Hotaru
Holding back on a date is not something she has ever had to consider doing before, much less put into practice, so she is rather taken aback by how hard it is. They've met three times now and each has gone fantastically well, so the rather jaded and touch-starved part of Ru's brain can't help but grit its teeth and complain over the fact they haven't taken things farther. Still, she respects that they are quite similar in many ways, but not this one. His boundaries are what keep her from indulging in the intensity that his eyes promise.
Pleased by his compliment like a preening bird, Hotaru shakes her hair back in a waterfall of gold that is all the deeper as they sit in the midst of golden hour, clearly pleased. "Why thank you," she purrs, though her amusement is clear in the crinkle of her eyes. "Though I did tell you you'd have to discover them yourself. Are you pleased with the pace so far?" Considering how swiftly he has come to know those little secrets, Hotaru is rather impressed on her end.
Grateful that he does not linger on the harder admissions they've both made, Hotaru makes an 'ooooh' of intrigue and considers her response. "Pink or orange I'd say. I like far more shades of pink than orange, so perhaps that?" Both were not only beautiful and always apparent in sunsets - thus her love of them - but both looked great on her skin, and as a seamstress that definitely sways her opinion. "What is yours? And what is your favorite drink?" Something equally easy and harmless in return.
Pleased by his compliment like a preening bird, Hotaru shakes her hair back in a waterfall of gold that is all the deeper as they sit in the midst of golden hour, clearly pleased. "Why thank you," she purrs, though her amusement is clear in the crinkle of her eyes. "Though I did tell you you'd have to discover them yourself. Are you pleased with the pace so far?" Considering how swiftly he has come to know those little secrets, Hotaru is rather impressed on her end.
Grateful that he does not linger on the harder admissions they've both made, Hotaru makes an 'ooooh' of intrigue and considers her response. "Pink or orange I'd say. I like far more shades of pink than orange, so perhaps that?" Both were not only beautiful and always apparent in sunsets - thus her love of them - but both looked great on her skin, and as a seamstress that definitely sways her opinion. "What is yours? And what is your favorite drink?" Something equally easy and harmless in return.
Now you can quit, you can cave in
but just know you're not beyond saving
but just know you're not beyond saving
