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[Their meeting had been serendipitous from the start. From a misfired text to lingerie pictures, the two of them had somehow started meeting up to run every morning exactly at 6am. It became a routine complimented with texts back and forth. She made it no secret that she liked his company, his uniquely dry sense of humour and the way he smiled though it tended to be a rare occurrence.

A morning routine had eventually become after-run-snack dates, lunch dates and now here they were nearly two months later on their first overnight trip together. Their camping trip was something they had planned together for a while, and Veronica had been more than excited, her cheerfulness only growing at the clearweather, the soft crunch of leaves under their feet and then the discovery of a clear river and a waterfall. Laughing she had taken his hand in hers, linking their fingers as she had drawn him over. The water had been icy cold but she was starting to slowly dry (and thaw a little) by the time they reached their little campsite and was warm now that they were sitting outside of their tent, watching as the sun slowly slips below the horizon and the first stars begin to wink into view.

It's a beautiful, unseasonably warm autumn night and it's the warm presence of him by her side that has her smiling softly and lacing their fingers together as she gently tugs on his hand to get his attention before leaning in to kiss him sweetly.]

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[Dizzy and at a loss for words, not as if those are mutually exclusive things. She doesn't need to do much leaning having his shirt in her hands and his abruptness to met her halfway. It's had a fair share of brushed noses when the intention wasn't so intentional.]

Let me list them. [The sparkle is a dead giveaway and given Hiro's tendency to look at her eyes, it's seen alright. He thinks; scratch that, knows she could pull anything past him with those eyes.]

For one, you're making it hard to breath. [All those kisses take a toll on his poor lungs and tender lips. He'd pout if he weren't enamored with keeping the kisses up, one for one and something thrice.]

Oh, no-

[She tries her best not to laugh, she really does, but she's never been good at hiding it when she's happy and she breaks the kiss with a laugh before leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. Then on the jaw and to the tip of his nose.]

And? What other terrible things am I doing to make you dizzy, Hiro?

You're doing this on purpose.

[Thing is, it's super working. Even when he's given a chance to breath, there's remaining dizziness he can pinpoint directly to her. Laughter like yawning proves contagious and yanks a light laugh of his own.]

I forget, because I'm dizzy. [It's true. It's hard to think until this sort of pressure, but he can think to kiss her jaw back and move his hands about her.]

[Laughing again, Veronica snuggles a bit closer, content in the feeling of his arms around her. Gently, she reaches up and trails her hands to the sides of his face, leaning back a little into the kiss at her jaw.]

Then should I hold you like this until you stop being dizzy?

[His face turns toward the side and lifts up his chin under her hands and kiss to his jaw. That dizziness isn't going to fade, least not when she's touching him persistently and making it difficult to breath; but being held up is helping.]

Think you might, my head might just fall onto to your shoulder otherwise.

[He's not even kidding, but that's more he wants to lean into her shoulder rather than being slightly dizzy.]

You can, you know?

[It's actually more that if he doesn't she'll beat him to it. She gently lets go of his face to wrap her arms around his waist and snuggle in close, rubbing her nose into the side of his neck.]

It's really nice. [There's a teasing tone to her voice as she laughs into his shoulder.]

[She may as well have told him to do it once those words pass, the close snuggle and setting of her face between his neck and shoulder giving Hiro an opening to do just what he suggested.]

It really is. [His voice is muffled, the scent of her shampoo clear and sweet. Sleep had some time coming yet, however if he were to sleep soon this was a very nice place to do so. Soreness would likely ensue the following morning, yet it would of been worth it.]

I could sleep here. [His arms tighten around Veronica at a slump.] I'm not falling asleep honest. [He's actually really alert to their general vicinity.]

I wouldn't mind if you did.

[She shifts closer, holding lightly onto the back of his shirt.]

But I think you might be sore tomorrow if you do and we still have a lot of walking to do before we can get back. Besides, we have the sleeping bags all set out and everything. [The way she chuckles though, cheerful and amused is an indication that she would stay here if he wanted.]

Don't tempt me, I really might.

[Hiro's voice calls out muffled and almost playful over dry.]

Fine. If we must. [He can't feign any drama into the response, instead he reels back some and nuzzles Veronica's cheek.]

Long as you're next to me, I won't mind. [Obviously she was and this sleeping on her shoulder isn't a good idea, but holding hands is fine and won't cause aches in the morning.]

I promise that I'll stay right here. [Her tone is just as playful but her eyes are sincere as she pulls away to nuzzle her nose against his once more.]

Are you tired yet, or did you want to look at the stars some more, still? Since we didn't really get much of that done. [She had been more occupied with kissing him and had missed most of the stars.]

[Under normal circumstances, he'd said he was fine and could continue the night unhindered. Alas it isn't quite normal and the whole night seems a lot longer. Still he's awake, far from drowsy, and the stars are out twinkling.]

We could watch them and lay down. [It's not an epiphany of an answer, his thoughts a bit busy with nuzzling back.]

[Maybe it isn't an epiphany, exactly, but Veronica's eyes brighten immediately when he suggests it.]

That sounds wonderful, let's do that!

[She's never actually laid down to watch the stars, not with anyone, and the thought of doing that with him has her excited.]

Should we just lie down like this? Or should I get one of the sleeping bags? Oh, or both? [Maybe they could zip them together and lay down like that?]

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[It certainly makes it sound more like an epiphany with how well received it is igniting a new wave of heat to his face.]

One might be a little snug, but I wouldn't mind.

[There's just the parting part Hiro isn't too fond of at the moment. Another kiss a bit brasher than the others takes Veronica's lips as his arms unbind themselves from around her. He scoots back and rocks forward to his feet, hand up and spread.]

I've got it. [It's nothing like tossing a jacket over a mud puddle, but he's treating it with the same sort of care grabbing one of the sleeping bags and finding a flat enough spot to lay it out.] Do you... have a preferred side?

[There's a giddiness to his tone that even his held back expression and drier tendencies can't quite hide.]

[She doesn't mind that it's a bit snug either, smiling warmly to herself after that sudden kiss, her head tilted as she watches him lay out the sleeping bag so carefully. Once it's set out she scoots over before shaking her head, her eyes bright and affectionate when they meet his. He's happy and she can't help but to feel happy as well.]

I don't have a preferred side. Do you?

[She really would be fine sleeping on either side but she helps him unzip it as she waits for an answer.]

The zipper side would probably be a bit colder, I could sleep there if you'd like? [Just so he doesn't get cold or something.]

The one closed to you.

[It's not meant to come across smooth in the first place, his hands to his waist and head pointed downward surveying the two spots with a greater importance than either really held. It is important to Hiro, an old wive's tale of what side of bed should be taken ringing in his head.]

No I will, higher body temperature. [A zipper isn't a piece of ice or unpleasant in any way, but it doesn't offer a instant answer to the question of what side instead of dwelling on an laughable small detail.

The zipper is drawn down and top flipped over to allow Veronica in first, his shows coming off in the meantime.] Did we pack any extra pillows?

[Maybe it wasn't meant to be smooth, but it brings a warm, affectionate smile to Veronica's face anyways as she watches him. She's never heard of any wives' tales about sides of the bed but seeing him find this so important makes her heart flutter in a wonderful way.]

We did.

[Even if it's just the one extra pillow. It's fetched and she sets it with the sleeping bag before she takes off her shoes as well. Settling down, she holds out her hand to take his and tug him down as well so she can tuck herself close to him.]

[The offered hand pulls up romantic notions of knights and their queens, a connection he can't help but make under the new light of Veronica's heritage. It doesn't make her different much as a funny insight in how the small things run back to ancient practices of yore.]

Seems we'll have to share that as well.

[Hiro says dull bearing a thin smirk of amusement. From sharing a sleeping bag to sharing a pillow is a lot of steps, relative steps if a sleeping bad was in any way close sharing a bed.

He takes her hand lowering with her and rolling in close, his hand reaching out to pull at the zipper thrice before he manages to get a decent hold. Then it's zipped up, mostly, leaving them facing the stars and the great night sky.]

You know, I'm glad we didn't miss this. It's actually really pretty.

I don't mind sharing.

[Just like the first time they'd held hands it just feels so natural and she curls her fingers around his even when he lies down with her and she laughs brightly, almost reaching out to help him with the zipper when he manages it and she settles against him instead.]

It is really pretty, isn't it?

[Picking the autumn stars was a good idea, that's what she thinks.]

We should come again when it's summer to see the meteor shower.

It's the air, it's crisper.

[There's no scientific backing to his assessment, the cooler air is preference and gives reason to snuggle closer should he actually need one. His eyes blink and glance over noting the weight of her arm across him, then they're back toward the sky admiring the enumerable stars.]

Very. [Even without light pollution, he's unable to really pick out where the constellations lay. Still, it's pretty as said spanning across the dark blue skies.]

Might rent a cabin in that case, unless the great outdoors is fine to you.

[At his words she takes a deep breath, and there is a crisp sweetness to the air which makes her smile softly before she rests her cheek against his shoulder and looks up again.]

It is. And it's not too cold or too warm. It's perfect like this.

[She snuggles a bit closer as she says that.]

I'm sure anywhere is fine as long as we're together. [Because he wants to do this again and that's enough to make her smile.]

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