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[After the month that was the last, it felt only fitting that they get away for a while. Between the dreamscapes, Orkili, and then the nightmares, they had both agreed that a date of sorts was in order—a need to escape from their realities for a little while and just be in each other's company without the worries that come with their day-to-day life in Reverein. So naturally, with the café closed for holidays for a few days and the animals in Mirabelle's care, it takes them out of the town, and up to Dragefjell for a couple night's stay at the hot springs resort.

And somehow, on the way, Tifa is suddenly plagued with small, bubbly hearts that follow her wherever she goes. Why? She has no idea, but she's been trying to pop them whenever they appear, only for more to form.

Just going to ignore those as they walk through the streets of Dragefjell. It's been quite some time since they last visited, and the place has changed and grew since then. The streets are busier, the shops are brighter, and it seems that even they have come out for the lovers specials, some stalls celebrating love the way that Reverein down below is.

Waving another bubble that appears when she glances up at Eustace, her eyes spark with excitement.]

Where should we go first? Somewhere to eat?

[He is also noticing the little hearts... Well hard NOT to given how prevalent are, and he has a few around him, too. Given the nature of this world, he can only assume it's another strange effect going on and ignores it for now—while also watching his cute wife pop them every now and then.]

Hm... Are you hungry?

Mm. A little.

[One hand in his, the other goes to her stomach, and there's the slightest furrow of her brow.]

Maybe a bit more snackish than anything. The balloon ride was longer than I remember...

We can try and find something then.

[Like he would let his wife go hungry!!]

What did we have last time...

Last time we were here?

[She tilts her head, and another little bubble floats up and pops against her nose, startling her.]

Honestly, I don't remember, it was so long ago. [A pause, and she blushes.] I just remember those candy sticks...

[...Candy sticks... Ah.

A light grin.]

The one with that game?

[Weird. Did the bubbles just change colour to a slightly redder tint?]

Yeah... that one. I heard about that game, and we sat at a table not far from here to try it.

[It was so silly back then, but it was just the thing they needed at the time. Honestly, she'd play it again if she knew where to find them.

Wait, why are there more red hearts?

IGNORING THEM.]

I'm feeling like something a little bigger, though. I did see some stands just up ahead if you wanted to check those out...?

[Just a slight arch of the brow as he sees those bubbles turning colors. ...Hmmm? How curious.]

We can take a look. Might try something a little more local since the last time it was more standard street fair, I think.

Orrr...

[Tifa looks up ahead to the little boutique on the end of the street, right on the corner.]

Do you remember back in Camelot? When we went to those hot springs?

[He frowns a little in thought.]

...Somewhat. Didn't we do that game there, too?

[Her eyes go wide, as if those memories are flashing right through them.]

... Did we? When we got those crepes?

[Because that is what she was thinking!]

[And now a little grin as he leans towards her.]

I recall needing to use some wind magic to shield us and something of a crowd.

Hm...?

[She doesn't flinch back from him, but those sure are more red hearts fluttering up around her, these ones not popping but simply bouncing right off her.]

You'll have to refresh my memory.

[...Interesting how these pink hearts are turning red, and given how he knows how their flowers turn...

There's a quirk of his lips, turning into more of a smirk as he leans in and just taps his finger against her soft lips.]

Get one of those candy sticks and maybe I will.

[But that's all he does before he pulls back and continues walking.]

[Well, now she's tempted, her cheeks flushing at the thought and her eyes going wide, as if she's just been caught doing something she shouldn't have been. Or thinking something she shouldn't have been, as those bubbles rise and rise around her... and he just walks off and leaves her standing there without even a kiss after that!?

She jogs after him, a trail of those hearts following after her, and she shoves them away.]

You know, I'm starting to think these bubbles are your fault.

[A quiet chuckle.]

What makes you say that?

[Though he is noticing how she had a reaction after what he did, so he is definitely taking notes. For science.]

[Why must he make her explain... This is embarrassing. Now she's fumbling!]

It's just... every time you say or do something, there's more of them!

Even now?

[See, he "said something."]

[What a risky line she is dancing on right now, because the moment he looks at her, more of those hearts burst to life, most of them pink, but a few more red ones are among the mix.

...

And she gives him a shove in response.]

Stop that! What are you doing?

[He sees it and just laughs quietly as he's shoved, letting himself stagger a step or two.]

I'm not doing anything. I think this might be all on you.

[He has a few pink hearts around him as well, but definitely not as much as her.]

You're the worst and I don't believe you.

[No, he's definitely doing some magic trick to do this. Some sort of dreamotion.

She grabs hold of his hand and pulls him right back towards her, her arm wrapping around his as she tugs him along. People are definitely staring now as these hearts trail after her, some of them growing bigger and bigger with every step.]

Anyway! I wanted to get crepes.

[Just continues to chuckle as he lets her lead them along~]

I don't mind it, but don't we always get crepes?

Well... maybe...

[Her expression turns a bit sheepish, her cheeks still as red.]

But... that was what we got on our very first trip to the hot springs. Do you remember?

Hmmm...

[A playful grin.]

You'll have to remind me. What kind was it?

Wasn't it... strawberries and cream?

[She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear nervously as they come up to the end of the street, right in front of this creperie and café that she had been admiring their entire walk over.]

💞 valentine's date.

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