Meeting Fernanda again.

Would you believe me if I said I kind of like the drive to town? It’s about 40 minutes, yeah, and that makes it a pain when you only need to do something quick. Like, it’s not like I’d go into town on a whim anymore since the trip to and back was like an hour and a half, more if there was traffic. However, I enjoy how calm the first half is. Rarely any other cars, it’s quiet and allows for time to think. I can totally see myself using this time to listen to podcasts and stuff. But right now, I wasn’t listening to anything as I drove. Not even music. My head was too busy to pay attention to anything else.

Fernanda wanted to meet me again after only a couple of days. And that picture she took was still burned in my retinas. Now, I’m not a dense guy. Frey’s powers quite literally don’t allow me to be dense. I just… still can’t fully get rid of some bad mental habits. Of course all the not-so-subtle hints pointed at Fernanda wanting to start a relationship with me, but what if she changed her mind since sending that picture? What if her mind had cleared after an orgasm and she decided she didn’t want any part in this whole relationship? What if she wanted to talk to tell me that in person?

…

Yeah, I know. It’s my habit of thinking of worst-case scenarios acting up again. Then again, that was not the worst-case scenario. That would be her suddenly realizing I disgusted her and coming to totally hate me. That’d be pretty awful.

But no, that wasn’t the case at all.

We met at the park again, and this time I was the one arriving second. She was sitting in the same spot where we had talked last time, under the shade of a big tree. She smiled brightly when she saw me approaching.

I noticed she was wearing a black tank-top and denim hotpants again, the same she wore the other day, and I just couldn’t resist the temptation.

“You’re wearing the same outfit again? Don’t you ever change clothes?” I teased.

Her face went completely red as she looked down at her own clothes. “It’s another shirt!” She said, scowling at me. “I have more than one, you know? And I just washed these shorts! And what about you? You have no sense of style,” she said, eyeing me up and down.

I looked down at myself. I was wearing a loose, plain red T-shirt and beige shorts that reached just below my knees. “That’s true,” I admitted.

Fernanda chuckled and patted the grass next to her, inviting me to sit down. Again, it was hot enough that the grass was dry. I looked around and saw very few people, which made sense considering summer vacation was pretty much over. Most schools had already started, actually. For us, university started in a couple of days.

“Um… How was the move?” Fernanda asked me. “Have you guys settled in?”

“Mostly, yeah. It’s still weird, though. Doesn’t feel like it’s our house yet.”

She nodded. “I know what you mean. The apartment I was living in for a while never felt like home, either.”

“Speaking of, are you starting university again?” I asked her.

She tensed up, but nodded. “I’ll stay with my folks, though. At least for a while. I… need to take things one step at a time.”

I smiled. “That’s good.”

“...”

“...”

Yep, there it is. The awkward silence. Well, at least it was easy to understand the reason for it. We both knew what we were here to talk about, but it seems neither of us was finding a good segue. And yeah, the awkward silence was getting a bit too long, so Fernanda just groaned, shook her head and pushed through.

“Um…! Th-The picture I sent you the other night. Did you… see it?” She winced right after asking that question, because of course I saw it. I replied, after all.

I nodded. “So… How do you feel about it? Was it weird to watch those videos?”

“Yeah, very weird,” she said, giggling. “But… I liked it. They… turned me on a lot. They… also made me a little jealous.”

Oh-uh. “Jealous?”

She nodded. “It’s just… You know. Knowing everyone else is happy while you’re not is…” She swallowed. “Sorry, I know that sounds awful. I…”

I nodded again. “Yeah, it makes you hate the world, doesn’t it?”

She smiled wryly. “I wouldn’t go that far.”

“I hated the world. For a while. Then I just became really apathetic. Again for a while. Nothing bad truly lasts forever.”

“Don’t they? And what about good things?”

“Good things last forever and ever. Don’t question it. Shut up.”

Fernanda laughed hard enough that she had to wipe a tear out of her eye.

“Say… Oliver?”

“Hm?”

“Remember when I said… I didn’t want to make our relationship about… sex?”

“I remember.”

“Um… Do you think we can make it just a little bit about sex?”

“Pervert.”

“I guess I am. Is that a problem?”

“It’s almost a prerequisite at this point,” I said, chuckling. “Fern?”

“Yes?”

“Will you be my girlfriend?”

Fern pursed her lips, then slowly her grin began to grow and she started to tremble from excitement. “I don’t know. Don’t you think we’re moving too quickly?”

I nodded solemnly. “You’re right. I’ll ask again in two months.”

“Nope!” She threw herself at me, making me fall on my back on the grass with her on top of me. “You’re not allowed to take it back. I’m your girlfriend now.”

I smiled wryly. “Even if there are others?”

“About that… Do you think, with proper consent, of course, I could… take pictures of all of you?”

I blinked. “Hm? What for?”

Fern smiled shyly. “You see… I’ve been learning to draw naked… Um, no… let’s say… I’m learning anatomy. You all are great references, especially you.”

“Me?”

Fern traced a finger along my shoulder and towards my chest, face burning hot as she did. “I noticed I could practically see all the important muscles on you. They’re… very marked.”

“Ah. Well, I definitely wouldn’t mind, so long as you’re not sharing those pictures.”

“I won’t. Thank you. Um… W-What could I do for you in return?”

I could tell there were dirty thoughts in that creative mind of hers, but I actually had a proper request. “Do you think you could draw some artwork for me? For the channel, I mean.”

“Oh? OH!” Embarrassment left her face, quickly replaced by bright excitement. “Really? I’d love to!”

It was at that moment, when her mind went elsewhere, that I rose to kiss her. Catching her off-guard was funny, and she soon melted and began to kiss me back.

Seriously, good thing there was practically no one at the park.

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