but mika-chan's birthday is coming up soon, and even though mika has no reason nor the money to get extravagant things, that's certainly enough reason for her to splurge money on one of her dearest friends.
it's the holidays, after all. it's the season for giving, and this is just one way to show it.
they're on the way to a sweet shop when the mistletoe strikes. the mistletoe, with the tiny bells and strung up all on odd sections of the pathway as part of the decorations, isn't completely unwelcome, but it's a surprise that she should have seen coming, nonetheless, with the whole christmas spirit, and all. it doesn't take an expert to read mika's body language, how uncomfortable he looks at the prospect of the mistletoe, and arashi's about to reassure him that it's fine, they don't have to kiss if mika doesn't want to, she understands, because as obnoxious as arashi can be sometimes about physical affection, especially with izumi and leo and the rest of knights, she's never been unintentionally cruel enough to subject anyone to anything that's way out of their comfort zone.
she doesn't get to, though, because her eyes widen for a moment, caught completely off guard - that's the part that she's not quite expecting, and that's the thing that makes everything that has happened over the past few months kind of just.
click.
in her head, and-- ]
Oh, Mika-chan. [ arashi isn't that much taller than mika is, so it's easy to maintain eye contact, even as she takes a step closer, closes the gap between them, and there's a moment before her hand rests on mika's, pushing it down gently so that the lower half of his face isn't obscured by the teddy bear. ] I don't, I-- I'd just never thought you'd ask.
[ mika's right, though. she's always preferred the thrill of the chase, the way everything falls into place on her own terms, the exhilaration that comes with knowing that she's finally been able to obtain her objective, the target of her affections. but this is mika-chan, who'd once found arashi intimidating and scary, who's become one of her closest friends, who gave her a bouquet of flowers on white day, and--
(it's a whole different kind of exhilaration that comes with it, she muses, the way her heart kind of tightens in her chest for a brief moment because she's not sure why she didn't see it before)
--it's why she tilts her head down a little, her fingers closing around mika's arm to hold onto him, leans in to kiss the corner of mika's lips. it's nothing like the playful kisses she uses to needle izumi, no, this is soft, a little bit more gentle, and while she clearly knows what she's doing, it's also a little bit more tentative, because the last thing that arashi wants to do is to spook mika. ]
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but mika-chan's birthday is coming up soon, and even though mika has no reason nor the money to get extravagant things, that's certainly enough reason for her to splurge money on one of her dearest friends.
it's the holidays, after all. it's the season for giving, and this is just one way to show it.
they're on the way to a sweet shop when the mistletoe strikes. the mistletoe, with the tiny bells and strung up all on odd sections of the pathway as part of the decorations, isn't completely unwelcome, but it's a surprise that she should have seen coming, nonetheless, with the whole christmas spirit, and all. it doesn't take an expert to read mika's body language, how uncomfortable he looks at the prospect of the mistletoe, and arashi's about to reassure him that it's fine, they don't have to kiss if mika doesn't want to, she understands, because as obnoxious as arashi can be sometimes about physical affection, especially with izumi and leo and the rest of knights, she's never been unintentionally cruel enough to subject anyone to anything that's way out of their comfort zone.
she doesn't get to, though, because her eyes widen for a moment, caught completely off guard - that's the part that she's not quite expecting, and that's the thing that makes everything that has happened over the past few months kind of just.
click.
in her head, and-- ]
Oh, Mika-chan. [ arashi isn't that much taller than mika is, so it's easy to maintain eye contact, even as she takes a step closer, closes the gap between them, and there's a moment before her hand rests on mika's, pushing it down gently so that the lower half of his face isn't obscured by the teddy bear. ] I don't, I-- I'd just never thought you'd ask.
[ mika's right, though. she's always preferred the thrill of the chase, the way everything falls into place on her own terms, the exhilaration that comes with knowing that she's finally been able to obtain her objective, the target of her affections. but this is mika-chan, who'd once found arashi intimidating and scary, who's become one of her closest friends, who gave her a bouquet of flowers on white day, and--
(it's a whole different kind of exhilaration that comes with it, she muses, the way her heart kind of tightens in her chest for a brief moment because she's not sure why she didn't see it before)
--it's why she tilts her head down a little, her fingers closing around mika's arm to hold onto him, leans in to kiss the corner of mika's lips. it's nothing like the playful kisses she uses to needle izumi, no, this is soft, a little bit more gentle, and while she clearly knows what she's doing, it's also a little bit more tentative, because the last thing that arashi wants to do is to spook mika. ]