Prompt: Imagine our OTP comparing hand sizes.
Hands
This warmth, this hand
Right here, right now
is what secures my every thought.
"What are you doing?"
Shiki paused, glancing up briefly before turning his down again.
"Rima's hands are so small." Shiki shrugged a shoulder. He slowly traced the lines along her palm, her fingers twitching whenever it tickled.
Rima leaned back against the pillow on the couch and watched him. Shiki always had an expression that was half serious and half indifferent. Now, though, it was all consent ration with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
He traced along her fingers, back down her palm and along her wrist. He movements hesitated for a moment when he felt her pulse. He turned her hand over and frowned.
"What?"
"It's just hard to picture something strong like lightning coming from something so small." Rima raised a brow at the blunt reply.
"Want me to make it easier to see then?" She pulled her hand back, but he held on. Shiki leaned forward a bit, pulling her hand closer to rest it against his cheek.
"Warm..." He said with a sigh, his eyes closing. His thumb was brushing the back of her hand. Rima closed her eyes, taking in the soothing motion.
It felt like a long time since the two of them could relax like this. So much has happened in so little time that it finally felt like things were falling into place. At least, as much as possible.
"Rima." She opened her eyes to see him watching her. She could of sworn she saw a light blush spreading over his cheeks.
"Hm?"
"I love you."
Rima's eyes widened, as they always whenever he told her. She pulled her hand back, making sure to hold his, too. She repeated his earlier actions, tracing along his palm before holding it to her lips.
"Yeah," She whispered against his skin. "I love you, too."
A/N:Got in a shima mood earlier so did a quick prompt.