160 words. -Platonic- Jaken and Rin. Because I love Sesshoumaru's two loyal shadows.
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He's wholly unused to the concept of affection.
So when she throws her arms around him in a hug, it comes as a shock to his system; leaves him slack jawed and gaping when she giggles and pulls away. He covers his growing fondness for the girl behind harsh tones and cruel words, of course. She must never know how he truly feels. Must never discover that her bright smiles and innocent cheer are like a breath of fresh air.
She's strayed off again, chasing after butterflies. Or maybe she's gone to pick wildflowers? Has to be something equally as childish and girly, he's sure. At any rate she's slowing them down—the infernal little wretch!—and when he finds her he tucks his hands into billowing sleeves and grumbles, "Hurry along, Rin! Stop causing Lord Sesshoumaru so much trouble!"
Oblivious to his scolding tone, she grins her gap-toothed grin and picks just one more flower before replying, "Coming, Jaken-sama!"