A/N: The shortest thing I've ever submitted onto this site, but I guess I'll just make this fic into a series of drabbles if I ever write any more~
This is Darkspiritshipping from Haou's POV.
I lie in my grand bed, a single sheet covering me and my hair a mess across the silken pillows. The lethargy of recent sleep weighs down my body, and I can only turn my tired head to gaze blearily at my left arm. He has his own arm on top of mine. My slender fingers are kept warm by his touch, and as I stare, he shifts a little. I can see his honey-colored eyes flicker open for a second, and he sighs, smiles, and interlocks his fingers with mine.
I never understood these little gestures of his, but I am learning to appreciate them. They're unique; they're like nothing I've ever experienced before. To have another living being touch my bare skin… it's a new feeling that I still haven't quite gotten used to, as my arm tenses a little in defensive response to his touch. But soon it relaxes and I close my fingers around his, energy returning to me at his touch. I gather up my courage and give his hand a light squeeze.
This is when he opens his eyes once more and moves his body closer to mine. My first instinct is to move away; I'm bare, only a sheet protecting me. But I stop myself. I'm more drawn to him than I have been to any other person. I've already decided to let him into my shell, and there is no possibility of resisting at this point.
He leans in and kisses my hand softly, and the warmth from it spreads throughout my entire body, into my mind, into my heart.
