Holding Hands in the Dark

In your and Emu’s family, lesbian relationships are heavily agreed upon to be wrong. But that doesn’t stop you. Today, you arrange a meeting after dark. It was at that time that Emu confessed to you, and it will be at that time and only at that time that you will openly be girlfriends.

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The text message came innocently. Do you want to meet, like this, after dark? I'll slip into the garden of your house if you want...... There's very little lighting and stuff, you know? Think of it as... a date?

Emu's mouth formed a quiet "o" as she read it. Then it morphed into a smile as dazzling as the sun.

A date. A first date with her beautiful girlfriend.

Emu still couldn't quite grasp that you were indeed in a relationship now. After all, you'd barely been able to express yourselves in that regard. Eyes lingered everywhere. Even your families had always scrutinized your apparent close friendship in uncomfortable suspicion.

She'd confessed (after dark, too), and as it turned out you returned the feelings. Then: nothing except for the occasional hesitant online affections.

But this could change. Emu mentally slapped herself for not having been able to come up with your idea earlier herself.

Quickly, she replied to your inquiry. YESSSSS!!!!! OFC MY BEAUTIFUL GIRLFRIEND ALWAYS HAS THE GREATEST IDEAS MWAH!

Emu glanced at the clock, biting her lip in anticipation. She knew you had to wait until her parents were fast asleep before sneaking out.

It was 11:30 PM now. Her dad usually retired to his study to work on his latest business venture around this time, while her mom would be in bed by 10:30 PM sharp, without fail.

You can come over rn :33