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[ourhandsheldtight]

franticshipping, specialcraft. 452 words.

An astute observation as always. Ruby rolls his eyes and continues to pull at the sticky strings wrapped around his ankles. Sapphire leans against her iron sword, watching; then straightens and points it at the spiderwebs he's caught in.

"Want me to help ya?"

"I'm fine." They shouldn't have gone into the mineshaft without the rest of their group -- or their pokémon. Mumu would've taken care of these with no issue. "Just keep an eye out for -- you know. Things."

Sapphire rolls her eyes, but turns her head to the side to check behind her and lets the tip of her sword tap the floor again. She swings from side to side after a while, impatience written on her skin like the squid ink in his bound leather journal, and he sighs.

"Fine." She jerks her head over at his conceding and he frowns at her. "But use your hands. I don't want to accidentally get cut again."

Sapphire slips her sword into her belt and steps closer; she has to stand on her tiptoes to get anywhere near his ankles, and he watches her face twitch in concentration as she works. She brushes his hands away when he starts to curl up to help her, with an annoyed look, so he lets them drop and ... he places them on her hips instead.

"I'll stop moving so much," he cites when she widens her eyes and glances at him. He doesn't know if he's dizzy from embarrassment at the feel of her small curves fitting his hands, or if it's just the blood rushing to his head. Probably the latter; he's been like this for a while, and it's just getting longer and longer as Sapphire tries to free him.

Her hands slow, after a time; they trail on the spiderwebs as she looks for an easier way to go about it, and Ruby tugs her closer as best he can. Her eyes flick to his - he breathes in her sweat and, oh, god, they're both going to need long baths after traveling down here for so long - and he closes his eyes before he presses his lips to hers.

He feels her hands stop, frozen; she's tense beneath his own, and his breath chokes when her hands grip his legs and drag themselves down to his arms. She's the one in control, his vertigo mutters, pressing her tongue against his mouth like that. He doesn't care; he opens willingly and feels her giggle. Nervous or otherwise, it's cute --

an arrow embeds itself in the wood behind her and Sapphire jerks away, springing into the fight faster than she had to helping him.

[ourhandsheldtight]

rgby in minecraft au. 291 words.

She glances over from her spot on the wall of their unfinished house, cheek propped on her palm. Red leans against his hoe, dirty and without his usual jacket, a strained smile on his face. It must be hard to be friendly and irritated at the same time.

"Sorry." She sits up and lets her heels hit the wood. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees Green pause in his work of fixing up the house to glare at her. "Is Yellow still doing farmwork?"

"Yeah. She's really trooping." Red's genuine grin doesn't escape Blue's notice, and she smiles. "Did you want to help? You can take over for me."

"Sounds good!"

She slips off of the wall and takes his hoe, watching him totter off to help Green (cheerful wave and unnecessary shouting of name included). She finds Yellow exactly where she had left her, almost two hours ago -- okay, not in the exact place, but doing the same thing - planting seeds - and in the same general area. She leans on the hoe, mimicking Red, and giggles when Yellow's startled by her presence.

"I'm here to help," she answers the unspoken question. Yellow glances at the tilled land and smiles apologetically.

"I've got it covered, but thank you for the offer." She brushes dirt from her hands onto her tunic and stands, gasping as audible cracks and pops work their way out of her slight frame. Blue's smile dips into a frown as she leans back, hands still on the hoe.

"What am I supposed to do then, help Green?"

Yellow blinks, long and slow, then looks up at her.

"Why not?"