Date night
Vanessa and Hannah had decided on a date and time to meet for dinner at an Italian restaurant in town, it was currently 18.30 and they had reservations for 19.30.
Vanessa was looking over herself in the mirror, she had picked out a simple black dress. She wasn't much of a makeup wearer but since this was a date and she wanted to impress Hannah she had put on some darker red lipstick and some light brown eyeshadow. She concluded that she did indeed look good and just needed to fix her hair before being completely done.
Hannah was nervous, she wanted to impress Vanessa and since she always praised her fashion sense she felt pressured to look especially good for this date. She decided on a spaghetti strap dress with lace on the sides and some black heels with stars on the straps.
Vanessa was at the restaurant first and five minutes later Hannah arrived in a taxi. They greeted each other with a semi-awkward hug and went inside.
Approaching their table Hannah walked a bit before Vanessa to pull her chair out for her and pushing it when she was seated.
Vanessa looked at her as she walked around to her chair. "Why thank you." She got a big smile in return and Hannah opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by the waiter.
They looked at the menus in silence with only a comment or two, deciding what they wanted to eat and ordering the food when the waiter returned with their drinks.
While eating their food they made some light conversation about work and interest besides art. Vanessa found out Hannah had a passion for getting tattoos and collecting mugs. She herself talked about her interest in nature and animals.
"You know, I actually wanted to be a veterinary when I was younger." She calmly swished the wine around in her glass before taking a sip. She really was a sight to behold tonight, Vanessa thought as she looked at Hannah, the dress hugged her body in all the right places and the lace on the sides left little to Vanessa's imagination.
Hannah raised her brows in wonder, "Really? What made you change your mind? I think you would make a wonderful vet." She would've asked her a hundred more questions if she could, she just knew listening to Vanessa talk was going to be her new favorite thing. Her voice was smooth and it put you in a sort of trance when she talked.
Vanessa pondered for a moment. "I guess life just took another direction and when I moved back to America art became a support system for me, my parents divorced, school and classmates were rough. Art was my escape. A lot of things changed." Pausing for a moment she noticed things had taken a more somber turn than she wanted it too, thinking for a while to find something to lighten the mood with. "But I'm glad it did, otherwise I would've never met you, or tasted this delicious pasta dish."
Hannah blushed and looked down at the table in an attempt to hide her grin. "Uhh, I'm also glad it happened." A moment passed before she realized she should probably specify her meaning. "Art changing your life that is, not.. not your parents divorcing and uh those other things."
Chuckling at Hannah's fumbling Vanessa just shook her head before asking her more about her tattoos. "How many tattoos do you have and which one is your favorite?"
She thought about it for a moment before answering. "I have nine tattoos currently, I think." She counted on her fingers. "Yeah, nine. And my favorite? I think it must be this one here," She pointed to the left side of her ribcage, "it's of two naked women sitting together under a small galaxy." She then showed a tattoo of two hands entwining on the top of her left arm, "Or this one."
Vanessa could see the tattoo slightly through the lace on her side, "They're both very pretty but I do hope that I'll sometime get to see that one without all the lace." Smirking as Hannah started blushing furiously at the insinuation.
She did indeed get to fully see the tattoo that very evening, Vanessa had driven Hannah home that evening and been invited up for a drink.
They'd had two glasses of wine already when Hannah started talking, "Y'know, I usually don't come out to people as fast as I did with you. Obviously, people already know from the many lesbian tattoos but like properly coming out, I don't do it too often."
Vanessa looked at her a bit confused, "Then why did you tell me so fast?" Settling into the couch again and turning a bit to see her properly. Tensing a bit when she reached a hand, taking a strand of her hair and tucking behind her ear.
"Because I knew I could trust you. It might sound weird but I felt a connection when we met, whether it became something other than platonic didn't matter cause I still knew you would have my back."
Hannah looked at Vanessa with earnestness in her eyes that she thought she would melt. Leaning forward she captured the other woman's lips in a slow kiss, tasting the red wine they had been drinking and a hint of vanilla from her lip gloss.