@sungodofdarkness
Sigh.
Crow finally dared to tug at the bow around his neck--he could only assume it had been Yaiba’s doing--and let it lazily fall free. Whatever all that was, it was done, leaving everything quiet... too quiet, almost.
“Yai, Aion...”
That was all the prompting Crow gave before he shifted, just enough to reach for Aion’s free hand. Though his own fingers probably shook, it didn’t stop him from carefully lacing them between the lion’s. Nervous as he still was about it, he had to admit, it felt nice...
“I, uh... y’know,” he could feel the heat in his face already; it was no wonder he locked his eyes onto his own feet, “was hopin’ I could make tonight special for ya...”
“The guys kinda got to it first.” He laughed, weakly. Ultimately it had worked out well enough, though. Either way, he shook his head, as if to dismiss the thought. Too late to be mad now. Besides, he already had something in mind.
“Ramen place, on me. Whaddya say?”
