'I want the K'
ask and ye shall receive | no longer accepting
6: Gentle Peck
[ 竜 ] – She doesn’t need his approval. Hana Song is a strong, capable woman who’d stared hell in the face while surrounded by a bubble of steel that could become a death trap at any moment. And yet, she still found it in her self to toss her head and twirl her hair around her finger with a grin that held all the brightness of the sun.
Never once had Genji doubted her, even when their meetings had only been in passing. And he had even less of a reason now that they’d actually grown acquainted.
Though, he knew the toll of expectation, and how heavy it bore when even the smallest of achievement was overlooked. What it was like to be denied even the smallest gestures of adoration from someone who should care, especially at your weakest moments. It had only been recently that he had discovered just how far tenderness could go.
He sees her there, frowning, though she doesn’t realize it. Her soft jaw is clenched too tight as she’s lost in a thought she possibly shouldn’t be dwelling on.
It’s a bold gesture, but it’s one the cyborg still takes. He brushes the fringe from her face, and with a lean forward, he brushes the curve of his mask against the plane of her forehead.
No, she didn’t need his approval. But he’d offer it anyway.
