Ship Bias || accepting

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Curious, Terra stared down at the boy grabbing at his ankle.

Naminé wasn’t sure why she did it, but it was something that had just felt right? It was as if her body went on autopilot and moved without so much as another thought. It wasn’t out of the ordinary that she just did or say what she thought was right in that moment. Even if it flustered a few people the first couple of times she did it. No longer was she going to be sitting around and letting people decide things for her, she had a voice and she was going to use it.

That still didn’t explain what had possessed her to kiss Roxas. She had been quietly drawing while he seemingly fixed something on his skateboard. Every now and then she would catch his nose scrunched up in the cutest way as he concentrated on whatever task was in front of him. Sometimes his hair would get in his face and he would move it out of the way before getting back to it. It had been so much of a distraction that her drawings had ceased in favor of just watching him.

Without even realizing it, she had leaned closer to him. “Roxas…?” It didn’t seem she got much of an acknowledgement outside of a hum. Still, Naminé placed a soft kiss on his lips. It wasn’t long, but it was enough to get his face to leave it’s previously scrunched up position. It was nowhere near a perfect kiss, but it was one that she could say was enjoyable for the short time it lasted. She leaned away after a bit, feeling her cheeks grow slightly warm. That didn’t stop her smile from growing.

She wasn’t sure if he had been staring at her now or not. Seeing as she went back to her drawings almost immediately after. Sometimes she was a mystery to even herself.

16. when one person’s face is scrunched up, and the other one kisses their lips/nose/forehead