by now we know, the wave is on its way to be
Note: sooo this is my first time posting anything oc x canon....heh.... I have been shipping them for nearly 2 years and I have been secretive for so long, and now I feel like being free! Himari is my demon oc btw hehehhehhh (if you need lore about her, I can def provide that) >:] ohh also the title is referenced to a lyric from the song Wave by Antônio Carlos Jobim and Frank Sinatra :P
"Himari, over here! You must try this!"
Douma shot a hand into the air, waving to catch her attention, sensing she might've passed by the open doorway.
He was sat on his purple beanbag chair. A hookah sat centimeters away. The metal hose was carefully clutched around his fingers, as his eyes anticipated for the other demon's presence to fill the empty room, that was usually occupied by miserable followers; subconsciously hoping for some vibrancy.
And who else did he knew was able to do that? No other than Himari of course, as she now gracefully walked in, a little smile tugged on the corners of her lips. Her striking, yet soft maroon eyes glinted towards Douma's, letting him know she's truly here, not because it's visually obvious, but as a non verbal reminder she's looking forward to have their personalities bond over whatever he planned, checking out the singular hookah infront of him.
Douma emits an excited noise, which shifted into what sounded between a sigh and chuckle.
Himari, reminiscent of a flower petal, fluttered down to the vacant space beside him.
The seat was only meant for one person to make theirselves comfortable, but it sure was quite enough for two, even if it meant less space on the edges. She adjusts herself next to him, both giving him some room and closeness, finding the snug between them despite having their shoulders almost touching. As she did so, it seemed like Douma's giggling was nonstop, guessing he was just comfortable and giddy having her beside him.
"Yay!" he piped, sounding both childish and sincere, which had Himari stifle a laugh with usual slight exasperation and affection.
"Hey, I was looking for you! I think you should try this!" he blurted out right after their faces met, turning over to place the hookah precisely infront of their shared space. Himari watched, finding herself adoringly amused from how excited he seems, as he took a moment to wipe the mouthpiece with the purple fabric of his cloak.
"Here," he says. She reached out and carefully took the hose from him, wrapping it in her fingers.
"And then—yes! There you go!" he chirped, watching her place the mouthpiece between her lips, giving him a playful smile in return.
"Ok, now, just breathe in—"
Himari sighs, tenderly annoyed by his helpful nagging.
Rolling her eyes adoringly, she inhales; tasting the tobacco flavoured air in one second. It was foreign, quite unpleasant, knowing it was her first time testing such a flavour, but seeing Douma's rainbow eyes swell with gleeful anticipation pulled on her heartstrings, bit by bit. He looked like a proud little boy, after showing a friend something pleasant to him.
Right after, she exhales gracefully, letting the smoke vapour fill the space between them. The aftertaste of the tobacco still caught in her throat, attempting to cough it away as discreetly as she could. It surely was quite nasty, despite finding the breathing aspect relaxing — all the while feeling the other demon patting and rubbing on her back as she coughed the last bit of smoke out.
"It sure is like that for the first time. Are you ok?"
How gentlemanly, as he giggled in both polite concern and amusement. Himari says nothing but flash him a smitten look, offering the hose to him. He quickly wipes it again before setting it on his lips, inhaling deeply.
Himari wonders; how a past time activity like this means to him. It seems like he's been used to it for a long time, looking relaxed as usual when he gently breathes out a cloud of tobacco vapour, sighing in a seemingly delightful manner afterwards.
A moment of silence blends in with the smoke surrounding the air as Himari finds herself quite amazed by the other demon's resistance to coughing. Marvellous, she thought, smirking lightly.
The silence was smoothly dismissed by the demon clearing his throat quietly, patting on his own chest as he settled the handle on the floor. Before Himari can put her hand on his back to help him, Douma immediately picks it up again, lending it to her.
She lightly raises an eyebrow in bewilderment, an urge to giggle seeps in but seamed it with a smile; closely watching his curious expression before inhaling smoke. Closing her eyes, she visualized herself afloat with the tobacco flavoured air in her body, concentrating to find relief as she inhaled, determined not to exhale abruptly. A few seconds in felt like she was at least able to transcend whilst breathing in, briefly forgetting the foreign taste of tobacco.
It sure was horrible nonetheless, slightly turning over to see Douma with a cute grin planted on his entire face. She sighed, amused as usual, inhaling more of the tobacco vapour while doing so, still putting in the effort to suppress the aftertaste.
Mischief flashed her mind, and without a warning, she puffed the vapour of tobacco on his face, like a sudden gentle breeze. She hears him yelp, followed by coughing and wheezing — both from laughter and the intrusion of smoke.
"D'aww why did you have to do that for?" he squeaked, losing himself in another fit of laughing as he waved the smoke away.
"Felt like it," she only says, with a sassy grin, stifling her laugh.
Douma lets out an amused sigh, shaking his head.
Upon such an expression, she lightly shook her head, both smiling and rolling her eyes over his silly pout.
Douma discreetly glances over her for a moment; a sudden yet cloudy instinct to hold her closer emerges. Why did he want to hold her for? Well that's easy to guess! To make her feel comfortable without having to ask it! But.... what else could it mean? She harbours a radiating warmth whenever she's around, and it sure was pleasant. But closer? He wonders how that would feel like now that they were close in proximity, appreciating her for spending time with him.
Without any rush, he now delicately extends his arm, noting how the fabric of his sleeve glides along the upper back of her kimono. In awe, a smile immediately lit up his face, fawning over how close it felt.
He notices Himari turning her head toward his arm, caught off guard before quickly putting on a sweet smile. She feels a familiar ripple of warmth from his hand, clutching onto her outer shoulder, encouraging them closer. All the while, he carefully watched her for any discomfort. But all he was shown was pure tenderness. He must've made her genuinely happy, feeling her body naturally lean onto him. As a response, he did the same. How comfy!
"Hey!" He chirped above a whisper, followed by a giggle.
"Hey," she followed up in a much softer tone, watching her smile grow a millimeter. Her hand ventures for the handle, placing the mouthpiece between her lips. This time she didn't hesitate, still disliking the tobacco flavour, managing to inhale, only focusing on breathing. As she exhales gracefully, not puffing directly on the other demon's face, she offers him the handle in which he takes with glee.
His fingers decided to playfully tap on her shoulder as he inhales, and after a moment, exhales. Himari lets him do his own thing, deciding to bring her fingers up and gently squeezing his, emitting a hum from him. How ordinary.
With no rush, he turns his head, only by a quarter, to face her. After a short pause, scanning her once again, he relaxes his forehead against hers, delighted with the sudden spark of her warm skin, which he thought tickled. How wonderful isn't she? Now feeling her tilt her head slightly to the side. She huffed out a giggle, allowing more comfort between them, seemingly delighted as he is.
Fluttering his eyes shut, his face lit up with a cute smile. There was nothing else to say or think about so he only let out another signature giggle, surely enough to indicate how comfortable he must've felt. Just by being this close with the other demon, who smiled at him in return.
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