Why Nora agreed to go on this walk with him, she wasn’t entirely sure of herself. She didn’t need to walk anywhere; she was a teleporter, after all–and she hated nature. She was more comfortable surrounded by concrete than foliage. Then again, there was something about River that made her want to be around him. There was something different. Pure, relentless enthusiasm. No facades or ulterior motives. Either that or he was a great actor and she was going to hate herself forever. And hate herself for falling for it.
For now, she decided to go along with it, listening to his elaborate stories about his family. “That’s your main concern about going green?” she retorted, hands tucked in her pockets as she walked by his side. “Not the blind rage but how naked you’ll be?” Nora looked away and scoffed as she smiled. “Did you ever find out what happened that day, like, why he came home in a…towel?” Nora asked, looking at him. She was a person of a few words herself but found it nice to hear him talk.
river never had the urge to hold someone’s hand before, but when his hand accidentally brushed against her knuckles the urge grew stronger than ever. of course, he didn’t know how to make that big of a move, a big move, jesus hand holding as not that big of a deal. the boy looked at her hand for a full three seconds before finally shoving his own in his pocket, she probably thought handholding was gross especially with him.
“i rather not have the whole camp seeing my ass once i come out of my blind rage.” he remarked with a small chuckle trying to ignore the blinding fear he had of going green. typically, he would joke about the situation pushing the fear away with jokes. he opened his mouth to finish the story, but a innocent laugh left his lips instead, the memory of his father amusing him. “well, apparently when my dad gets...shit-faced, he goes green a lot easier. so he’s with tony stark, they’re getting wasted, and tony tells my dad ‘the purple shorts don’t really work for you’ and he just lost it.” he laughs shaking his head a bit taking a deep breath. “my dad literally went green because tony stark told him purple wasn’t his color.” he concluded between soft giggles at the memory.
the boy stopped walking to look down at some small daisies on the side of the trail. due to impulse, he crouched down plucking three of the small white flowers twirling them in his grasp. river stood back up his gaze left the flowers to rest upon nora. he gently slid the flower behind her ear letting his fingers brush her cheeks softly. the boy blinked himself out of the small trance he was in to give her a sweet smile, “these look nice on you.” he complimented quietly as he offered the other two daisies to her.
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