#rasakuri

@pyrakanthaa

Rasa reached across the table for Kuri’s hand.

In the years that they’ve known each other, Rasa has learned to say much with his hands. But it was years folded into years before he could say ‘I love you,’ with a touch. With a light squeeze and a brush of his thumb.

He liked the idea of taking care of Kuri, on the days she opens herself up to it. Of letting her sit down knowing that he’s already placed the order— transactions tucked away so they could enjoy the quiet of each other. He knew what she liked, and what she would humor him enough to try.

“Under the mistletoe,” the waiter brought them two matching glasses, “this is our Malfy Rosa and vanilla vodka, with cranberries, lemon, rosemary— topped with blueberries.”

@mita-rashi

Like a vampire, Rasa waited patiently to be welcomed into the threshold. Someone mentioned to him that people appreciated spontaneity... and surprises. Neither of which he particularly liked but he had two tickets Joshua Castille in the Hunchback of Notre Dame and he could not keep this secret if he had to ask Kuri to pack an evening gown and a suitcase to another state.

Hence why he's reeling in a co-conspirator.

@revennir @spycaptain 

4x my muse swears it’s not a date, and the one time that’s definitely a date

1. Monday; walking at the edge of Black Water Lake. Kuri could read lips better than Rasa could sign— but he had insisted, and she might have found that charming. It was about half an hour into the conversation when they realized that their companions have, perhaps deliberately, fallen behind.

2. Winter; Hogsmeade. Rasa had been out with family that day and Kuri was looking at sweets with Sasori. They bumped into each other, said hello, made shy comments about the chocolate frogs being sweeter this time of year. But it was Sasori who bumped into Mayumi and set into motion the domino of introductions. In the end, Kuri was invited to join them for dinner and Sasori was nowhere to be seen.

3. Recess after third period; Divination room. Despite being enrolled in a school for witchcraft and wizardry, Rasa prefered to lean on the comfort of logic and cause and effect. Kuri thought he was just too stubborn to unlearn preconceived ideas about the subject. “Here, let me show you.” Suddenly, his hand was on hers, Kuri’s fingers tracing the lines at the palm of his hand. Rasa forgetting to breathe.

4. Three days before the exams; library. Kuri asked for help she didn’t really need from someone who hasn’t gone through that material in years. They pretended to study, and then pretended to study elsewhere. Somewhere more quiet.

some ask meme / @sunagakurenosato

Whelp.

That’s a new development in his personality. Or, a development new to her, because Kuri has never been foolish enough to think Rasa would only ever be pleasant to her.

She’s seen him on TV. Watched debates. Heard stories from Charis. Everyone has their bad days and everyone has a bad side -- it’s just that part of a relationship is getting through those bad parts together.

She takes a minute to consider what her options are with Rasa. She could get offended. That wouldn’t be too unreasonable of a response, but it’d be counterproductive, and somewhat self indulgent on her end.

She could snap, but again, it’d probably be counterproductive. His problem wouldn’t be solved and it’d only serve to add more stress.

She could ignore it, but she doesn’t want to create a pattern where he somehow forgets what what he says is hurtful.

“Okay,” she says, her voice as calm as she can manage. She doesn’t like conflict. “I’ll just take it back then.” 

Which she does, holding the full mug in her hands, looking around the room dumbly before letting out a sigh. She wasn’t really in the mood for tea but it seems now she has a cup all to herself.