Evening came.

The two cleaned up and had an early dinner together at Isabelle's home. Time passed, and they relaxed around the small dining table with a kettle of tea. Belle had prepared it, and just finished pouring them both a cup before sitting back down across from the other. Steam, as well as a calming scent, wafting up from the cups to their faces.

"This is nice," Jinny sighed. "Thanks for the tea."

Belle blew softly against the brim. "Anytime."

"Hey, uhm... We've been dating for awhile now, and I just learned today that you can fight like that. Belle, I really love you, and I want us to feel like we can share everything."

"I'm sorry I didn't mention it sooner, but it didn't seem important." She sipped.

Jinny stared down into the cup. "Oh, well yeah. That's not really important I guess."

"Is something bothering you?"

"No, no. It's nothing."

Belle eyed her over. I think I know what she's talking about. We still get pretty shy around each other. Maybe that's why she wanted to spar to begin with, so we could share more about ourselves, and feel more comfortable. I think just doesn't know how to say it. Well, here goes. I'll try to help.

"Hey, Jinny." She stiffened up a bit as colour comes to her cheeks. "I love you too. And when you look at me like you do, I get so happy. I think I look rather plain after all."

"You're not plain! You look so good!"

She froze up for a moment. "Thank you. This is what I mean. You make me feel so beautiful."

Jinny smiled wide. "Well, I'm not trying to. You just are."

"Especially when you look at my legs. That's why..." she trailed off.

"What?"

"That's why I started wearing skirts. Because of you. I never felt confident enough to wear stuff like that before, but when you're around, I feel like I can. And it makes me feel good when you find them attractive."

Jinny lowered her head bashfully. "Oh. Well, I know what you mean. I like when you stare at me too."

"I don't stare!"

"But you do. Especially my upper-half, so I think you must really like that."

She doesn't have to say it so boldly.

Jinny finally took a sip of her tea. It was still scorching hot, but she was able to take in a bit after blowing against it. The taste was soothing, especially for one in such an anxious state. She's sharing more with me. But I'm worried that if I say too much, she won't like something about me. She's trusting me though, so I have to tell her what I wanted to say before, she thought.

"Belle. I want to admit something embarrassing too then, since that's what we're doing right now. You know how during our sparring earlier, that boy saw me with my top pulled up?"

"It's hard to forget."

"Hey. I'm trying to say something difficult already."

"Sorry, sorry," Belle said with a smile. "You can tell me anything, Jinny."

She put down her cup, and nervously placed her hands on her lap. Her eyes trailed to the side. "I was so flustered because it made me excited," she whispered.

What she said was vague, but Isabelle understood. It wasn't quite something she expected to hear, however. It took a moment for her to ponder over what was exactly just admitted to her. In the end, she thought it was adorable. A little hot too, though she didn't say that out loud. Though she realized her silence was making her partner uncomfortable, she she finally spoke up.

"So it's kind of like an exhibitionism thing?" Belle asked.

"Kind of..."

Afraid of the reaction, Jinny was hesitant to look up, but when she did, she only saw a smile.

"I'm self-conscious too, Jin," spoke Belle. "So I understand the feeling. But something like that isn't going to change anything. I love you. That's also not even a big deal! Well, as long as you're careful."

"Hey it isn't like I go around seeking it like a pervert! I don't usually think about it, honestly. Just once in awhile, it comes up."

She's kind of an airhead, thought Belle. But that's why she's so adorable. It isn't like she wears much. Does she really just forget about her own fetish most of the time, until it suddenly comes up like it did today? Maybe it's a subconscious thing.

They continued to nurse their tea and chat until it was late. Then they fell asleep in each other's arms.