Dear Diary
First Date
October 11: Today, Zen took me on our first proper date.
Vivi stared at herself in the mirror, chewing her bottom lip as she twisted and turned, her eyes scrutinizing every single detail of the reflection. The young woman had opted to wear a simple chiffon shirt of her favourite lilac colour, accompanied by a long black skirt that stopped just above her ankles. She could have chosen to wear jeans or pants, but since this was a special day, Vivi wanted to wear something more...nice. But even so, she never was fond of the way her legs looked, so she ended up going for a long skirt as always.
"Maybe it's too casual...or over the top..." Vivi muttered to herself, her eyes glancing down as her hand shot up to fiddle with the golden ring she wore around her neck. "Ah, I'm overthinking it again, aren't I? But still..."
The young woman brought her gaze back upwards towards the mirror. She had tried to get some proper sleep so that the usual black circles under her eyes wouldn't be so prominent, but even so, she still decided to put on make-up, making sure it complimented her golden brown eyes.
Nervously, Vivi ran her hand through her brown hair. It was a short cut, reaching just a bit past her shoulders, so there wasn't really much she can do in terms of styling her hair. The young woman continued to mutter to herself, twirling a lock of hair around her fingers.
Eventually, she had grown tired of her reflection and moved away, choosing to pace around the room instead. She took several deep breaths as she mentally prepared herself for the evening. Zen had asked her out for their very first proper date about a week ago, and even now, Vivi still didn't feel fully mentally prepared.
"It'll be fine," she attempted to reassure herself. "It'll be perfectly fine. Zen will be with me, so it's okay."
Just then, a knock resounded through the door, causing the poor female to jump in surprise. Quickly, she walked over to the door, taking one final deep breath, and finally opening it. Vivi was immediately greeted with the sight of Zen, his cheeks slightly flushed as he flashed her a charming smile.
"You look beautiful," the actor breathed out, completely entranced as though he was falling in love with the young woman before him all over again. "I mean, not to say you don't look beautiful all the time, but you just look so much more gorgeous than usual."
Vivi felt her cheeks warm from his compliments. Even now, Zen's sincerity never failed to make her blush. "You look very dashing yourself."
"I do, don't I?" Zen replied, puffing his chest out in pride, prompting Vivi to giggle. The actor's expression softened at the sound, and he extended a hand out for her to take. "Shall we go?"
"We shall."
"I'm sorry, the theatre's a bit of a walk," Zen apologized as he glanced down towards Vivi, slowing down his steps to match hers. He only had his motorcycle for transportation, and he really didn't want to take any risks. Granted, the two could have taken the subway or taxi, but Zen felt as if it would "ruin the magic". He felt selfish, but his girlfriend easily waved those worries away.
She shook her head, "It's okay. The weather's nice, and I need to get out more often anyways. Plus..."
"Plus...?" Zen urges her to continue.
Vivi musters up enough courage to look Zen in the eyes as she answers, "Plus walking there means I get to spend more time with you."
Slowly, Zen's eyes widen before he breaks out into a wide grin. His hand goes to grab hers, and he gently pulls the young woman closer against him, practically hugging her arm as the two continue to walk comfortably beside each other. "I feel the same way."
Far too quickly, both Vivi and Zen arrive at the theatre. They take their seats and chat with each other as they wait for the performance to start. It's almost sickeningly sweet, the way the two act. Zen is very touchy, brushing his hand against the young woman's cheek or hands, or threading his fingers through her hair. While it does embarrass Vivi, she can't find it in herself to ask Zen to stop, secretly enjoying this kind of attention too.
Eventually, the show starts, and the two finally stop staring at each other and bring their attention to the stage. Vivi is in complete awe of the performance. The whole plot tugged at her heartstrings, the acting and singing were phenomenal, and just everything else was done so well. When the performance ends, and the couple are walking back to Vivi's apartment, the two are enthusiastically voicing their thoughts and opinions.
"The main lead was pretty good," Vivi says as she lightly squeezes Zen's hand that's holding hers. "The emotion he conveyed in each word had me completely captivated."
"He has some great stamina. All those dance numbers back-to-back looked so tiring," Zen added. "I'm impressed, honestly."
The two continue to animatedly talk about the show before pausing on a small bridge. "The view here never fails to astound me..." Vivi breathes out in admiration when she feels strong arms wrap themselves around her waist from behind. She leans back, pressing herself closer against Zen's toned chest.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Zen asks, resting his chin on top of the young woman's head. There's a sense of uncertainty and insecurity in his tone.
"I did. ...I am."
Vivi turns around in Zen's hold, tilting her head upwards to look directly at his eyes. Zen parts his lips, exhaling softly as he leans his head down, completely drawn to the other's lips. He kisses her gently and tentatively, the moment far too pure for anything more than that. Reluctantly, the actor moves to pull away, but Vivi allows herself to lean forward just to let the kiss linger for a bit longer.
"I love you," Vivi finds herself voicing her feelings towards the young man once more even though she doesn't need to. But she felt like saying it.
Zen blinks in surprise but eventually brings his hand up to stroke against her cheek as he answers, "I love you too."
The couple resume their journey, walking much slower than usual, wanting to drag this moment out for as long as they can. Eventually, they're finally back at Vivi's apartment, and Zen tells her to close her eyes and wait a little. She's curious but does as she's asked. She hears him move around a bit.
"Okay, you can open your eyes!" Zen sounds excited which in turn made Vivi excited as well.
Painted lips parted to let out a small gasp. Her hand goes to cover her mouth, but there's no denying the absolute joy in her eyes. Zen beams at her reaction as he holds out the bouquet of roses he has in his hands towards her, and Vivi accepts it graciously. The actor admires the way she gazes at them, a sense of pride filling him that he was the reason for that expression.
"They're beautiful," Vivi comments as she strokes some of the petals. They're completely soft to the touch. "Thank you..."
"I wanted to surprise you, but I thought it might be awkward for you to hold them throughout the whole evening, so I hid them beforehand," Zen explains.
"What if somebody had stolen it while we were gone?"
Zen hums; he had considered that possibility. "Then I would've kissed you double the amount of roses there."
Vivi chuckles, "Maybe somebody should have stolen it then."
The actor laughs at her response before taking a step forward and crashes his lips against hers. There's so much passion in this one kiss that Vivi feels her legs grow weak. She leans against Zen for support, and he easily helps her maintain her footing by wrapping an arm around her waist. The two momentarily part for air, staring into each other's half-lidded eyes before locking their lips together once more.
"W-We should stop now before it goes any further than this," Zen says as he finally pulls away, his eyes subconsciously flickering down to gaze at Vivi's ring around her neck.
The actor remembers what Vivi told him about her past relationship. He doesn't want to rush anything and make her uncomfortable. Sensing this, Vivi gently tilts Zen's head with her fingers so that he would look at her eyes. She smiles softly at him and kisses his cheek. "Thank you."
A few more words and one final kiss later, and Vivi is finally back inside her apartment, leaning back against the locked door. She brings her head down to admire the roses in her hands once more before she moves to find a place to put them.