Sohalia
Why such a small gesture could have such a big impact, Soh would never understand, even when she considered her actions later with a certain modicum of cringe. And yet a large impact it was, for just as Koa's heart beat thunderously, so, too, did Soh's as she placed a chaste kiss on Koa's 'wounded' finger. And if her lips happened to linger for longer than strictly necessary, well, she could always blame it on the alcohol.
In other words, it was Koa's own fault. He'd picked the drinks.
The clearing of a throat nearly made Soh jump, and she pulled her hand away as though caught doing something wrong, looking sheepish and unable to quite meet Val's eyes as the waitress returned to ask if they wanted food. Soh returned to petting Pip, sure that that was the safer course of action. "Do you want anything?" she asked Koa, heat in her cheeks. She wasn't particularly hungry - the butterflies in her stomach saw to that - but if he wanted something, she'd be happy to share.
In other words, it was Koa's own fault. He'd picked the drinks.
The clearing of a throat nearly made Soh jump, and she pulled her hand away as though caught doing something wrong, looking sheepish and unable to quite meet Val's eyes as the waitress returned to ask if they wanted food. Soh returned to petting Pip, sure that that was the safer course of action. "Do you want anything?" she asked Koa, heat in her cheeks. She wasn't particularly hungry - the butterflies in her stomach saw to that - but if he wanted something, she'd be happy to share.
these aching memories still dance around me
