#niten

Scatty: I mean you don't have to

Aoife (still giving heart eyes to Niten): No, no, I'm going to

Pairing: Aoife/Niten (plus cameos of sinf characters)

Summary: When Niten searched for an employee for his small tea shop, he had been hoping for a well-mannered, warm individual with great social skills. Someone who would fit into the calm, serene atmosphere of his shop and perhaps even bring in some cheerful energy he never quite possessed himself.

That dream was still that, a dream.

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Aoife finds out that Niten didn't have the heart to tell her she missed his birthday by a month.

Fandom: SINF

Rating: General Audiences

Pairing: Aoife / Niten

Aoife/Niten

Niten POV as Aoife feels down about her and Scatty’s separation

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“Are you distracted?” Niten asked with a worried tone in his voice. Aoife and he had been training for less than an hour and her performance had been unusually lacking. “Is something the matter?”

Aoife exhaled and averted her eyes, dropping the sword she’d been clutching.

“It’s nothing.”

Niten raised his eyebrows and wondered whether he should press the issue or give her some space.

“Let me know if you want to talk about it.”

Niten busied himself with packing away their weapons. Aoife tentatively turned to watch him while trying to gather the right words.

“It’s my sister – I am wondering if she ever… thinks of me. If she misses me the way I miss her.”

Niten looked up at her words and saw a flicker of red in the eyes he adored so dearly. He knew Aoife cried blood but tears came to her so rarely that the sight was jarring.

Was it wise to reassure her when, in fact, he had no idea how Scathach felt about her twin? Did she want to hear comforting words or was this one of those times when she just needed him to listen?

Taking a few steps to remove the distance between them, he raised his hand to let it rest on Aoife’s shoulder.

Her eyes met his as he softly spoke, “Maybe she’s wondering the same about you.”

Aoife grimaced and blinked which sent a blood-red tear rolling down her cheek. Quickly, her hand shot up to wipe it away. She exhaled before meeting his gaze.

“We used to do everything together. We were always there for each other. I sometimes can’t believe we lost that.”

Niten gave her shoulder a light squeeze and nodded understandingly. He didn’t feel like there was anything to say which would alleviate her worry but he was ready to physically be there for her.

A tiny smile formed on her lips “At least I’ve got you though.”

Niten blinked in surprise and felt a blush creep up into his cheeks. It was incredibly rare for Aoife to speak about her feelings at all, let alone with tenderness.

“Always,” he blurted out a little too quickly. “After all, you’re my… uh... best friend” He cringed as he heard the words come out of his mouth. He really needed to tell her how he actually felt but definitely not today. And definitely not at a time when she was feeling sad.

Aoife tilted her head to one side and softly chuckled before turning away. Her face showed no signs of the fact that she’d been close to tears only moments ago. She swiftly bent down to grab hold of the sword she’d cast aside, the tender moment between them gone.

She nodded towards the bag in which he’d placed his swords and threw her own sword from one hand to the next.

I decided to draw Aoife and Niten sparring, because that is something that I know well (my brown belt in karate is finally paying off, lol). Hope you like it!