Hands
Summary: Whenever he held her hands, he always seemed to notice how delicate and small they seemed in comparison to his, yet somehow they fit perfectly together; almost as if they were made for each other. TomoNagi Drabble!
A/N: This is a very short drabble I came up while I waited in the backseat of my parent's car; trying to ignore the throbbing headache I was going through. As always, don't hesitate to point out mistakes, and feel free to make suggestions. ^_^ Please Enjoy!
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For some odd, unimaginable reason, Tomoya always seemed to find comfort holding Nagisa's warm, fragile hands. Just with the mere thought sent him a certain relaxing and calming feeling.
Her hands were so much smaller than his in comparison; much softer and lighter. They felt so delicate, and fragile in his grasp.
His hands were strong, rugged and much larger; making them completely different; yet somehow, they fit perfectly; almost as if they were made for each other.
Whenever they're hands intertwined, the hollow and empty feeling in his stomach disappeared; and he felt complete. Something he hadn't felt since his mother passed away, and his family gradually fell apart.
The feeling that she sent off was one that you could only feel when holding the hand of the person you most cherish, and care about.
The feeling is unexplainable;
it is a feeling that only she could manifest in him.
A feeling he'd never forget.
A feeling that he feared he could never live without.
A feeling he would always hold on to.
A/N: Very short & Sappy! I know! But I didn't want this story to drag on so I only wrote what I felt was necessary (Besides, it was the only thing I could think of, at the time). As I mentioned before, this story worked as a pain reliever. I just wanted to distract myself, so obviously it'll have many errors and won't be very good. So please forgive me for spelling and grammar mistakes, or anything else you might find! Please review and tell me what you think. Good or bad, I'd really like to hear it ^_^