[ Haruka watches Michiru as she paints, the movements of her hands: graceful and fluid and natural, like the brush is an extension of her arm. even without being able to see what she's drawing, it's already impressive, though she doesn't voice that thought.
silence fills the air between them, but not uncomfortably so. the afternoon sun pouring in from the window behind her dyes the room a warm orange. it's... nice, but somehow makes Haruka feel a little restless. (no, definitely not nervous.) she never had a problem keeping still and quiet when she needed to, during long formal meals and tea ceremonies, but with Michiru, she finds that it suddenly becomes difficult.
because it feels like she knows her. she knows her warmth against her side, the force behind her fist when it connects with her stomach, the shadow her lashes cast over her eyes when she wants to say something but is stopping herself. but it feels like she still doesn't know anything about her, beyond the very outline of who she is. and while they're still able to take the time to relax like this, while it's still not too late, she wants to learn.
so yeah, Haruka's losing that game. ]
-- Hey.
[ she's making an effort not to move much beyond her mouth, at least. ]
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silence fills the air between them, but not uncomfortably so. the afternoon sun pouring in from the window behind her dyes the room a warm orange. it's... nice, but somehow makes Haruka feel a little restless. (no, definitely not nervous.) she never had a problem keeping still and quiet when she needed to, during long formal meals and tea ceremonies, but with Michiru, she finds that it suddenly becomes difficult.
because it feels like she knows her. she knows her warmth against her side, the force behind her fist when it connects with her stomach, the shadow her lashes cast over her eyes when she wants to say something but is stopping herself. but it feels like she still doesn't know anything about her, beyond the very outline of who she is. and while they're still able to take the time to relax like this, while it's still not too late, she wants to learn.
so yeah, Haruka's losing that game. ]
-- Hey.
[ she's making an effort not to move much beyond her mouth, at least. ]