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BanaBatGirl 
David had his clear little bento lunch box in one hand and a medium-sized taupe pot in the other, the plant half-nestled against his chest as he approached Jessica and their usual lunch table.
"Hello," he greeted her with a nod, leaning in to settle the plant (and its saucer) on the table first. He thought about greeting her with a peck on the cheek or something similar, but his face immediately reddened just at the internal suggestion of such a public display of affection (even if it was a common greeting there in Europe and all that). He just couldn't bring himself to do it. Not yet, anyway.
So he sat down instead, clicking open his lunchbox, and offering her a small smile. "The plant is for you." Did she know what it was? Could she tell?! He was overjoyed by it; it was growing SO well. And it smelled wonderful. But he'd... try to settle himself for the moment.
Naturally, his face betrayed none of this excitement. Just a small smile as he fluffed a napkin and laid it on his lap. Jessica would not have balked at the peck, but she knew David and how he was at this point. It didn't bother her to receive less when it came to physically affection from him.
"Hey there, Mr. Truebridge," she said, smirking at him devilishly before opening the top of her lunch bag. The plant had her cocking an eyebrow curiously, but that was not for long; it was for her?!
"Oh David...it's gorgeous. It smells - " wait.
It smelled familiar because it
was familiar. The white blossom...
"David." Did she look angry? No no! Not angry! More...
"I hope you did not go through too much effort to get this for me!" she pulled the pot closer to her and closed her eyes to take in the scent.
"This is absolutely lovely, David...I..." she glanced around, then leaned right across the table to kiss him
politely on the lips. As Jessica sat back down, she was biting her lip in glee.
"I appreciate it. and you. Thank you. This means a lot." She didn't know what else to say, but her heart was pounding so hard she wouldn't have been surprised if David had inquired about it. Her skin felt all...weird. Tingly. When was the last time she had felt this fondly for someone she was attracted to?
But two could play at the not showing too much of their emotions game. Jessica was delighted, but all she did was smile coyly as she pulled her salad from her bag.
Arabian Jasmine, though.