Alright! I dare say we were in need of some light hearted drabbles by now~~
SO! Here they are xD
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"Just so you know," Eiri says with a slight huff, "This is -not- a date,"
Kaname can't help but suppress the smile, "Of course it isn't," Dinner, movie, and currently a nice walk through the park as they take a detour back to the school.
"Just making sure you know," Eiri puffs up her cheek. She doesn't really do dates, and anything resembling a date? Well, surely that's a coincidence, right?
And yet, when Kaname takes Eiri's hand and laces their fingers, Eiri doesn't pull away, holding the pureblood king's hand just as tightly.
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Her red dress flutters around her feet as he spins her easily enough, the music dull to their ears, the other people nonexistent.
Kaname's eyes are solidly on those of the shorter girl he's dancing with, their bodies moving together perfectly, and in the back of his mind Kaname is sure that they were meant to meet all along.
"What is it?" Eiri blinks, noticing the sudden smoldering look Kaname sends her.
"Nothing," The pureblood smiles down at her gently, tugging her just a bit closer to his body, her chest pressing against his rib cage. "Just thinking about what an excellent dancer you are,"
Eiri sends him a suspicious look before she simply snorts, shaking her head. "You're not too bad yourself, either," she teases.
Kaname's smile widens just a bit, "Good to know.
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"Nn..."
Kaname watches quietly as Eiri lays in her bed, her eyebrows knitted together, and small sounds of distress leaving her lips. He doesn't normally make it a habit of watching people sleep, but ever since he learned she's been having nothing but nightmares...
"Shh..." He gently runs his fingers through her hair, ignoring how sticky her face is on his fingers as his fingertips glow purple. He may not be able to give her dreams, but at least he can take her nightmares away.
He watches how her tensed up form relaxes slightly, her nightmares replaced by a comforting blackness. The whimpers die out, the only sound in the room being Miyako's sleepy mumbles about peanuts.
Kaname continues to run his fingers through Eiri's hair. "If I could take your pain away..." he murmurs before dropping his hand regretfully.
"Sleep well, Eiri,"
By the time Eiri opens her eyes, all traces of Kaname ever having been there are gone.
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Kaname smiles lightly at the sleeping form that remains on his bed. He's happy that Eiri had decided to spend the night more and more lately, even if that -does- mean that his bed is slowly but surely gaining more and more plush animals as time goes by.
He finishes up on tying his tie, ready for class. He could wake her up, get a kiss or two in, but he decides to let her sleep. Her stamina is absolutely monstrous, but he's certain that he exhausted her plenty. For a moment he considers giving her a chaste kiss on the lips, but he doesn't want to risk waking her, so he simply leaves her be as he quietly leaves to head down and guide the night class.
"You look like something good happened," Takuma chuckles when he sees Kaname. And smells like it, but he won't comment on that: he's long glad that Kaname had his room sound proofed.
"One might say that," Kaname says cryptically, and Takuma honestly wonders who Kaname thinks he's fooling.
The blonde simply chuckles, and goes on his way.
Kaname isn't surprised to find that Eiri is gone when he returns to his room, the classes being over. She probably woke up hours ago and decided she had more productive things to do other than linger about in Kaname's rooms (no matter how much Kaname disagrees with this notion).
He heads over to his wardrobe, tugging off his tie and opening his blazer on the way. Odd, he can pick up on Eiri's scent on the wardrobe...?
Opening it reveals the answer to the lingering question: one of his shirts is gone. Not just any shirt, but his favorite one.
"Silly girl..." he chuckles as he tries to imagine the short girl wearing his shirt; the sleeves would cover her hands, the collar would slide off of her shoulder, and the shirt would nearly reach her knees. Kaname thinks it'd look adorable. With a smile he simply grabs another shirt from the hanger.
He'll go and collect his shirt soon enough. Who knows? Maybe he'll even be able to convince her to wear it for him.
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Kaname smiles faintly, his eyes closed as he feels Eiri's fingers run through his hair gently, his head on his lap. It's a nice day; a bit warm and slightly overcast, even though they're still seated in the shadows of a tree in the moon dorms court yard. The only sound around them is that of Eiri singing a few songs for Kaname in various languages; some of which he recognizes, some of which he doesn't (some of them evolved majorly compared to when he'd originally heard them, he finds it quite interesting)
He's content like this. Even if Eiri doesn't seem to want to admit they're together, it's obvious that she has feelings for him, and Kaname has never made it a point to hide his feelings for her. He's confident that one day she'll get over the event that stops her from announcing her feelings out loud.
But for now? He'll take everything that she feels comfortable giving him. And as the days go on, he is pleased to say that that's more and more.
Silence makes him open his eyes, looking up at the girl who is looking down at him with a pensive reaction.
"Is something the matter?" He asks, a little worried. Is his head getting too heavy for her lap? He hopes not; he's comfortable.
Eiri blinks as she snaps out of her thoughts, before she shakes her head. "Just thinking," she says, before looking back at the sky and resuming her song.
Kaname watches her a moment longer before he closes his eyes with another smile. Yes, he is confident he'll hear the words soon...
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