Title: Soft
Author: Tekli
Rating: K+ (better safe than sorry...)
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Lloyd/Colette
Spoilers: Yes, for the entire game, but extremely little detail.
Warnings: None that I can think of.

He touched her hand, and it was soft.

It was flawless, like the rest of her. Thin, but not bony, with dainty long fingers. Fingertips gently rounded, fingernails with perfect milky crescents all neatly trimmed. The scent of warm sugar cookies and vanilla.

Her hands were exquisitely graceful, despite her clumsiness. They were poised as she hesitantly stroked his cheek. As she bandaged his wounds. They might have been a dancer's, an artist's.

He wondered how they stayed so soft. She had wielded chakrams all her life, chakrams with edges to cut and scar. Had journeyed through all of the two worlds and Derris-Kharlan. Had had her body almost succumb to two horrible angelic diseases.

His hands had been hardened by twin blades. He felt dirty touching her, an unclean acolyte daring to come before his goddess.

But when she would whisper in his ear, he would die for her and the purity of those hands.

His hands enveloped hers, and, oh, they were soft.

finis

Author's Note: Um… thank you for reading! Reviews are nice, but please don't feel obligated… I do appreciate questions, though. Mindless praise is good, too.