A short drabble written for MushyKylo for his birthday. Olette/Fuu. Don't like, don't read.
"Hand." Olette blinks and turns her head to look at the girl walking beside her. "What?"
"Hand." Fuu repeats, holding her own hand out to her side a little, in the smaller girl's direction, her eyes staring straight ahead.
Olette huffs a little. "I'm not a child. I can cross the street without holding your hand."
Fuu shakes her head, frowning at being misunderstood. "Hold." She insists, reaching a bit further out.
Olette pauses for a moment before she shifts her shopping bag to her other hand, freeing the one closer to Fuu. Then, hesitantly she places her hand in Fuu's slightly larger one. Fuu closes her fingers around it, her lips briefly twitching up in the corners. "Nice." She says, giving Olette's hand a little squeaze.
Olette can't help but give a little smile too. "Yeah. I guess it kinda is." She knows none of the guys are going to be very pleased when they find out. But sometimes girls just need to spend time with other girls.
