"Ohhh Maki-chan, Kayo-chin, let's look at this one!"
Rin attempts to point at the store a few buildings down the block, raising the hand that's joined with Hanayo's just high enough to gesture in the right direction. Hanayo laughs, a soft, fond sound that bubbles uncertainly up from her throat, before Rin bumps her with her hip, and startles a less self-conscious giggle out of her.
"Don't pull," Maki cautions, as Rin begins to drag the both of them down the sidewalk. Her voice is stern, but her hand she leaves clasped against Rin, palm to palm, the contact firm and warm.
She acts like Rin doesn't give her a chance in these things, snatching her hand up and never letting go, but it's hardly the full truth. Even as Maki ducks her head and glances away, or peeks back at Rin from behind the sheltering curtain of her hair, her face is always smiling. She could pull away, if she really wanted.
But she never does, savoring in the familiar touch, in the easy camaraderie between the three of them.
"What did you see, Rin-chan?" Hanayo asks, as they draw nearer to the storefront and the wide glass windows revealing its insides. From the look of things, it's a store that primarily sells accessories — disembodied heads stand in the window, draped with scarves or dripping with jewelry. On one of the mannequins, bright star earrings hang from her ears, glinting in the light.
It's obvious when Rin's eyes lock on them, drawn to the tiny golden stars that swing back and forth.
"I've never really worn earrings," she admits. The words come out evenly, but her voice is soft; she speaks in a hush like she's remembering something. "But I always liked seeing all the pretty designs."
"If you like them, you should get them," Maki says.
She turns toward Rin, lifting her free hand to cup beneath Rin's chin, tilting her face back and forth in the sunlight so as to most thoroughly deliver her appraisal. She makes a show of it being serious, before she can no longer smother the smile threatening to rise to her mouth, letting her lips turn up at their corners.
"I think that they would look good on you," Maki adds.
"Really?" Rin asks. For a moment she's awed, hovering in that moment filled with Maki's soft appreciation, basking in the warm feeling of being admired by someone she cares about. Then she's dragging both Maki and Hanayo by the hands, towing them into the store and going right to the earring displays.
Hanayo giggles as she's dragged, and though Maki huffs and protests, she too allows herself to be led. If she really wanted, she could pull away, after all. The fact that she doesn't must mean that some part of her likes having Rin there, warm and smiling, to lead them both along to her own merry tune.
FILL: TEAM MIYUKI KAZUYA/MIYUKI KAZUYA, G
Ship: Hoshizora Rin/Koizumi Hanayo/Nishikino Maki (love live)
Word Count: 489
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"Ohhh Maki-chan, Kayo-chin, let's look at this one!"
Rin attempts to point at the store a few buildings down the block, raising the hand that's joined with Hanayo's just high enough to gesture in the right direction. Hanayo laughs, a soft, fond sound that bubbles uncertainly up from her throat, before Rin bumps her with her hip, and startles a less self-conscious giggle out of her.
"Don't pull," Maki cautions, as Rin begins to drag the both of them down the sidewalk. Her voice is stern, but her hand she leaves clasped against Rin, palm to palm, the contact firm and warm.
She acts like Rin doesn't give her a chance in these things, snatching her hand up and never letting go, but it's hardly the full truth. Even as Maki ducks her head and glances away, or peeks back at Rin from behind the sheltering curtain of her hair, her face is always smiling. She could pull away, if she really wanted.
But she never does, savoring in the familiar touch, in the easy camaraderie between the three of them.
"What did you see, Rin-chan?" Hanayo asks, as they draw nearer to the storefront and the wide glass windows revealing its insides. From the look of things, it's a store that primarily sells accessories — disembodied heads stand in the window, draped with scarves or dripping with jewelry. On one of the mannequins, bright star earrings hang from her ears, glinting in the light.
It's obvious when Rin's eyes lock on them, drawn to the tiny golden stars that swing back and forth.
"I've never really worn earrings," she admits. The words come out evenly, but her voice is soft; she speaks in a hush like she's remembering something. "But I always liked seeing all the pretty designs."
"If you like them, you should get them," Maki says.
She turns toward Rin, lifting her free hand to cup beneath Rin's chin, tilting her face back and forth in the sunlight so as to most thoroughly deliver her appraisal. She makes a show of it being serious, before she can no longer smother the smile threatening to rise to her mouth, letting her lips turn up at their corners.
"I think that they would look good on you," Maki adds.
"Really?" Rin asks. For a moment she's awed, hovering in that moment filled with Maki's soft appreciation, basking in the warm feeling of being admired by someone she cares about. Then she's dragging both Maki and Hanayo by the hands, towing them into the store and going right to the earring displays.
Hanayo giggles as she's dragged, and though Maki huffs and protests, she too allows herself to be led. If she really wanted, she could pull away, after all. The fact that she doesn't must mean that some part of her likes having Rin there, warm and smiling, to lead them both along to her own merry tune.