Fairy Diary

First Real Date (continued)

17. Bliss, the year of the Unicorn

Dear diary,

As promised, I will tell you a bit more about my perfect first date with Van.

But before I go on, I must point out that the date was perfect for me, although I am not sure if anyone else would find it as perfect as I did.

For me, the mere fact that he made an effort to figure out what would make me happy, told me that he cared about me. To invest so much time and effort in creating the best date of my life was something I hadn't had before.

Guys took me out on good dates, but they were mostly very generic, something you did during every date. Van did something so special for me.

It might not seem like much to some people, but to me, it was precious because every detail was carefully thought through to make it even more magical for me.

Often, the best presents are not the most expensive ones, but the most thoughtful ones, and I hadn't expected Van to be so thoughtful. He keeps pleasantly surprising me, even now.

There is something about him that makes him so unique and precious, that no matter how angry I can get with him, because, let's be honest, he can be an idiot sometimes, I can never stop loving him.

His personality is a perfect balance between a tough guy and a romantic, and I love it.

Every day with him is like a new adventure, and I never know if he will make my heart melt, or my brain boil from anger.

Nevertheless, I wouldn't change one thing about him.

After Van told me that I looked stunning, I felt butterflies in my stomach.

Many guys have told me that before, but not with that twinkle in their eyes.

It was obvious that the other guys said it just because they knew I expected them to say something like that.

Even though I am a stunning fairy, they never saw it as clearly as Van did.

It felt like he had said so much more.

As if he was admiring my soul, as well as my physical appearance, and I must say it made me feel so special.

There was something in the way his eyes were watching me, that made my heart melt from joy.

"Well, you are not so bad yourself. You look very dashing tonight." I said, with a huge smile, fully appreciating all the beauty that was Van.

"Thank you, milady." He said bowing his head, as he smiled seductively in my general direction.

I must say that my heart started beating faster, and he didn't need a seductive smile to help him. I was already head over heels for him.

But that smile, ah that smile, made it difficult to remember how to breathe properly. He took my breath away. It wasn't just the way he looked it was all of it.

The way he could be so pretentious and humble in minutes. How he could be an amazing charmer, but also lack self-confidence in some moments.

He was a unique creation that I adored the moment I saw him.

I just didn't want to admit it, because I thought it was too early.

But as I sat there, looking at him, I knew that I could see my self spending a lot of time with him.

We were seating and talking, and somehow he made all my favorite meals appear. I must say, I was more than impressed.

Sitting there with the sound of waves crashing in the background, it felt like the date was the combination of all the things I loved the most.

"Would you like to dance, my dear?" Van asked after we finished our delicious chocolate cake dessert.

"I would love to," I said immediately because I loved dancing.

It made me feel alive and free, more than anything else in my life. Although I wanted to dance, I was also very nervous because I had never actually danced with someone with whom I was romantically involved. I had the feeling that it would be quite different from dancing with my friends.

Even though I am an amazing dancer, I still felt myself blushing as we stepped on to the dance floor. After all, it was Van, everything with Van felt like so much more, that I couldn't stop myself from blushing. When he noticed my blush Van gently stroked my face.

"I can't tell you how much I love seeing you like that. It's like you put all your emotions on display. I find it beautiful." He said as he continued to stroke my cheek, slowly approaching my lips.

He traced my lips lightly with his thumb, and I felt a delicious tickling sensation that was the first for me.

"Well, I don't like when I turn red, it's annoying to know that everyone can tell what I am feeling, but not when I am around you. I feel it's okay when you see it." I said, and he seemed very happy with my answer.

We kept slow-dancing for a very long time, and it was amazing.

I mean, I was dancing with the most wonderful person I have met, on a beach, while the moonlight shone above our heads, and twinkling lights lighted our path. What could be more perfect than that?

When we first started dancing, we had a formal dancing stance, but as we kept on dancing, he kept pulling me closer to his body, so finally, we were dancing so closely that I could feel his heartbeat.

His heart was beating like crazy, and I was happy that I wasn't the only one affected by the closeness we shared. It felt so nice and intimate to be dancing with Van like that.

If it were anyone else, I think I would have probably stuck with a formal stance, but with Van, everything felt so much more natural.

At one point, we stopped moving, and we just stared into each other's eyes. I could see the whole world in those deep blue eyes of his. It felt like I could get lost in their depth if I looked into them for too long, but I didn't mind. Losing myself in his eyes was completely fine with me.

After a long moment of us just looking into each other's eyes, he lowered his lips onto mine and kissed me with surprising gentleness. It felt like he was once more hesitant as if it were our first kiss.

For me, it was strange to see him being so careful, I wanted to make it crystal clear that I didn't mind him kissing me.

To prove that, I crushed my lips against his with passion he didn't expect.

Well, I guess it was also with a bit more strength than was strictly necessary, because he lost balance, and we ended up falling on the beach.

I fell on top of him, and we started laughing like two idiots.

When we managed to calm down, we started kissing again, not caring that our clothes were getting dirty, just enjoying the perfect moment we managed to share.