He tries...
Title: He tries...
Written for: 30_kisses
Pairing: Saotome Alto/Sheryl Nome
Fandom: Macross Frontier
Theme: # 11, gardenia
Disclaimer: I do not own Macross Frontier or anything related to the Macross franchise.
Notes: Also an entry for 30kisses (#11, gardenia).
Saotome Alto was not the romantic sort.
He was not the kind of man who pampered you with love-struck devotion nor was he one to stop and think for fanciful words but went straight to the point, which sometimes made him come across as somewhat of an ass. You'd be setting yourself for major disappointment if you wanted romantic picnics or sunsets.
"Here," he said one day, stretching out an arm. Sheryl looked down at the small wilted white flower (that had obviously seen better days) held in his callused hand.
"What's this?"
"It's obvious, isn't it?" Red-faced and uncomfortable, he turned his back to her, about to flee. But before he could escape the situation, Sheryl called his attention and asked,
"What for?"
She watched him cover his nape, agitatedly rubbing it. Even from his back profile, Sheryl could tell he was flustered.
Also...bright red ears.
"No reason," he huffed, quickly walking away with long hurried strides.
Saotome Alto was not the romantic sort.
But in his own Alto-way, he tries...
-
Owari.
Written for: 30_kisses
Pairing: Saotome Alto/Sheryl Nome
Fandom: Macross Frontier
Theme: # 11, gardenia
Disclaimer: I do not own Macross Frontier or anything related to the Macross franchise.
Notes: Also an entry for 30kisses (#11, gardenia).
Saotome Alto was not the romantic sort.
He was not the kind of man who pampered you with love-struck devotion nor was he one to stop and think for fanciful words but went straight to the point, which sometimes made him come across as somewhat of an ass. You'd be setting yourself for major disappointment if you wanted romantic picnics or sunsets.
"Here," he said one day, stretching out an arm. Sheryl looked down at the small wilted white flower (that had obviously seen better days) held in his callused hand.
"What's this?"
"It's obvious, isn't it?" Red-faced and uncomfortable, he turned his back to her, about to flee. But before he could escape the situation, Sheryl called his attention and asked,
"What for?"
She watched him cover his nape, agitatedly rubbing it. Even from his back profile, Sheryl could tell he was flustered.
Also...bright red ears.
"No reason," he huffed, quickly walking away with long hurried strides.
Saotome Alto was not the romantic sort.
But in his own Alto-way, he tries...
-
Owari.