You may! I will do both, just for you, anon, since you asked so nicely. ♥
Lon’qu would probably prefer a quiet evening. He would come to your tent around sundown and after waiting for you to finish getting ready, take your hand (quite a daring move for someone so afraid of women) and lead you away from camp. You end up at a clearing in the forest. Here, Lon’qu has previously set blankets and comfy pillows around for the two of you to sit on.
“I thought we could look at the stars together,” he tells you, his face reddening. When you don’t say anything, he becomes a little worried. “It’s not enough, is it? I knew you’d want something more extravagant -” he tries to break away from your gaze but you don’t let him. You take his face into your hands and stare into his eyes.
“Its perfect. I love it,” you assure him. He smiles. For a moment you think he might kiss you, but shortly his face grows red again and he pulls away from your hands. Keeping his gaze averted he sits down on the blanket and pats the spot next to him. Obediently you lower yourself onto the blanket beside Lon’qu and lay on your back. After a few minutes he lays down, too.
The two of you end up chatting quietly as the night sky grows darker. You wish you could stay next to him forever, just talking and enjoying each other’s company. Over the course of the evening you inch closer and closer to him. He doesn’t seem to notice until you move closer one last time and rest your head on his shoulder. He tenses visibly, but does not flinch away. Impressive.
“Is this okay?” you ask him. Lon’qu nods, and to reassure you, he shifts so that his arm is around your shoulders. You turn to lay on your side, facing him, and place an arm over his waist. Feeling a bit more daring, you tilt your head up to kiss his cheek, thinking maybe it’d release some of the tension between you. Not for Lon’qu, though. His face only blushes deeper, and he closes his eyes, lifting a hand to cover his face.
“I’m sorry,” you giggle.
“Hmph,” is his reply, but you can feel that he’s beginning to relax.
The two of you lay there for several more hours before saying goodnight and retreating to your tents.
A first date with Stahl would obviously include a wonderfully prepared meal. Stahl would invite you to come to his tent for dinner. When you arrive, everything is already set out. You realize that he’s prepared a variety of your favorite foods. He must have picked up on them during previous conversations.
“Robin! You’re here!” Stahl exclaims when he notices you enter. Excitedly he rushes forward to embrace you, and you hug him back.
“Everything looks wonderful,” you tell him.
“Really? You mean it?” Stahl asks, his eyes lighting up. You nod vigorously.
The two of you sit down and the table, across from each other, and enjoy dinner together. Stahl’s stories and jokes have you cracking up, and you have to be careful to not choke on your food, or worse, spit it across the table.
After you’re both done eating and satisfied with full tummies, you sit down in front of the fire and continue telling each other stories. Stahl drapes and arm around you shoulders gently, and you lean into him, closing your eyes. He’s warm and comfy, and you feel at home by his side. The adorable cavalier rests his cheek on top of your head and you hope to Naga that this won’t be the last time the two of you share such a tender moment.
You and Stahl snuggle in front of the fire for a long time, exchanging sleepy banter and giggling. Once it starts to get pretty late he helps you up and walks you across camp back to your tent.
“Can we do this again sometime?” Stahl asks you outside your sleeping quarters.
“Of course. I had a lovely time,” you smile up at him, and in a swift movement, he leans down to kiss your lips softly. You beam at him as he pulls away, unable to speak. It’s okay, though. You don’t need any words. So you just wave at him, unable to wipe the smile from your face, as he returns to his own tent for the night.