For Cassidy~ a Onceler x Reader

A treasured night.

You couldn't be more excited. The trees blew in the soft wind as the weather was nothing but shining down at the two of you. The dark haired male you were with near the celadon river and that you looked up to, physically and mentally,  brushed his thick gloves together as he was scraping them of their dirt to signal his success.
"I'm finished, I think." He tilted his head a little to get a different angle of the tent the two of you planned to rest in tonight, after a long night of marshmallows and storytelling. The rush of flowing water filled the silence before you answered him, realizing you couldn't stop smiling as you imagined the night ahead.

"It looks nice, I can hardly wait, Oncie." After glancing over at you and showed a lopsided smile, the edge of his lips heightening in awe. He raised an arm and slipped off each glove, stuffing them between his upper arm and side, trying to keep them in place as he reaches and brushes your hand before embracing his own fingers in yours, his lopsided smile more whole hearted at you. You can hear a soft hmph in joy as his head tilts to the side to stare back into your eyes.

"It's gonna be great, I know it."

A lonely bird flew within the amethystine sky as it hit 7 o'clock, the synchronism of crickets or other wandering noises outside coming alive. A gentle yawn from behind you turned your sights back, meeting the sight of your boyfriend waking from a nap which you shared with him, awaking slightly earlier. "Mm, hey, sleepyhead~" you let yourself softly plump onto his bed on one sides edge, reaching out to brush his hair between your fingertips. His first apprehension being you, a positive sight. Without many words, the two of you gather extra things and head out towards the tent that was set up previously in the early afternoon.

"You think it's big enough?" He gestures to the tent once it's mid shot in view. "We did bring a lot of marshmallows." He set the three jumbo marshmallow bags leaning against the side of the tent as he unzipped it carefully. "Hmph, I don't see as to why, you can't eat too many of those this time, poor Oncie got a big tummy ache the last time, of you recall." You can't help but state, playfully reminding him of the past. He simply send a sweet look in your direction, opening the entrance for you and the marshmallow to enter.

"M'lady." He gives a small bow as to welcome you to the tent as you enter, it being big enough to fit cozily three bodies. The Onceler was reasonably tall, alas perhaps just two including himself. There was room on each side to store treats and small accessories, such as a hairbrush, a pan (incase there's a threat during the cold, dark night), and maybe you'd find a couple condoms, just maybe.