Everyone was loud as usual.
Fighting over food. Arguing over seats.
Same chaos.
Same people.
Jay sat down, finally relaxing.
Keifer dropped into the seat right beside her—close, casual, like it was his spot.
No hesitation.
He glanced at her plate.
"That's all you're eating?"
Jay: "…Yes."
Keifer didn't even argue.
Just took something from his plate—
and placed it on hers.
"Eat."
Jay looked at it.
Then at him.
"…You're ordering me now?"
Keifer leaned back slightly, relaxed.
"I'm taking care of you."
She rolled her eyes.
But didn't remove it.
Didn't argue again.
Just muttered—
"…You're annoying."
Keifer smirked.
"And you like it."
From across—
Kit slammed the table.
"YO LOOK AT THEM—DOMESTIC ALREADY—"
MJ: "MARRIED ENERGY—"
Jay: "KIT."
Kit: "I'M JUST SAYING—"
Jay picked up a fry—
and threw it at him.
Perfect aim.
Jay finished the shooting game—perfect score.
Everyone losing their minds.
Keifer stepped behind her slightly.
Close enough.
"Show-off."
Jay smirked.
"…You're just bad."
He leaned a little closer.
"Teach me then."
Jay turned slightly.
"You won't keep up."
Keifer:
"Try me."
She handed him the gun.
Stood beside him.
Not distant—
Right there.
"Don't aim like that," she said, adjusting his hand slightly.
Her fingers brushing his.
Calm.
Natural.
Keifer glanced sideways.
"You're very serious about this."
Jay:
"I don't lose."
Keifer smiled slightly.
"Good."
Pause.
"Because neither do I."
He missed the next shot.
Jay: "…You just did."
Kit in background: "HAHAHAHA—"
The real moment started here.
City lights everywhere.
Music in the distance.
Cool breeze.
The group spread out naturally.
Some walking ahead.
Some behind.
Laughing.
Talking.
Free.
They walked side by side.
Close.
Shoulders brushing sometimes.
Not forced.
Not planned.
Just natural.
Keifer glanced at her.
"Tired?"
Jay shook her head.
"…No."
Pause.
Then quietly—
"…This is nice."
He smiled.
"Yeah."
A moment passed.
Then—
he casually slipped his hand into hers.
No big reaction.
No shock.
Jay just looked down for a second—
then let her fingers settle naturally with his.
Kit from behind:
"I SAW THAT—"
MJ: "BROOO—"
Jay didn't let go.
Didn't even react.
Just said—
"…Walk faster before I leave you alL
Thyme chasing Gorya.
MJ trying to impress Aum and failing.
Kavin getting roasted by Kanning.
Cin and Rakki just walking silently like NPCs.
Keiran suddenly appearing again.
"WHY DOES NO ONE TAKE ME ANYWHERE—"
Keigen: "YOU FOLLOWED US AGAIN.
They slowed down slightly.
Let the group move ahead.
Keifer looked at her.
"You're quieter than usual."
Jay:
"I'm listening."
Keifer:
"To what?"
Jay glanced ahead at everyone.
"Them."
Pause.
Then—
"…Us."
That made him smile.
A real one.
He gently squeezed her hand.
"We're not that bad."
Jay looked at him.
"We're a problem."
Keifer:
"A good one."
She huffed a small laugh.
Barely visible
They stopped for a second.
Lights glowing around them.
Noise fading slightly.
Keifer tilted his head.
"You know…"
Jay:
"What now?"
He leaned closer.
"You didn't argue with me today."
Jay raised an eyebrow.
"…I can start."
Keifer shook his head.
Smiling.
"Don't."
Pause.
Then softly—
"I like you like this."
That—
finally—
made her react.
A small blush.
Not dramatic.
But there.
Jay looked away slightly.
"…You talk too much."
Keifer:
"And you don't say enough."
She turned back.
Looked straight at him.
Then—
without warning—
pulled him slightly closer—
and kissed him.
Not shy.
Not hesitant.
Comfortable.
Like she already knew him.
They pulled back slowly.
Still close.
Keifer whispered—
"Yeah… definitely worth it."
Jay rolled her eyes—
but didn't let go of his hand.
"…Shut up."
"BROOOOO—"
Kit yelling from far.
MJ: "WE KEEP SEEING THIS—"
Gorya: "LET THEM BREATHE—"
Jay looked at the group.
Then back at Keifer.
A small smile.
Not hidden this time.
"This… was a good idea."
Keifer nodded.
"Told you."
Kit shouting:
"NEXT TIME WE BRING MORE FOOD—"
MJ: "AND LESS ROMANCE—"
Jay squeezed Keifer's hand slightly.
"Not happening."