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audiation2015-02-25 12:30 am
sunshowered) wrote in audiation2015-02-25 12:30 am
a blurred glimmer of sky;
mornings;
On occasion, Natalia would allow herself to daydream in between papers to be signed and plans to make.
Daydreams were simple – they were warm and often encompassed the sweetest of moments, her romantic mind wandering to fantasies and images that would make her heart race.
They were gentle fingers brushing against her cheek to wake her up in the morning, the covers replaced by the warmth of an arm around her and a soft voice calling her name, allowing her to open her eyes and the first sight greeting her being the most beautiful eyes in the world.
They were soft smiles accompanied by another arm wrapping around her to pick her up out of bed to start her day without her dubious consent – mitigated by the fact that it meant she would be allowed to wrap her arms around Shin-Ah’s neck and snuggle into his chest further.
They were the moments where she would slowly wake, her fingers immediately seeking his as the other covered her mouth daintily on their walk to the dining hall so that she could properly eat – he would lead her patiently, a rare moment of her relinquishing her self-appointed role as his guide in the world.
They were instances of her world finally becoming clear from the fog of sleep, slowly but surely as she would take in her breakfast and become amused all over again at Shin-Ah and Ao’s combined eagerness to try whatever the cooks had prepared that morning. Every day, he would remind her of things that she took so for granted.
They were the final traces of their morning, where she carelessly tossed her hair back and he took the initiative to brush her bangs off her forehead, pressing his lips softly to her forehead. The tug on her heartstrings before she gave a tinkling laugh, like wind chimes, and placed her hands on his shoulders, moving to her tiptoes to instead claim a proper kiss before she started her day. Each gesture of affection only a whisper of the fondness in each of their hearts.
Then she would be snapped out of her daydreams by a hand on her shoulder, a curious gaze wondering why she had stopped writing when she was so fervent about the latest project for the kingdom just an hour ago.
In all honesty, she’d hate to admit the answer out loud. How could she admit that she was distracted because she was fantasizing about this same person at her side?
So instead she’d merely smile and incline her chin upward, a signal that Shin-Ah had learned to interpret to mean that she sought his attention and his lips against hers again.
After all, the sweetest daydreams were made of this very same adoration.
chocolate;
It was in the privacy of her chambers the first time that Shin-Ah had initiated a kiss between them, if it could be called that when he had pressed his lips to the corner of Nataila’s mouth – and it was only a second after he licked his lips a moment later that she realized that it was just to remove any trace of the same chocolate that she had gotten on her face, rather than a lewd gesture.
(Figures.)
stubborn;
“I wish for all of you to be mine,” Natalia was unflinching as she brushed her fingertips gently over Shin-Ah’s closed eyelids, meeting his stubbornness with her own brand of the same before she added, softer, “… just as I would hope for you to take me as yours.”
(And perhaps that was the most convincing argument she’d made yet.)
On occasion, Natalia would allow herself to daydream in between papers to be signed and plans to make.
Daydreams were simple – they were warm and often encompassed the sweetest of moments, her romantic mind wandering to fantasies and images that would make her heart race.
They were gentle fingers brushing against her cheek to wake her up in the morning, the covers replaced by the warmth of an arm around her and a soft voice calling her name, allowing her to open her eyes and the first sight greeting her being the most beautiful eyes in the world.
They were soft smiles accompanied by another arm wrapping around her to pick her up out of bed to start her day without her dubious consent – mitigated by the fact that it meant she would be allowed to wrap her arms around Shin-Ah’s neck and snuggle into his chest further.
They were the moments where she would slowly wake, her fingers immediately seeking his as the other covered her mouth daintily on their walk to the dining hall so that she could properly eat – he would lead her patiently, a rare moment of her relinquishing her self-appointed role as his guide in the world.
They were instances of her world finally becoming clear from the fog of sleep, slowly but surely as she would take in her breakfast and become amused all over again at Shin-Ah and Ao’s combined eagerness to try whatever the cooks had prepared that morning. Every day, he would remind her of things that she took so for granted.
They were the final traces of their morning, where she carelessly tossed her hair back and he took the initiative to brush her bangs off her forehead, pressing his lips softly to her forehead. The tug on her heartstrings before she gave a tinkling laugh, like wind chimes, and placed her hands on his shoulders, moving to her tiptoes to instead claim a proper kiss before she started her day. Each gesture of affection only a whisper of the fondness in each of their hearts.
Then she would be snapped out of her daydreams by a hand on her shoulder, a curious gaze wondering why she had stopped writing when she was so fervent about the latest project for the kingdom just an hour ago.
In all honesty, she’d hate to admit the answer out loud. How could she admit that she was distracted because she was fantasizing about this same person at her side?
So instead she’d merely smile and incline her chin upward, a signal that Shin-Ah had learned to interpret to mean that she sought his attention and his lips against hers again.
After all, the sweetest daydreams were made of this very same adoration.
chocolate;
It was in the privacy of her chambers the first time that Shin-Ah had initiated a kiss between them, if it could be called that when he had pressed his lips to the corner of Nataila’s mouth – and it was only a second after he licked his lips a moment later that she realized that it was just to remove any trace of the same chocolate that she had gotten on her face, rather than a lewd gesture.
(Figures.)
stubborn;
“I wish for all of you to be mine,” Natalia was unflinching as she brushed her fingertips gently over Shin-Ah’s closed eyelids, meeting his stubbornness with her own brand of the same before she added, softer, “… just as I would hope for you to take me as yours.”
(And perhaps that was the most convincing argument she’d made yet.)