Thursday's training // ENG

"Unless... Do you want me to stay?" she was still blushing, and as she noticed a few guards, then she quickly stepped closer to him, grabbing his hand, although it made her cheeks burn. Better keep up the act, right?

"Perhaps it'd be good for the time being..." he muttered.

"To stay together... For now, so they don't get suspicious." she said in a slightly breathless voice.

He nodded. "Exactly.."

She swallowed and leaned her head against his shoulder. Her breathing was a bit too deep and fast.

"Relax, Lucy..." he muttered, and ran a gentle hand up and down her arm.

She took some deep breaths. "So-Sorry... it just scared me... in there." she spoke softly, although it was a lie. She wasn't breathing fast due to fear, she was breathing fast because of that kiss - and because of how much she wanted that to happen again, although she tried to suppress that last thought.

"Oh. Well, it's okay, now. We don't have to go in there again." he smiled. "You want to come to my place?"

A small nod and she swallowed again. "Yeah."

He smiled, then, and pulled her along the streets towards the slightly poorer part of town.

She just followed, holding his hand - just in case a guard should walk by and see them running off. She also faked a giggle, but her acting weren't nearly as convincing as before.

Before long, they were inside a rather small town house, with only the bare necessities. A bed, a table, two chairs, a small fireplace to keep warm and cook.

Once inside she slowly let go of his hand and let out a relieved sigh, taking a step away so she could breath freely - and hopefully that would also make her heart stop beating so damned fast.

Mentally exhausted from the day, Fenrir let himself drop onto his bed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Slowly she sat down on a chair. She was nervously fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt, biting at her lower lip. For once she felt really awkward around him.

"That was really close, though."

A nod. "Yeah. It was. We have to be more careful... and act like a couple for the next month or more, before we can fake a breakup." she laughed nervously.

He nodded. "Exactly... Or they will know we just faked it all."

She sighed. "I'm sorry... I didn't think that through. Now you're kind of stuck with me for a while... and we're probably going to have to... you know.. again." her cheeks were slowly turning more pink.

"Ah. Yeah. Well. Could be a lot worse," he grinned. "I.. I mean, uhm. You're... Kinda pretty."

If Lucy hadn't been blushing before, then she sure as hell were now. She looked straight into her lap, biting onto her lower lip. "You know... that was actually... my first." she mumbled, folding her hands in her lap.

"Oh. Really?" Not going to mention it was his first, as well.

"Ye-Yeah." she muttered, still looking into her lap, feeling deeply embarrassed.

"Ah. That's... Kinda unusual, isn't it?" at least he knew of a lot of girls already married at her age.

"I've already told you I'm not really from around here, and... where I'm from, girls like me... we don't really get that much attention." she sighed and held around herself, as if she was cold or trying to comfort herself. "I was always told that I looked too much like a boy."

"Oh... Well... You don't."

"I sorta do." she laughed low and shook her head.

He shook his head. "Hey. I'm a guy. I'm not attracted to other guys, and I think you're pretty. Must mean you have some feminism, right?"

Her blush grew, but still she couldn't help but smile as she finally lifted her head and looked at him. "You really think I'm pretty?"

He nodded. "Absolutely." a soft smile bloomed on his face.

She smiled shyly and looked into her lap again, her cheeks quite pink.

"No need to be shy. I mean it. You're pretty."

"Thanks." she said shyly, still looking away. At that moment barks sounded from outside the house, as Charlie had found his way back to them.

Fenrir smiled, then stood up and went to open the door for the small dog.

Charlie ran straight in and jumped into Lucy's lap, wagging his tail, then turning to look at Fenrir with a low - and not so kind - bark.

"Oh stop it, will you?" he said for what felt like the thousandth time, and sighed, closing the door. In response to the bark, his magpie flew up on his shoulder and gave a small, sharp tweet at Charlie.

Lucy looked down at Charlie. "Quiet." she said in such a soft and shy voice, that it actually made the dog stop and look up at her in disbelief, then he jumped down and laid on the floor, extremely quiet.

Fenrir just offered her a soft smile now.

Lucy blushed as she softly stood. "I think I forgot my bow out in the forest." she told him, looking down at her feet.

"Ah. Yeah, you probably did..." he hadn't seen it with her since then, either way.