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Drabble Seventy-Six - Camping

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~Sang~

After an hour of searching, we gave up. I was resting against a tree trunk, rubbing my sore feet. Victor was next to me, looking through the bag he brought. It was supposed to be for our picnic, but now it looked like we had to camp out.

"Are you sure you can't get a signal?" I asked.

"Yes, Princess, I'm sure. Checking it every ten seconds isn't going to make a difference," he snapped. My eyes widened.

"Whoa there. What's wrong?"

He sighed, rubbing his jaw tiredly with one hand.

"Sorry. I just wanted this to be special, you know? I don't get much time alone with you and I wanted this to be perfect."

I bit my lip. I'd been giving him grief all day, not thinking much of it. Really I'd just expected it to be our usual banter, I didn't realize this meant so much to him.

I rested my head on his shoulder.

"It is perfect, Victor. I've never been camping. New experiences and all that," I said softly. He smiled and leaned down to kiss my cheek. At the last second, I turned my head so he caught kissed me full on.

He pulled back like my lips were on fire. Oh, damn. Had I done something wrong?

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Sorry. I thought...I thought that's what you wanted," I stammered out. He just stared at me. Really? Really, Victor? Usually he couldn't stop talking when he was around me. And now, when I kiss him -the first time I've ever kissed someone-, is the moment he wants to take reflection time?

Then a little smirk took over his lips.

"Did you want to kiss me, Sang?" Victor asked. I nodded hesitantly.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You're sure?"

"Positive."

"Absolutely, completely and utterly certa-"

"Shut up, Victor."

He gave me a mock-hurt look.

"A girl kisses you once and then she's giving you orders. I will never understand women."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"I kiss a guy when I think he wants me to and then all he wants to do is talk. I will never understand men." I countered.

His eyes darkened slightly.

"You think that's all I want to do?"

"Certainly seems like it," I said with a shrug.

"I'm trying to show some restraint here. I'm trying to be a gentleman."

"The one time I want you to not be a gentleman and you are. It's unbelievably frustrat-"

Before I could finish, he pressed his lips on mind, soft and sweet. His lips tasted like mint and nature, and something else that was undeniably Victor. Perfect. He pulled me forward until I was sat on his lap.

He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead on mine.

"I love you," he said. My heart soared at hearing it.

"I love you too."

He leaned in to kiss me again, but something caught his eye.

"The sun's setting," he remarked.

"We better set up camp, then. Will we need like a shelter or something?"

"Nah," he stood up, pulling me with him, "the forecast was clear. We'll be fine. I brought some basic camping stuff. There should be a tent in the bag somewhere."

I nodded and rummaged around.

"Does it have instructions?"

"No. I should be able to do it from memory."

One hour, in near complete darkness, after much swearing and cursing at the tent, it was up. I smiled at our work.

"It feels good to have a dwelling you built yourself," Victor said.

"It's a tent, Victor, not a house."

"Same thing."

"No, no it really isn't."

He hooked an arm around my shoulders.

"Stop ruining my pride, Princess, this is a big moment for me."

I laughed and leaned up on my tiptoes and kissed him.

"Do you know what, Victor?"

"What, Princess?"

"I really like road trips."

He hugged me closer.

"I really like road trips too."

~The Evil Tree~

I stood still, staring at them. They were so in love. So beautifully, perfectly in love.

I shut my eyes for a moment, and opened them again.

I decided it. Taking a deep breath, I cleared my head. I stopped my jealousy, my hate, my need for revenge and focused on the one pure emotion I possessed.

I loved Sang enough to let her love someone else. I loved her enough to let her be happy.

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