An Excuse for A-Who? Thread 5 Moral !1d4WGijdSc 2017/02/22 (Wed) 04:59 No. 64513 [Reply] ▼
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“Let me see your hand for a second.”
“Sure,” says Momiji, obediently raising her hand up. “What’s up?”
Wordlessly, you grab it. Momiji patiently awaits your next move, but you merely lower your head in embarrassment and interlock your fingers with hers.
“Gallagher,” Momiji says, a hitch of curbed delight in her voice. “Did you... did you want to hold hands?”
“I just thought that this was the most appropriate course of action to show you how I feel. And I didn’t want to leave any room for doubt. Obviously, if I had to say anything, knowing me, I’d just stumble over my words for five minutes straight because I’m no particular expert on articulating my emotions.”
“And you say that you aren’t affectionate?”
Then a lot of things. Many different things, though you’re unable to piece together the proper words for it. But screw proper, you have just enough to tell her what you mean. “You’re important to me. A whole lot.”
“Well.” Momiji lifts your hand up with hers and, with a gentle touch, she brings it to her cheek. The wolf prompts you to caress her—a request you easily comply with. She breathes out a contented sigh as you stroke her cheek. “If, for some odd reason you didn’t already know, you’re very important to me too.”
“We should go.”
“Yeah. We should.”
So you do, and so she does. The walk to the apartment takes about twice as long as it usually does, but you sure as hell don’t mind. It’s spring, and it’s the nasty
kind of spring, but here you are, ambling along the streets hand-in-hand with a wolf tengu, wearing the stupidest
fucking grin you could possibly make.
She squeezes your hand, does a little bashful smile, and all of a sudden, you’re about half a measure from kissing the dumb girl. But you restrain yourself. Just barely, but you do.
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