Meant To Be || WTSC Grand Ball || Colette and Niko
Niko pulled up outside the Fayte residence, locking the doors of his black Lamborghini before stepping out, a bouquet of white roses in one hand as he moved towards the front door. He rarely bothered with his car, but for one night only, he decided it was better than going by foot, wanting to give Colette a complete experience. They'd gone on dates before, of course, but never anything formal or quite so public. So if their relationship would be learned of by the town gossips, they might as well look good. And he wanted to spoil his date, not sure if the fancy car would impress her, even the tiniest bit, but deciding it couldn't hurt to try.
Gently pressing the doorbell, Niko leaned against the frame, a small smile playing on his lips as he wondered what Colette was doing right now, if she was ready, or would keep him waiting. It must be so boring to her, she probably knew exactly what he was doing, more or less, at any given moment, if she wanted to, might already know what he looked like in his suit, or what kind of flowers he'd brought her. But to him, she was a mystery. Despite already knowing he loved her, as well as her true identity, he didn't know much about Colette. He didn't know what he could do to make her swoon, or what her favorite color was, or even silly things, like what her favorite cereal was. But he could hope that one day he'd know her as well as she knew him. And each date was one step closer to that. So he was a bit of a perfectionist when it came to them.
A grin spread across his lips, and he stood up straighter, when he heard movement behind the door. Niko held the flowers in front of him, waiting to see his date for the first time that night, feeling giddy all of a sudden, though a purr escaped his lips, despite the anticipation.
