@lucentaire 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑐𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡
Lightly tracing the floral design on the side of her teacup, Lisanna waited for her companion’s response with great interest. Curiosity played along her lips in a smile, part of her thoughts drifting back and wondering when the last time had been that she had talked with someone on such topics. With everything that had been going on (the finding of new paths to take since Fairy Tail had disbanded), she supposed it had been quite some time.
Ordinarily, she might have talked with Lucy, Levy, or Mira, about ‘types’ and things that interested them in terms of relationships, but even with the growing using of MCLs, they hadn’t really had the occasion to really chat (and it was always better in person anyway). To find herself in such a discussion with Evergreen was…strange, but not in a bad way, not at all. Gaining even a small amount of insight into the woman was rewarding in some way, and Lisanna wondered if Evergreen had many close female friends to turn to.
“Clinginess?” Lisanna hummed thoughtfully; head canted on a delicate angle. No, she supposed she couldn’t imagine Evergreen with a clingy partner, someone constantly in her personal space or wanting her time and attention every minute of every day. Yes, she could imagine Evergreen with someone who had their own hobbies and interests, sharing a sort of ‘existing separately but together’ sort of dynamic where they could do their own thing in each other’s company perhaps. Someone who wasn’t pushy or needy and who could enjoy their own company just as well as she could her own, and who would show interest and support in the things she was drawn to. It sounded healthy, balanced. Was it warm enough?
Lisanna sighed a wistful note, even as her smile took on a trace of sheepishness. She tucked a part of her fringe back behind her ear as she admitted, “I wouldn’t mind a bit of clinginess. I mean, I would still want my own space and time of course, but I think the idea of someone wanting to be around me all the time, staying close…it’s nice.”
Resting her elbow on the table and her head in her hand, her gaze drifted across the room and became rather unfocused. “I suppose there’s some sort of difference between physical clinginess and emotional or mental clinginess, do you think? I know physical affection or any sort of closeness like that isn’t for everyone, but I think I’d like that.” She didn’t know for sure, of course, and could only base the thought around platonic experiences but…a girl could dream.
“It’d be nice to have someone there, always within reach, or already right there, holding you like you’re the most precious person in the world to them... You’ll never be alone, never be forgotten…” Never be taken away from them. You’ll be safe.
Sometimes, it felt as if she would drift away, disconnect from her body and fade into nothingness. Sometimes, it scared her. Sometimes, it didn’t, which was perhaps more unsettling than anything else. It was touch that grounded her, tethered her to the world, reassured her that she was real, present, that someone had her, chose her. She wasn’t lost.
She blinked, pulling herself back to the moment, face beginning to turn a faint pink, hoping she hadn’t revealed too much or worse, completely missed something Evergreen had said. “Um, but yeah, would you…consider yourself an affectionate person?”