[ Good plan. Haruka smiles, takes a deep breath, and stretches out her own hand.
This time, instead of grabbing insistently, her fingertips caress Michiru's palm before attempting to entwine their fingers together. She's here, Michiru. This is something only she would do. It's something only she would do with only you.
If Haruka manages to get her fingers all the way laced with Michiru's without the other woman pulling away, she'll give that hand a squeeze, holding her breath, willing her own nerves quiet. She's here.
It'd be cruel, wouldn't it, for one of them to leave for their own world? ]
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This time, instead of grabbing insistently, her fingertips caress Michiru's palm before attempting to entwine their fingers together. She's here, Michiru. This is something only she would do. It's something only she would do with only you.
If Haruka manages to get her fingers all the way laced with Michiru's without the other woman pulling away, she'll give that hand a squeeze, holding her breath, willing her own nerves quiet. She's here.
It'd be cruel, wouldn't it, for one of them to leave for their own world? ]