Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25687356-20161222030720/@comment-25687356-20161222204025

Listen & Read


 * RL|- Ranta was in the moment and didn’t even notice her moving closer to him with a single step or so, then she took another step and he then finally looked over to her as he stopped gritting his teeth together. When he looked into her eyes again they had a noticeable shine on them, indicating some sort of moisture and etc. Was she crying as he spoke? Ranta asked himself in his head and it made him feel all the worse. Himself crying could be manageable but he didn’t allow himself to fall that far down the rabbit hole.

She had gotten closer, much closer and just like her had had subliminally began to notice the difference of height between the two. He was a good six inches ahead of her but Ranta was known for growing at a slower pace than the rest around him. She smiled and Ranta returned the smile, her head tilted up so she could look at him better and she spoke once again. Thanking Ranta for hearing her out that night and her eyes told the whole story and the truth in the same pot. Even though Ranta thought nothing of that he just figured it was his duty. But sometimes he had a problem giving himself credit when it was due.

When they continued to look at once another her face noticeably flushed into a reddish tint across her cheeks. Then she would begin to take a step back but before she did, Ranta stepped forward. Closing the gap once more as he tilted his head down to look at her and his hands when for both of her respective hands if she let him he’d take firmly but gently at the same time. Ranta was warm, almost like a brisk fire in the middle of winter warm. He would look at her directly for only a few seconds before he motioned himself inwards to her and unlatched his hands and placed them around her, one slinking around her waist and the other perching itself onto her midsection. If she felt the need to interrupt him or do another action she could before he fully finished.

Ranta gave her a tight hug, a hold me and never let me go type of hug.

   Afterwards he’d begin to retract and simply bring his forehead to her own. “Anytime.” When he did this she could look into his eyes or shyly retract away. Ranta was just as grateful maybe even more so. - |RL|

