send š to just grab my muse & kiss them!
ā it was anotherĀ kind of thoseĀ days: sitting around with your favorite company (in her case, she hadnāt mind who it was that was accompanying her). today would be with kamukura-kun, which had been so sudden yesterday evening when she had been invited to spend time together for this afternoon. nanami was not necessarily new to having friends, so when it came to chilling out she would have been the first to ask so boldly without knowing how many people would āchicken outā⦠whatever that meant.Ā
but here she was, the gamer in her usual status quo of a position where she would be playing video games. todayās video game of the day was KIRBY: and you can hear the fountain of dreams play on her electronic with itās soft melody. from her periferal vision, she can see her friend leaning over to watch her. the aura coming from kamukura-kun made it seem as if he was actually checking that she was distracted by her game⦠well, of course she was.
nanami hadĀ to take a break. if she did not, the game would lure her into an engrossed marathon of kirby. sheās played this game before, many timesĀ actually. today seemed like a good day to restart the game. nanami was halfway done.Ā
her head turns with her dull-rose-pink locks that fall gently on her cheeks. she is smiling at him. kamukura-kun will always be expressionless, however; she was giving a reassurance that all was well. her soft voice mumbles:
Ā Ā Ā ā i am happyĀ that you are here.ā
what happened next really surprised nanami: his strong hands turned into the softest hands she had ever been around with āĀ fragile and petite hands were dominated by bigger ones. she had not even known that she, herself, was blushing. she felt warm, but had no idea what this feeling was. a new emotion ? a new situation ? what could she call this ?Ā
he was looking deep into her own translucent-tainted pink irises. there were a few time she blinked and stood immensely still as the pink girl had felt partial warmness leave one side of her hand that had then grabbed her chin.she was confused, what was he doing ?Ā what do you do in this situationā¦
her heartĀ was fluttering. her cheeks turned into a red shade which had not only added to the sweetness of her scent, but created her skin to be strawberry-cream.Ā the next thing she had known was that her lips had been taken over by a warmer kind. the kiss lasted for a minute or so. she wasnāt sure if she was supposed to breathe and was getting light headed from not. nanamiās small hand grabs both her own shirt and kamukura-kunās for balance support.
it was nice to see that kamukura had more than just one feeling other than his constant pokerface. nanami analyzes his cheeks: they are as red as his own eyes. finally they have departed, and she was left speechless. you could say she wasnāt sleepy anymore.