C'mon. You know damn well what I meant. Of course I have been.
[ He just...really didn't think about it turning into a real "promise" up until now. Something that he genuinely felt like committing to now. Especially when she made it all the more convincing when he had an angel from on high above him when she stops pouting and holds out her fist. Pinky out. Blinking with a fleck of surprise on his face, it hardly lasts long before he's breathing out in sheer contentment. But instead of saying anything off the jump, he holds his fist up and slides his pinky around hers in a gentle hook. All so that he can keep her close as he leans up just enough to kiss her on the lips, their pinkies crossed and their first true shared "promise" made.
And one that Ragna damn well intended to keep for as long as they had their time together. For as long as they would continue to remember one another. Her lips taste so sweet, so soft and cool. Inviting in the face of his warmth. So much so that he goes back for a shorter, second one before he lets his head bump down on the soft grass, mismatched eyes open solely for her as he finds himself keen on watching an entirely different view.
A far better one. ]
There. [ A beat. ] Your first one.
[ Looks like she got to make a promise after all. ]
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[ He just...really didn't think about it turning into a real "promise" up until now. Something that he genuinely felt like committing to now. Especially when she made it all the more convincing when he had an angel from on high above him when she stops pouting and holds out her fist. Pinky out. Blinking with a fleck of surprise on his face, it hardly lasts long before he's breathing out in sheer contentment. But instead of saying anything off the jump, he holds his fist up and slides his pinky around hers in a gentle hook. All so that he can keep her close as he leans up just enough to kiss her on the lips, their pinkies crossed and their first true shared "promise" made.
And one that Ragna damn well intended to keep for as long as they had their time together. For as long as they would continue to remember one another. Her lips taste so sweet, so soft and cool. Inviting in the face of his warmth. So much so that he goes back for a shorter, second one before he lets his head bump down on the soft grass, mismatched eyes open solely for her as he finds himself keen on watching an entirely different view.
A far better one. ]
There. [ A beat. ] Your first one.
[ Looks like she got to make a promise after all. ]