Oddity #2: Sweaty Palms


((Point of View: Gin))

[Gin's Pronouns: Her/She]


Gin knew it was risky. Too risky.

But she did it anyway.

Moments prior, she was in the park, walking side-by-side with Yayoi. The girl wanted to bring her to the Red Brick Warehouse to buy some clothes for her personal indulgence. Gin was never the type to go shopping with friends (does she have friends, even?) but she's willing to make an exception for Yayoi. To be honest, Gin's noticed that starting to spoil the blonde girl with all these exceptions. Yayoi just doesn't realize it.

On the way to the said building, the younger Akutagawa had an urge. Not the 'urge to go to the bathroom' or the 'urge to just kill everyone in the place'.

It was a new kind of impulse.

She concluded that maybe it's the cherry blossom petals floating on the air. Maybe it's Yayoi's new perfume that smelled of vanilla and blue chamomile. Maybe it's her smooth golden locks that swayed with the movement of the wind. Maybe it's the way her eyes sparkled as she told Gin about the dress she saw in the mall.

She did it.

Gin, with her cold hands, held Yayoi's.

The blonde girl was taken aback by the action. She blinked at her friend, confused at the sudden act. Rejected, Gin was about to take her hand back when she felt Yayoi intertwine their fingers together with a smile. It was her first time holding hands, intertwined and all, while walking with someone other than her brother.

The raven-haired girl's heart did a somersault. She felt as if her cold hands were melting by the mere touch of Yayoi's warm ones, a completely unfamiliar feeling waved through Gin. She was happy and content. She wasn't rejected… accepted, actually. The risk was worth it.

The silence between them was comfortable and calming… That is, until Gin decided to break the ice by saying, "Yayoi, you've got the sweatiest palm, I swear to god."