Ryland picking you up for your 'first date' on Erid.
Ryland who can't keep his mouth shut because what better thing to do when nervous than talk? And says, "You know, my dating profile never said anything about long walks on the beach but uh..." He looked over his shoulder and with a shy smile, turned back towards you and chuckled under his breath, "There's not much else to do here, honestly."
You giggled softly and followed his blue eyes to the pebbly beach with a small nod, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear as Ryland's face turns a cute shade of pink. You take this moment to sneak past him and shut the door, your scent wafting into his nostrils as you pass. Ryland feels like he's about to pass out. "I think it's the perfect date."
"Oh, thank goodness." He puffed his cheeks out and rubed the back of his head, fingers tangling into his blonde hair for a moment as another uncouth joke sliped out, "It was between this and going to the Eridian Theology lecture on the 'Digital Age'. I think the topic was Wikipedia. That didn't strike me as all too romantic, unless you're into that sort of thing, at which point we can just ditch the beach and go---"
"Ryland."
He shut his mouth slowly and looked at you with a sheepish smile.
"I really want to walk on the beach."
"Good, because going to that lecture was totally going to throw off everything I had planned." He smiled softly and looked down at his feet.
"What do you have planned, Ry?"
The way he was staring at the small pebbles underfoot made them seem like the most fascinating thing on all of Erid as his mouth got away from him as it so often did, "Oh you know..." His broad shoulders rose slightly, "I t-thought maybe would could take a walk... Along the beach..."
"Yeah, I got that." You grinned, feeling your shoulder bump against his as you began trailing along the coastline. "What else?"
"And I thought that if the conversation... never got awkward," He sucked a deep breath in, "And I resisted my urge to explain to you the tidal mechanics of the Biodome, I'd see if you maybe uh... wanted to hold my... hand."
"Are you asking me if I want to hold your hand---?" Your entire body felt hot at the unintentional flirtation that the man next to you had offered.
"No---"
Your question overlapped with Ryland's response as his feet came to a slow stop, his weight shifting against the pebbles, the shine of the dim, foggy light bouncing off his golden frames as he glanced down at you over the rims, the blush on his face so rampant it was overpowering his facial hair. "I figured that was sort of... ambitious in the itenerary for a first date..."
The smile that slid along your expression almost goofy. "I dunno about that." You slipped your hand into his, feeling the sweat hit yours immediately, but that wasn't a bother as your fingers seemed to fit perfectly with his with incedible ease. "I think you've already checked the hardest thing off your itinerary."
Oh goodness gracious. Ryland was sure that his ears were pink at this point as he slowly locked his gaze onto your entwining hands. "Th... That uh... really throws off my plans."
"New plans." Ryland echoed softly as you began walking again, tugging him along with your hand. He seemed almost superglued to the ground before feeling the warmth of your hand in his and quickly, he was moving alongside you, hands dangling between your bodies. "I think I can work with some new plans."