The café Sevyrn led Kanani to was tucked into the corner of a quiet street, its soft yellow lights glowing against the dark sky. Inside, the scent of coffee and vanilla lingered in the air, and a few late-night patrons sat scattered across worn leather seats, lost in books or quiet conversation.
Kanani hesitated just inside the doorway, taking in the warmth of the space. It felt... intimate. Like the kind of place you went with someone you wanted to know, really know.
Sevyrn glanced at her. "Still okay?"
Kanani nodded. "Yeah."
They ordered—Sevyrn got a black coffee, Kanani chose a lavender latte—and found a small table near the window. Outside, the city hummed softly, headlights flashing past, people moving through the night.
Kanani traced the rim of her cup, gathering the courage to ask the question lingering on her mind. "Did you know who I was before today?"
Sevyrn stirred her coffee lazily, then looked up. "Yeah."
Kanani blinked. "Really?"
Sevyrn nodded, resting her chin on her hand. "I've seen your videos. The book vlogs. The gaming ones, too." She paused. "Your voice is nice."
Kanani's face warmed. She ducked her head, staring at the latte art in her cup. "Oh."
Sevyrn smirked, amused by her reaction. "What about you?"
Kanani hesitated, then admitted, "I've watched your videos, too." She glanced up. "They feel... different. Like you're not just showing places, but telling a story."
Sevyrn's fingers tapped against her cup. "That's the goal."
Kanani hesitated before asking, "Why don't you talk in them?"
Sevyrn considered that for a moment. "Words feel unnecessary sometimes. People focus too much on filling the silence."
Kanani understood that better than most.
They fell into a natural rhythm—sipping their drinks, exchanging quiet glances, letting the conversation drift between deep thoughts and comfortable silence. It was easy, easier than Kanani ever expected a first date to be.
When their cups were empty and the night had stretched past midnight, Sevyrn leaned back in her chair, watching Kanani closely. "Would you want to do this again?"
Kanani met her gaze, heart fluttering. "Yeah. I would."
A small, rare smile tugged at Sevyrn's lips. "Good."
And just like that, something new and unspoken settled between them—something soft, something steady.
Something like the start of something real. THEE NEXT DAY
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Kanani Marie POV:
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Kanani didn't expect to hear from Sevyrn so soon.
The morning after their late-night coffee date, as she curled up in her usual reading nook with a book and a steaming cup of tea, her phone buzzed.
Sevyrn: What's your favorite spot in the city?
Kanani stared at the message, her heart skipping a beat. They had only just met, yet there was something about Sevyrn that made everything feel natural, like they were slipping into a rhythm that had existed long before they even spoke.
She hesitated, then typed back.
Kanani: There's a botanical garden near the river. It's quiet. Peaceful.
A few minutes passed before Sevyrn replied.
Sevyrn: Meet me there? 4 PM?
Kanani bit her lip, then typed a single word.
Kanani: Okay.
The garden was nearly empty when Kanani arrived that afternoon. The sun filtered through the trees, casting golden light across the winding stone paths and clusters of wildflowers. She wrapped her sweater tighter around herself, the cool autumn air brushing against her skin.
Then she saw her.
Sevyrn stood near a small pond, hands tucked into the pockets of her oversized hoodie, her dark eyes scanning the landscape like she was seeing it through a camera lens even though she wasn't filming.
Kanani took a deep breath and walked toward her.
"You came," Sevyrn said, her voice soft.
Kanani smiled. "So did you."
They fell into step together, strolling through the winding pathways, neither rushing to fill the silence. It wasn't awkward. It never was.
At one point, Sevyrn paused near a bench and gestured for Kanani to sit. She hesitated before pulling a small book out of her hoodie pocket.
Kanani recognized it immediately.
"The Night Circus."
Her breath hitched. "You bought it?"
Sevyrn nodded, flipping through the pages. "I started reading it last night. Thought we could talk about it."
Kanani's chest warmed. She didn't know why that simple gesture meant so much, but it did.
They sat there for hours, flipping through pages, reading favorite lines aloud, sharing quiet glances that lingered longer than necessary. And when the sky darkened and Kanani realized how late it had gotten, she didn't want to leave.
Neither did Sevyrn.
So she did something she never would have imagined herself doing before.
She reached for Sevyrn's hand.
It was hesitant at first—her fingers brushing against the cool skin of Sevyrn's palm. But Sevyrn didn't pull away. Instead, she curled her fingers around Kanani's, her grip firm but gentle.
They didn't speak about it. They didn't need to.
Some things didn't need words.
Some things were just understood.
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