A Place To Stay
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Category:
+G through L › Harvest Moon
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
29
Views:
4,677
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the rights to Harvest Moon or these characters. Stories are for entertainment only, and I make no profit off of this.
10
“I’m going now! I love you.” Claire kissed Cliff one more time.
Cliff smiled wistfully. “I wish I could go with you, but I’ve got to get all this stuff straightened up.”
Claire smiled back. “Don’t worry,” she said, hugging him around his waist. “I just have to get the fruit tree saplings, then I’ll be right back. I wish Jeff would just stock them here, so that I didn’t have to go all the way to Forget Me Not Valley. But yeah, Vesta’s is a much more specialized shop, so I see why only she has them. And just think! We’re going to have all kinds of fruit growing around the farm, and trees take such little effort compared to crops.” She kissed him for the tenth time. “I love you! I’ll see you later.”
“I love you too,” Cliff said, grinning at her.
The long hike to Forget Me Not Valley wasn’t really that bad. It went rather quickly, as Claire thought about Cliff the whole time. It was so wonderful to be in love like this. She blushed and laughed at herself. They really were quite ridiculous. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and one hot and heavy impromptu makeout session on the bench in the town square when they thought no one was around had earned them some very stern looks and annoyed throat clearings from Mayor Thomas. They had just giggled and ran off, back to the farm.
Claire arrived at Vesta’s and pushed open the heavy wooden door. Vesta welcomed her warmly and they went out back to look through the saplings together. They chatted happily as Claire selected a peach, an apple, an orange, and three grape saplings, remembering that they were Cliff’s favorite fruit. Vesta bundled them up in two canvas bags, which Claire slung over her shoulder and headed back towards Mineral Town, smiling and waving back at Vesta.
As Claire got back into Mineral Town, she passed Gray on the path. He managed a smile at her (he was always so gloomy) and she stopped a moment to talk.
“Oh yeah, it’s Thursday, your day off,” Claire said. “What have you been up to?”
Gray sighed and mumbled. “It’s SUPPOSED to be my day off. Grandpa made me do some deliveries this morning. I had to go by your farmhouse, too.”
Claire frowned and thought. “I don’t have any tools in the shop right now, unless Cliff took something there.”
Gray stared at her. “Yeah, duh, it was Cliff’s order. And it wasn’t a tool, it was -” He broke off suddenly, realizing he had said too much. “Oh, um, yeah, he just brought a…tool…in and I looked at it. Well, I gotta go before my grandpa calls the police on me for being gone too long.” Gray mumbled to himself as he stalked off.
Claire stood in place for a moment, wondering. What was Gray acting so weird about? He had said Cliff ordered something that wasn’t a tool from them…but then he changed his story.
Claire finally shrugged it off, chalking it up to Gray’s general weirdness. She made her way back to the farmhouse and settled the canvas bags with the saplings in the tool shed, looking around and touching all the tools absentmindedly. She shook her head and walked up to the front door of the farmhouse.
When she opened the door, her eyes had to adjust to the dimmed lights inside. Candles were lit all over the house. Claire’s stomach flip flopped as she realized something was up. Cliff appeared suddenly from their bedroom.
His face lit up with happiness. “You’re home!” He rushed forward to embrace her, then kissed her over and over again.
Claire looked around. “Cliff, what is all this?”
Cliff suddenly looked nervous. He took her by the hand and guided her over to the couch, and they sat down together. “Claire, you make me so happy,” he began, stammering a little. “I’ve never felt so safe and comfortable in my entire life. I finally found a place I belong, and it’s with you.”
Claire started breathing faster, her heart pounding, as she realized what was happening.
Cliff slid off the couch and kneeled in front of her, grasping her hand with one of his, and holding a small ring in the other.
“Claire, will you marry me?” His beautiful blue eyes, gazed up at her, shimmering with excitement and worry.
Claire burst into joyful tears. “Oh, yes, Cliff, yes, I’ll marry you!”
Cliff sighed with relief and slid the ring onto her finger. Claire looked at it for a moment. It was a simple silver band, with a twinkling diamond in the center. “I got the materials for it in the mines, you know, that day when I took a really long time looking for bamboo shoots,” Cliff laughed a little. “Then I had Gray make it for me.”
Claire threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Cliff wrapped his arms tightly around her. He hoisted her up and carried her into the bedroom, where they made love.
Cliff smiled wistfully. “I wish I could go with you, but I’ve got to get all this stuff straightened up.”
Claire smiled back. “Don’t worry,” she said, hugging him around his waist. “I just have to get the fruit tree saplings, then I’ll be right back. I wish Jeff would just stock them here, so that I didn’t have to go all the way to Forget Me Not Valley. But yeah, Vesta’s is a much more specialized shop, so I see why only she has them. And just think! We’re going to have all kinds of fruit growing around the farm, and trees take such little effort compared to crops.” She kissed him for the tenth time. “I love you! I’ll see you later.”
“I love you too,” Cliff said, grinning at her.
The long hike to Forget Me Not Valley wasn’t really that bad. It went rather quickly, as Claire thought about Cliff the whole time. It was so wonderful to be in love like this. She blushed and laughed at herself. They really were quite ridiculous. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and one hot and heavy impromptu makeout session on the bench in the town square when they thought no one was around had earned them some very stern looks and annoyed throat clearings from Mayor Thomas. They had just giggled and ran off, back to the farm.
Claire arrived at Vesta’s and pushed open the heavy wooden door. Vesta welcomed her warmly and they went out back to look through the saplings together. They chatted happily as Claire selected a peach, an apple, an orange, and three grape saplings, remembering that they were Cliff’s favorite fruit. Vesta bundled them up in two canvas bags, which Claire slung over her shoulder and headed back towards Mineral Town, smiling and waving back at Vesta.
As Claire got back into Mineral Town, she passed Gray on the path. He managed a smile at her (he was always so gloomy) and she stopped a moment to talk.
“Oh yeah, it’s Thursday, your day off,” Claire said. “What have you been up to?”
Gray sighed and mumbled. “It’s SUPPOSED to be my day off. Grandpa made me do some deliveries this morning. I had to go by your farmhouse, too.”
Claire frowned and thought. “I don’t have any tools in the shop right now, unless Cliff took something there.”
Gray stared at her. “Yeah, duh, it was Cliff’s order. And it wasn’t a tool, it was -” He broke off suddenly, realizing he had said too much. “Oh, um, yeah, he just brought a…tool…in and I looked at it. Well, I gotta go before my grandpa calls the police on me for being gone too long.” Gray mumbled to himself as he stalked off.
Claire stood in place for a moment, wondering. What was Gray acting so weird about? He had said Cliff ordered something that wasn’t a tool from them…but then he changed his story.
Claire finally shrugged it off, chalking it up to Gray’s general weirdness. She made her way back to the farmhouse and settled the canvas bags with the saplings in the tool shed, looking around and touching all the tools absentmindedly. She shook her head and walked up to the front door of the farmhouse.
When she opened the door, her eyes had to adjust to the dimmed lights inside. Candles were lit all over the house. Claire’s stomach flip flopped as she realized something was up. Cliff appeared suddenly from their bedroom.
His face lit up with happiness. “You’re home!” He rushed forward to embrace her, then kissed her over and over again.
Claire looked around. “Cliff, what is all this?”
Cliff suddenly looked nervous. He took her by the hand and guided her over to the couch, and they sat down together. “Claire, you make me so happy,” he began, stammering a little. “I’ve never felt so safe and comfortable in my entire life. I finally found a place I belong, and it’s with you.”
Claire started breathing faster, her heart pounding, as she realized what was happening.
Cliff slid off the couch and kneeled in front of her, grasping her hand with one of his, and holding a small ring in the other.
“Claire, will you marry me?” His beautiful blue eyes, gazed up at her, shimmering with excitement and worry.
Claire burst into joyful tears. “Oh, yes, Cliff, yes, I’ll marry you!”
Cliff sighed with relief and slid the ring onto her finger. Claire looked at it for a moment. It was a simple silver band, with a twinkling diamond in the center. “I got the materials for it in the mines, you know, that day when I took a really long time looking for bamboo shoots,” Cliff laughed a little. “Then I had Gray make it for me.”
Claire threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Cliff wrapped his arms tightly around her. He hoisted her up and carried her into the bedroom, where they made love.