A/N: I decided to do this challenge because I'd thought it be a fun and would actually make me work hard to write every single day. So yeah. Also because I'm stupid.
Day 1- Holding Hands
At first he is hesitant. He's eleven and she's twelve and he has never really held a girl's hand before. But it's necessary so he makes sure to roll his eyes and huff heavily before grasping her small hand in his.
He's glad she wears gloves so she can't feel how sweaty his palms are (he can't mess this up, he can't go back).
A year later he's no longer hesitant. He has gotten over the fact that his meister is a girl and he can ignore Star's teasing about having a crush on the violent blonde. She's his best friend, how can he not be comfortable with her? Her hand is still tiny but it's warm and strong in his.
His palms aren't sweaty but he's still glad she wears gloves because girls in general are kinda gross, even if this particular girl is pretty cool. Not that he will tell her that.
Two years later, he's fourteen and she's fifteen. Suddenly she has curves and his heart flutters every time she smiles softly at him. Star no longer teases him about crushing on her (he has no room to talk, what with the way he looks at Tsubaki). He has growth spurts and her hand is suddenly so much smaller, she is so much smaller.
He can reach for her hand outside of battle and feel her bare palm against his. He's thankful she never says anything about his sweaty palms (his heart thunders in his chest when he realizes hers are just as sweaty).
Another year later he isn't just holding her hand but he's holding her. She fits right against him perfectly and he can almost forget they aren't actually dating. He's fifteen and he can't ignore the fact that she's sixteen and beautiful, can't ignore the fact that the warmth blooming in his chest is a love that burns so strong it should scare him. But it doesn't.
He can reach for her hand fearlessly and delights in the feel of her bare skin against his.
Six months later, just after he turns sixteen, after the Eibon debacle, she's tiny under him, warm and loving and all his.
She grabs his hand as he moves above her and the feel of her fingers digging into the back of his hand as she holds onto him as tight as she can is what gets him. It's embarrassing (Star will never hear of this) but it's warm and satisfying and as she strokes his hair back she still holds his hand.
Four years later he holds his hand out for her without hesitation as she steps up to the altar, dressed in white and nearly in tears she's so happy. If he weren't so focused on her he would see Spirit crying in the first row, his brother standing behind him with Star and Kilik as his groomsmen, Tsubaki and the Thompsons behind Maka as her bride's maids, their families and friends spread across the church pews.
Her hand is as warm and strong in his as it was when they first met and as they turn to Kid to begin the ceremony, he knows that this is where he's meant to be.