Viridity - (n.) naive innocence
“Hey Asahi-San, can I.. see your hand?”
Asahi looked down at you with rosy cheeks. You took him off guard, it had been so quiet for the two of you previously as he walked you home after practice. The two of you walked side by side in the cool evening air and he was now standing there... pink cheeks and his brow quirked, confused at your sudden request but nevertheless giving you what you wanted, you had him so whipped for you without even knowing. “Of course you can (y/n).”
He smiles softly once he catches his composure and lifts his larger hand in front of you, still confused but not questioning you as you smile up at him and line up your much smaller hands against his massive ones. “E-eh? (y/n) w-what’re you doing?!” You giggled at how his once calm stature was taken from him so easily once you so much as touched his hand with yours. “I’m comparing the sizes! You’re so much bigger than me, I wanted to see the difference in size of our hands too! I can’t believe my fingers are so short...” you pouted and looked down a bit disappointed.
You knew you were already small, and of course Asahi was bigger than you but this only made you realize how tiny you really were. Asahi glanced down at you and that soft angelic smile made it’s way back onto his handsome face. “So pretty...”
It was barely above a whisper gentle and soft. He was pretty sure you hadn’t heard it as you stood there holding your tiny fingers up to your face examining them one by one with a pouty distraught look on your face. You looked so innocent like this so naive to the world around you, so focused on your small digits and concentrated. You didn’t notice the love in the bigger mans eyes as he just smiled softly and watched you for a moment. He knew he was staring but he didn’t really care at this moment in time. He just wanted to let you do what you do that makes him so shamelessly in love with you over and over.
Standing there, in pure viridity.