Phouka

[winter_wisp]

Valentine's had passed, and as lovely as that day had been, Winter found himself still caught up in the lingering romance of the day. He'd taken to watching romantic comedies, rather than horror flicks. Had even started reading more romantic novels, rather than the historical novels he'd been swimming in before. He even found himself tidying up more, keeping the bedroom neat and inviting, so they'd both be more inclined to linger there.

And tonight? Tonight he had decided they should go out to do something romantic. ...A trip to the museum, he'd decided. Art was definitely romantic. Couples were always looking at art in movies and things.

Dressed up, the pixie was looking like an actual adult as he lead the way inside, his hand reaching for the Phouka's as he spoke.

"This will be fun, don't you think? We can look at art, then get some coffee at the cafe," he grinned. "...Or not coffee. Whatever you want. It's my treat, Phouka."

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[phouka]

"I believe it will be fun," the Phouka nodded, catching Winter's hand to hold it tight. As with most new things, unfamiliar things, the phouka's stomach fluttered a bit. He had come to know he wasn't ill, it was just anticipation.

"Tell me again why you chose art," he asked, though he kept walking into the grand building. He navigated the broad marble stairs with ease.