As Hood arrives at their meeting spot, she can't help but feel flustered. She just asked a guy out, and he's meeting up with her
Dreadnought: Apologies! I took a while.
Hood: N-No! I didn't wait long...They begin hanging out as they converse, learning about what they went through back then
Hood: So, how many sirens have you slain in battle?
Dreadnought: About a few hundred. I got used to fighting a long time ago.
Hood: *Smiles brightly* That must be going well for you! So... how would you feel if I...
Dreadnought: ??
Hood: If I... I... forget it... *Inner thoughts* (So embarrassing...!!!) *Back to conversing* I-I am going to the restroom. I'll be right back!She runs off towards the restroom to cool off as she attempts to reason with herself
Hood: Stay calm...! It's just me and Dreadnought... alone... together... Ugh... my feelings for him really are love... and I refused to admit it to myself...! Okay... calm down, Hood. It's not how a lady reacts to admitting to herself she loves someone... and they don't know it yet...
Meanwhile, with Dreadnought...
Deeadnought: It... feels good to talk to someone about this... But... why do I suddenly feel... warm when I'm near her... do I... do I like her?
Dreadnought couldn't help but feel conflicted. He just felt heartbreak by Jean Bart, yet he... is falling for another
??: Dreadnought?!
Dreadnought: Oh God... hey, Jean Bart...
Jean Bart: I... it's been a while.
Dreadnought: It... has... why are you here?
Jean Bart: ... Can we talk?
Dreadnought: Why the change of topic?
Jean Bart: Forget that, please. Let's talk.With a hint of hesitance, he reluctantly let's her
Jean Bart: It's been what, 4 years since we last talked?
Dreadnought: ... Yes... it has...
Jean Bart: When I... when I rejected you, I... felt like I made the wrong decision... by chance... are you still single?
Dreadnought: What are you getting at?
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Azur Lane: How A Lady Met Her Gentleman (Hood X Dreadnought)
RomanceHood's love story with a lot of twists and turns. Her love for him rooted around her young days