A sweet date, what could go wrong?

Her question made him frown a little as he gave it some thought. It wasnt that he was doubting what she made him feel, but he wasnt going to lie to her either. "I've been through a lot of shit Maddie," he said quietly, lifting the cigarette to take a long drag, like he needed the break to fill his system with nicotine and make him relax. He looked at her again and pushed the smoke out of his nose, to then just look at the ground with a sad expression. Her head against his arm felt comforting, he had always liked how she wasnt shy to be close to him. Intimacy wasnt something he was used to, but he craved it nonetheless. He wanted to feel like everyone else and not be stuck in the expectation that his parents’ lack of parenting would have crippled him socially.
They sat down on a bench and he looked at his cigarette, just thinking a little in his mind. He looked up as she spoke, folding his lips before he lifted his hand and rubbed his lowerlip with his fingernail on his thumb. He had a bad habit of peeling anything on himself that would peel. “You’re being silly. Of course I’m happy. But I’m also damaged goods, that’s just how it is,” he said, lifting his cig to draw one last drag before flicking the bud away. He looked at their hands. “I’ve told you that I love you and I meant that. I’d say that my mom didnt raise a quitter, but she didnt really raise me at all,” he then said, trying to crack a smile when he was shedding some light on the dark.

He knew she was worried for him, but he didnt feel like she had to be. “Even if there’s a slight possibility that you’d end up being like your mother, I’ll be right here to remind you of who you really are,” he said in an optimistic voice. After all they were still on a date and he wasnt going to let the gloom get the best of them - They could save that for when they got home. He shrugged at the vampyre rules and sighed to himself. “Fuck the rules and whatever they’d tell us to do. Why dont we just run off to somewhere and never look back?” He asked but as much as he had just wanted to joke about it, his words were quite serious. He looked at her, “Seriously. If we just go now, they wouldnt be able to notice, and we could live our lives exactly how we’d want to,” he added, lifting her hand up to his mouth to kiss the back of it.
“I’d get a shitty job and work long hours, but if I would get home to you everyday, I would do it,” he said before he looked up at the blue sky. The light was sharp even with the sun hidden behind the tree crowns above. He started blinking rapidly before he turned his head away from her to sneeze. A small chuckle left his mouth and he leaned back. “There’s nothing I wouldnt do for you Maddison,” he clarified, lifting his hand to ensure that he didnt have snot hanging out his nose - Luckily he didnt.