A Pumpkin Date

Re Cyra found herself leading the way to a cute little cafe she’d discovered a few weeks ago while praying for her heart to stop trying to escape her chest. Glancing nervously over at the moth flying alongside her, she’s been crushing on Hazel for a while now and finally got up the courage to ask him out. Maybe it had been after the goading of her fellow hivemates but she did it! It’s also very possible Re forgot to say it was a date but Hazel and her were going to get coffee so it counts right?

She even made sure to find a place where they had Hazel’s favorite type of coffee, a Pumpkin Spiced latte. Not to mention the plethora of other pumpkin themed drinks. The place went overboard every year she’d learned with holiday decorations and this year's fall they were decked out in pumpkins and candles creating the perfect environment for her first date with the Moth Pixie she’d been after for months. Taking a deep breath as she led the way up the steps she started off on the list of questions and topics she’d preprepaired. Ones she’d researched and seemed to be the perfect ones to ask on first dates. Questions such as, What do you like to do in your free time? Are you a morning person or a night owl? What are some accomplishments that you are really proud of? What are some things everyone should try at least once? The fluffy moth had barely enough time to think on his answers, feeling like it was a game of rapid-fire 20 questions.

Re found herself rushing to ask the next question as soon as Hazel answered her, what if she didn’t and an awkward silence developed? How would she survive the embarrassment? She wouldn’t. So she’d simply have to make sure the conversation continued throughout them ordering their drinks, sitting down at the tables - that were of course made of pumpkins, as were the chairs- and as they drank their coffees together. Hazel had his promised pumpkin spiced latte while Re Cyra had her own hazelnut and vanilla coffee. She looked up into his eyes for the first time since they’d sat down -she’d been too nervous before- and found her words caught in her throat staring into his beautiful blue eyes, her gaze shifting slightly between both pairs.

“Sorry, I’ve never actually-” she cleared her throat looking away down to her coffee embarrassed. “I’ve never been on a real date before, should I- should I not talk so much?”

The other moth stared for a moment before laughing lightly, having to set his latte down so he wouldn’t spill it. “Re, there’s nothing I enjoy more than talking to you. If anything, I wish you’d talk more about yourself instead of just asking me questions.” He then raises the cup back to his mouth for another sip. “You don’t have to try so hard for me to like spending time with you, Re, I already do.” The moth takes a long sip before suddenly both pairs of eyes go wide for a moment and he sets the cup down. “Wait, did you say this was a date?”