( Nana trips and falls, riiiight into his arms. )
@windswiife
there is something undeniably appealing about the situation. the other was in his arms, close to him — he could feel the heat of her body against his, asserting the fact that she was there. it was something he would usually loathe, but at the moment he didn’t quite mind. he stays like that for half of a moment before speaking.
“— are you okay, nana? “ she was still in his arms.










