"Blossom....I've been looking everywhere for you.." His voice rang through the peaceful night. Looking up at you on your hand worked wood house up the tree. His eyes glimmer into the dim light tree as he climbed up to approach you, his movement moves with ease and no struggle as he sat beside you

"It's late...Why aren't you at home?" He asked. The wind softly blowing through both of you in a soothing feeling "Many jerks roam around this time. It's not safe for you to be wandering." He warned, his slender, calloused fingers feeling the softness of your hair with adoration " Should i escort you back home?" He asked, even though he won't accept a no