{ Shinigami's Eyes } Wattys 2016

: 33

Damon Krueger right in this moment was looking like 'the' protagonist of a teen fiction novel. The only turn off was his demeanour which was neither outgoing nor charming but reserved. He was wearing a white shirt with a pair of blue jeans, other than his usual hoodie everything about him was same.. what was Natasha trying to dress him as?

He still looked decent.. without his usual glasses.

" I'm sure this is your first date at such an uncanny place" He said, stepping on a stick as we made our way towards the bushes for some unknown reason.

" So you do consider this a date" I chirped in with a smirk. In fact I sound the Jock part better.

" We're here " He said with small awkward lip purse. 

" I don't see anything " I replied with a bemused conscious.

A mischievous grin spread onto his face. One I've never seen before. He came and stood behind me his aquatic cologne invading my senses, with his one palm he then covered my eyes.

" Ooh! C'mon dough we're not kids anymore" I couldn't help but groan.

" If we're not kids anymore why don't you stop calling me doughy?" He said clearly suppressing a laugh. " Get walking and take small steps" He added. I started walking forward with him closely tailing behind me, reflexively, or so I'd like to think I extended my arms out with my newly lost sight. 

" What're you doing? " Damon laughed. I quickly let them fall back. " You can trust me Asana" He breathed next to my ear. Embarrassed I tightened my wrists and let him guide me. 

I felt him direct me past the tall bushes through an opening I'd noticed earlier at a distance. He kept beatboxing to put in effects that made me smile furthermore. This time I'm not even exaggerating!

" That's it" He said taking his hands off my eyes.

On lifting my eyelids I found myself standing across a small lake and a few tiny clogged water bodies of cold waters bay.

The water glistened phenomenally against the moonlight, which illuminated the otherwise pitch black, with shadows of the birds that would often fly through the full moon sky, it was beautiful for I felt I was home at the otherwise dreaded waterbodies.

In the centre was a lake of a decent size but not as big as to not being able to tell it's perimeter. On the left side of it were another two tiny water bodies that looked like small craters of excessive rainfall water. And on the right was the tiny wooden cabin. Facing the lake in front of it, the cabin was built as simple as a drawing of a 5 year old when he is asked to draw a house who then painted it with the off white colour because he was out of crayons or creative in an odd way. 

" Like it?" Damon spoke softly against my right ear, I could almost picture him smiling.

" I'm.. It's beautiful Damon" Words definitely came out without me having to think it over.

On turning around I found the biggest grin flashing on his face, his countenance a bit too nigh to mine. I offered him a smile which made him pivot away too quickly.

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Once we lit the cabin with a bunch of scented candles Nat had sent, we started unloading food from the car trunk.

" Hey where's the church though? Grann said there's a deserted church here" I asked Damon while helping him with the baskets.