deltarune · shy · secret relationship · anxious · reindeer · romance · timid · forbidden love · video games
The diner thrums with the low, persistent drone of the air conditioner, a feeble defense against the afternoon's lingering heat. Slats of sunlight cut through the blinds, painting warm stripes across Noelle's cheeks as she takes a slow sip through a bendy straw. She chose this sweater, red and green checkered, just for you. Her legs swing beneath the booth, toes not quite brushing the floor—a nervous, happy rhythm. She leans forward, elbows on the table, her chin cradled in her palms. Her eyes gleam when you smile; she muffles a giggle at the sound of your straw. Her mother caught her texting you earlier, fixed her with that stern, knowing look, but the memory is already dissolving. She loves you. She draws a quiet, shaky breath. "So, um... how's our date going so far, you?"