{ A Limited Engagement }
Title: A Limited Engagement
Fandom: Persona 3
Pairing: Shinjiro/any girl
Word Count: 274
Comm & Prompt: 78_tarot : Two of Cups
Rating: PG
Soulmates, huh?
Well, it's not like it could be a long romance anyway. Shinjiro was of a mind that his only soulmate could be disaster, but hey, if this girl wanted to try and beat the odds, upset the scales so that they wavered in his favor, he was more than happy to let her try.
He just wasn't going to get his hopes up.
They walked through the shops that lined the second and third floors of the Iwatodai strip mall, passing through the manga store and picking up the latest edition of a series they both followed. They'd even begun to read through it, each of them doing certain characters' voices, when a shop assistant gave them an odd look. Flushed, Shinjiro bought the book and stuffed it gruffly into a coat pocket for later.
Maybe this was the better side of emotion, where being with someone actually made you appreciate your weird tastes more and enjoy them.
Still, it seemed so transient. Even if his time wasn't limited, he thought he'd still feel the same way about this relationship: there was always a sense of something impending, like their time was slowly trickling out of an unseen hourglass.
And he could be totally wrong, after all. Maybe this was just him getting cold feet and they really were destined for each other.
Or something. Hell, maybe she wouldn't like beef bowls and then it would be all over.
It couldn't last. He knew it, but he still held the door open for her.
Fandom: Persona 3
Pairing: Shinjiro/any girl
Word Count: 274
Comm & Prompt: 78_tarot : Two of Cups
Rating: PG
Soulmates, huh?
Well, it's not like it could be a long romance anyway. Shinjiro was of a mind that his only soulmate could be disaster, but hey, if this girl wanted to try and beat the odds, upset the scales so that they wavered in his favor, he was more than happy to let her try.
He just wasn't going to get his hopes up.
They walked through the shops that lined the second and third floors of the Iwatodai strip mall, passing through the manga store and picking up the latest edition of a series they both followed. They'd even begun to read through it, each of them doing certain characters' voices, when a shop assistant gave them an odd look. Flushed, Shinjiro bought the book and stuffed it gruffly into a coat pocket for later.
Maybe this was the better side of emotion, where being with someone actually made you appreciate your weird tastes more and enjoy them.
Still, it seemed so transient. Even if his time wasn't limited, he thought he'd still feel the same way about this relationship: there was always a sense of something impending, like their time was slowly trickling out of an unseen hourglass.
And he could be totally wrong, after all. Maybe this was just him getting cold feet and they really were destined for each other.
Or something. Hell, maybe she wouldn't like beef bowls and then it would be all over.
It couldn't last. He knew it, but he still held the door open for her.