𝙴𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝚄𝚜- ᴀ sᴏᴋᴇᴇғᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ (𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕊𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕫)

The Blue Moon

<Sophies POV>

"Concentrate," Fitz says.

Whisked away in the light, I immediately regret following Fitz.

I'd just promised Edaline that I'll fix things.

I swallow a pained groan I consider going back..

But what's done is done.

Plus Fitz looked so cute and devoting when he appeared.. how could I say no..

Tears prick my eyes as I bite my lip with frustration. Four years ago, never would I ever have believed that I would be tangled up in such a mess like this.

I straighten my back and forcefully plaster a smile on my face as we appear on the island.

Going down the whirlpool, Fitz holds my hand, obviously trying to get me to feel the gentle flutters that I used to not-so-discreetly feel.

It kinda works.. well... maybe not quite..

Nevertheless I take his hand and we plunge down into the water. Countless trips to Atlantis has finally made me unafraid of plunging into the cold depths of the sea.. much unlike the first time I experienced it.

When we land onto the sponge-thingy, Fitz helps me up with a teasing bow.

I have to laugh at that and it eases the mood.

Then suddenly.. everything seems to stop as he stares at me intensely his thick eyelashes framing his teal eyes, which are fixated on my dull brown eyes.

My heart skips a beat as he leans in and strangely.. I feel a tug on my heart and my mind becomes enveloped in this thick "pink and perfumed" mist.

He can't think straight for a second as his face is just a millimetre away from mine.. then I feel his lips collide with mine. I barely process it though, my brain aches and feels very foggy.

And as he pulls away, as he steadies me, and I think I probably have imagined it, but I could swear he said with a uncomfortably malicious grin, "Yes.. its working.. let it work.. ,"

But then he drapes an arm around my shoulder and gives me a bottle of youth, snapping me out of my daze.

"Sophie? Are you okay? You looked dizzy.. are you okay? Did I do something? I'm sorry.." he peers at me concernedly, kneeling down in front of me.

All the thoughts of what I "imagined" he said disappears from my mind. No one that concerned and sincere could be evil.. or whatever I was thinking of.."

I take this youth from him and gulp it down, letting its cold, comforting sweet taste coat my tongue.

Instantly my head clears and I feel better.

"I'm fine, thanks," I clarify, reaching out to smooth the pucker that had formed between his brows.

"Good," he looks extremely relieved.

Then he gets up and hooks my arm through his.

I smile gently and follow him, then frown slightly realising people were staring.

Fitz turns to me, whispering in my ear, "Dont worry,"

He looks round then scowls at the remainder of the people staring, saying, "Excuse me? What are you staring at? Might you know it's rude?"

The people widen their eyes then scurry away.

I turn to Fitz and smile at the relaxed expression on his face. Then he looks at me with a soft grin, reaching up to carress my cheek. I lean into his palm and breathe in his masculine scent.

Strangely, I don't feel guilty anymore and I stand with more poise, discarding any of my facial and body features that hint I might be hiding something or that I don't belong.

"What are we doing here?" I ask Fitz, realising that I didn't even ask.

"Hmm... that's a surprise honey," he cheekily smiles.

My brain and heart stops. I.. what? He called me honey? I frown slightly but realise that maybe... actually... it isn't so bad.

A hint of the guilt I felt wafts back, but I quickly shove it out of my mind.

"Okay." I reply.

We walk past pet shops, clothes shops, shoe shops, and jeweller shops... then we stop in front of a fancy looking restaurant called 'The Blue Moon'.

Fitz shyly gestures to it with his free hand, "Ta-da!"

"A restaurant? Is this.. oh- OH.. you're.. this is our first date?" I unwillingly feel my cheeks heat up.

"Yes." He replies, then pulls me in through the doors.