baptism by fire

rip natatat

she memed as she died

{ NATALIE }:

[🌟] The sound of their heartbeat, somehow or another, was comforting to her. It was strange for her to be near them, or to be affectionate– though, was it really? She did love them, after all; showing it was another thing entirely, though.

“It’s alright. I’ll get over it– though sticky skin is kinda gross.”

[🌟] Kind of was an understatement; it was extremely gross. Not like she minded, though, considering she liked being near them.

     It’s still adorable to them, though. Everything she does is in some shape or form CUTE.

     Having her be this openly affectionate is new, though, and they just respond by patting her head, letting out a small laugh.

         “You can take a shower if you want to, you know. No one is keeping you in sweaty clothes.”

[🌟] It wasn’t that she didn’t see a need to take a shower-- they were clearly in the right with saying that she was sweaty; was it that noticeable? Though, she was too comfortable laying against them, her hands only further grappling at them.

“I would, but I’m lazy. Can’t we take a bath or something?”

{ NATALIE }:

[🌟] Arms embrace them, fingers fervently grasping at their bare skin, face buried against their side. The heat caused her skin to stick against their own, body wrapping around them much like a koala would.

“It’s really hot…”

[🌟] Possibly hotter than usual due to the fact that she refused to peel herself away from them, though that was her own fault; she was always quite clingy.

     It’s a bit amusing to them, her reaction to heat, but they shake their head, gently patting her back, kissing the crown of her head – how ADORABLE.

         “Is it, now? I’m sorry, it’s usually this kind of weather.”

     They obviously don’t feel SORRY in the least, but they’ll feign it. She can’t see their smiling face, after all – it’s rare that she gets this close to them.

[🌟] The sound of their heartbeat, somehow or another, was comforting to her. It was strange for her to be near them, or to be affectionate-- though, was it really? She did love them, after all; showing it was another thing entirely, though.

“It’s alright. I’ll get over it-- though sticky skin is kinda gross.”

“It’s really hot...”

[🌟] Clearly, there was something awry. The scent of something sweet hit her nose, and her eyes quietly scanned the living area, only to spot… A box, wrapped with a small bow atop it, and a cake, frosted with care. …Where did those come from? She walks over, noting the tag on the present– Shintaro. So… He had remembered her birthday; how sweet. 

“…Thank you, Shin!”

nats birthday and my birthday is in 2 days (friday)

[🌟] There’s a pause, then she frowns, flopping onto her side with a huff.