Take My Hand

9: Dinner And A Show

Yuri's P.O.V:

My dark violet eyes quickly scanned the parking lot, searching for those ocean eyes that were like my own personal heaven. I felt a pang of sadness when I couldn't find them, and was about to enter the restaurant alone, but then an intense wave of relief washed over me when I spotted her.

Sayori.

I hurriedly walked over to Sayori, longingly staring into those gorgeous azure eyes, before her voice snapped me out of it.

"We should get going inside, my love."

I couldn't help but feel my cheeks redden at her compliment, and I instinctively grabbed her hand as I softly smiled at the shorter girl.

"I guess we should."

As we entered the restaurant, I suddenly felt a wave of fright wash over me as I felt everyone's astonished gaze lock onto me. It was the dress I was wearing, I had a feeling.

I quickly rushed over to our table, trying to hide my embarrassed face from the other customers that still watched my movements.

"Why are you hiding your face, my dear?" Sayori asked, tilting my head up towards her.

I stayed silent for a moment.

"I-I'm not used to everyone staring at me..." I replied timidly, locking gazes with the beautiful woman across from me.

Sayori paused for a second, unsure of what to say. Just then, her eyes lit up, suggesting that she had formed an idea in her head.

Before I knew it, she was pressing her soft lips against mine in a loving kiss.

A kiss, that unfortunately, ended all too soon as she pulled away.

"Your lips are addicting, my love~" I whispered sweetly, chuckling at Sayori's embarrassed squeak as her face turned red.

"I love you." She said in response, reciprocating my sweet tone despite her obvious blush.

"I love you too."

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After dinner, we decided to go to the movie theatre.

Or rather, Sayori made that choice all on her own.

She was just too adorable to refuse.

Anyways, as we entered the theatre, she quite literally dragged me over to the snack counter, giggling like a young child the entire time. I smiled warmly, completely amused by my sweet girl's behavior.

We ended up ordering a large container of popcorn along with two bags of assorted candy, much to Sayori's delight.

As we took our seats, I couldn't help but notice a mischievous smirk on my girlfriend's face. When the movie started, I felt Sayori lean her head on my shoulder, and I didn't resist smiling softly in response when she did.

Of course, we were seeing a cheesy rom-com with the cheesiest title, "How To Steal A Heart," which was unsurprising. But we still enjoyed it regardless.

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The date was over. Sayori and I entered the house together. She was carrying a small bag that contained clothes, as she was spending the night here. We made a direct beeline for my bedroom, knowing exactly what could happen, but our minds weren't going down that train of thought.

"I'm going to go change." Sayori said, bringing her pajamas with her as she hurried to the bathroom.

I quickly changed into my own pajamas, which consisted of a long black nightgown which was trimmed with lace, along with a pair of lavender pajama pants. My arms were littered with scars, some old, some new. I cringed at the horrifying memory of how I received most of those scars, and they weren't from my old self-harm urges, either. I sat on my bed, waiting patiently for Sayori's return.

When Sayori returned, I felt myself involuntarily blush, since she looked so adorable in her pajamas.

Her pajamas consisted of a pink tanktop with the words "Sweet Yet Sassy" on it, along with a pair of matching pink pants that were patterned with miniature white rabbits on them.

I smiled happily as Sayori walked towards me. She sat down next to me, pulling me towards her as she kissed my lips softly. I kissed back with fiery passion, tangling my fingers into her short peach locks. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she infused more passion in her kiss.

It was almost as if time slowed down as we kept on kissing each other, her soft lips melding with my coarser lips as our hearts pounded quickly in our chests.

It was so tough to pull away, not wanting to let the moment disappear, but alas, our lips pulled apart, eliciting panting breaths from our mouths. Our faces were still a few inches apart, our foreheads touching.

I could tell that Sayori's eyes were more lustful than innocent, her oceanic pools half-lidded. I smiled softly, knowing what my girlfriend wanted us to do.

"Are you sure you want this, love~?" I whispered, gazing deep into her eyes.

Sayori nodded. "But we can take it nice and slow if you want."

I smirked at my girlfriend. "Then we shall take it slow."