[DRABBLE]
Player: roll_soul
Subject: Bass and Aerith (used with permission)
Table: C [ Prompt Table]
Prompt: 15. Hands
Author's Notes: This came out a little shippy >.> Oh well. Also, while only being filed under "Hands" this is also, in part, prompt 4, "Decent".
"You can take it, don't be shy~"
"I'm not being shy."
"Then why don't you take it?"
"........Fine."
Restraining a giggle, Aerith held out the bunch of flowers, putting them into Bass' hands. She smiled, only smiled, in response to his somewhat bitter face.
Bass glanced down at the flowers, then back at her. "Now what."
"You keep them, what else?" She took a seat beside him on the church pew, resting her hands on the edge as she looked down. Out of the corners of her eyes, she could see Bass slowly turning the flowers, staring at them. There was a long silence between the two of them before Aerith broke it, speaking softly.
"Bass, is everything alright?" Her voice dropped a bit further when his head snapped up. "You showed up here looking pretty beat up. I was... a little scared."
"Hmf." He snorted and stood up, leaving behind all but one flower on the broken bench. The old church's floorboards creaked under his weight as he moved away; turned as he was, Aerith missed the bitter sneer on his face, and the way he clenched the flower in one hand. "Yes, I'm fine. A fight just didn't go my way, that's all."
"Oh." Unwilling to pry further she let the subject drop; another silence fell between them, this one more awkward than before. But as an idea came to her, she smiled and pushed off from the pew, scooping up the forgotten blossoms in her arms.
Bass turned slightly at the sound of footsteps behind him, but before he could really react he found the bunch gently pushed into his hands. Raising an eyebrow, he stared at the flower girl. "What."
"Take them with you." Aerith giggled lightly, continuing to smile. "So you can remember you always have a peaceful place to come to."
Staring down at the flowers, Bass blinked twice before drawing his arms away quickly, turning from her. "Like I need one." Holding the bunch in one hand by his side he started towards the door without a backward glance. Aerith watched him leave before turning back to the patch in the floor.
"You still took the flowers..." Smiling to herself, she scooped a bit of dirt into her hands and started to gently pat it around a flower whose roots had come a little loose.
Subject: Bass and Aerith (used with permission)
Table: C [ Prompt Table]
Prompt: 15. Hands
Author's Notes: This came out a little shippy >.> Oh well. Also, while only being filed under "Hands" this is also, in part, prompt 4, "Decent".
"You can take it, don't be shy~"
"I'm not being shy."
"Then why don't you take it?"
"........Fine."
Restraining a giggle, Aerith held out the bunch of flowers, putting them into Bass' hands. She smiled, only smiled, in response to his somewhat bitter face.
Bass glanced down at the flowers, then back at her. "Now what."
"You keep them, what else?" She took a seat beside him on the church pew, resting her hands on the edge as she looked down. Out of the corners of her eyes, she could see Bass slowly turning the flowers, staring at them. There was a long silence between the two of them before Aerith broke it, speaking softly.
"Bass, is everything alright?" Her voice dropped a bit further when his head snapped up. "You showed up here looking pretty beat up. I was... a little scared."
"Hmf." He snorted and stood up, leaving behind all but one flower on the broken bench. The old church's floorboards creaked under his weight as he moved away; turned as he was, Aerith missed the bitter sneer on his face, and the way he clenched the flower in one hand. "Yes, I'm fine. A fight just didn't go my way, that's all."
"Oh." Unwilling to pry further she let the subject drop; another silence fell between them, this one more awkward than before. But as an idea came to her, she smiled and pushed off from the pew, scooping up the forgotten blossoms in her arms.
Bass turned slightly at the sound of footsteps behind him, but before he could really react he found the bunch gently pushed into his hands. Raising an eyebrow, he stared at the flower girl. "What."
"Take them with you." Aerith giggled lightly, continuing to smile. "So you can remember you always have a peaceful place to come to."
Staring down at the flowers, Bass blinked twice before drawing his arms away quickly, turning from her. "Like I need one." Holding the bunch in one hand by his side he started towards the door without a backward glance. Aerith watched him leave before turning back to the patch in the floor.
"You still took the flowers..." Smiling to herself, she scooped a bit of dirt into her hands and started to gently pat it around a flower whose roots had come a little loose.