Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170825032957/@comment-25955740-20170827013618

True. She had natural reactions that made her more cute than normal, but he was the reason she had those reactions, those cutesy, adorable and pure reactions—He’ll be the reason if her cheeks forever remained crimson! She wouldn’t complain, it was a wonderful feeling; warmth with happiness. She heard his comment, it was also fact, not just truth, that she has lived longer than him, but just breathing wasn’t living it everything she remembered or recalled held itself to darkness, if her world felt like a haze or a dream most times without a single lick of interest outside of a cycle she repeated—She didn’t want to call that living, she wanted to call that something else, nothing more than a haze. For right now, even if he believed different, she’ll accept only this moment as living, finally being alive, because she’ll admit, things got better when she first met him, they were rather tense for a bit.. BUT! They got completely better and to that, it only got better; right now. So. In her belief, she could believe and wanted to believe, this was her first day of honestly feeling alone, like a person, a thing both loved and getting to love, even if that seemed to be too much; too embarrassed to be voiced. That was all she ever truly wanted and to that, she finally had a memory, this complete, happy memory to where her heart didn’t hurt, not one bit, but shined like the sun in this feeling.   To her request, she felt this pounding, this thrashing against her chest; her heart rate increased. Shifting around a bit herself, she smiled to him as he faced her, she simply smiled—Such a naive soul, she thought. As he’ll go to speak, just to utter a single word, it wouldn’t be able to tune out, to be heard and this’ll be why. Collecting herself within the sharpest of seconds, she swiftly moved to execute her plan, telling someone something wasn’t always with words—Pray not for rejection. Ignoring her own embarrassment and nervousness, closing her eyes, her head tilting, inching the closest she could to his face, the tilting of her, her tender warm lips would press themselves in a greeting to his; planting a soft kiss to his lips. A second to four, however long it’ll last, the feeling or the emotion behind it, the kiss was a mixture of her deep affection and this ever burning love for the boy, it was gentle, but it was deep and surely, it meant a lot to her, just to commit the action. Never once kissing a person before, nor ever considering such a thought, it’ll be special to say, she adored Godric, as she did not consider the action, not a single thought, only an impluse, and to the moment of contact, she’ll gladly accept being a tomato for her whole life for a moment like this.