[She can't help but laugh a little under her breath at his wide-eyed expression. It leaves her with a small smile tugging at her lips when he does return to her side, scooping up her hand in his. It's easy, she finds, to lace fingers and press palms together. His hand is warm and comforting, bigger than hers but not enough to engulf it.
Upstairs sounds like a good idea, even if Diva doesn't exactly care where they decide to go in the house. She has very little shame, of course, but for Atsushi's sake his suggestion is one she'll agree to. Besides, it's not like his room is uncomfortable to lounge in.
Up the steps they go, each one met with a bit of spring in her step. She could rush them all at once and drag him with her but it's nice to match his pace. It's nice to be lead, if only because it doesn't require too much thinking on her part.]
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Upstairs sounds like a good idea, even if Diva doesn't exactly care where they decide to go in the house. She has very little shame, of course, but for Atsushi's sake his suggestion is one she'll agree to. Besides, it's not like his room is uncomfortable to lounge in.
Up the steps they go, each one met with a bit of spring in her step. She could rush them all at once and drag him with her but it's nice to match his pace. It's nice to be lead, if only because it doesn't require too much thinking on her part.]