Promeia is growing and that makes the thiren so happy. Small steps, but the progress was there.
The song continued, arms remaining wrapped around her, giving her love and affection.
that ghost of a smile that tugs at the corners of her lips soon returns from getting to listen to cecilia's voice again , even closing her eyes to listen.
β β β β still on alert , of course.
her voice was. . . soothing.
β β β β maybe , maybe she liked music after all.
And the thiren was more than happy with that. She will give the judge all her love, care and kindness.
Promeia deserves to have a peaceful, normal life just like everyone else.
honestly , promeia didn't know how to respond to the thiren's kindness or words that spoke like a promise.
β β β β not only because the judge is socially awkward , but because she's never had anyone want to stay by her side before.
cecilia was the first , and probably the last.
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Taking a deep breath, the thiren tried to get into the rhythm along with the younger angel, following the moves to the best of her abilities.
γ €γ €β Is this enough? β
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α α β You are just being insecure, follow me!
α οΏ½οΏ½Nangong started with simple rhythmical movements from side to side, movings her hips.
α α β one, two, three, four. See?
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Smiling more, the thiren soon closed her eyes, lips parting to allow her beautiful singing voice escape once more, singing a song she once learned as a kid from her parents, hoping it would warm her dearest's heart a bit more.
she wouldn't try , she would've succeeded.
β β β β . . . promeia still remained in them , though she wasn't going to verbally admit that she seems to be fond of them.
cecilia wanted to give her a cute nickname. . . ?
β β β β " i don't mind. "
Fingers gently intertwining with those of the judge, arm remaining wrapped around the other's shackled arm, a kiss soon delivered to Promeia's cheek.
γ €γ €β And that will never change. I'll always be here for you, my dear β
frozen for what could be longer than a few moments after hearing those words and feeling the presence of the thiren's head upon her shoulder.
β β β β usually , it's the other way around.
she seems lost in staring at those moths.
β β β β " . . . i guess we do have each other. "
Thes both know the judge enjoys being close to the thiren, otherwise she would be trying to escape already.
γ €γ €β I thought I could give you a cute nickname. I hope you don't mind β
purple hues searched the thiren's features first before making very brief eye contact , being brought closer in by those arms around her waist. so. . . close.
β β β β " . . . ? "
" promi ? "
β β β β was that a nickname. . . ?
Slowly moving in front of the judge, looking directly into her eyes once more, gently pulling her closer until her chest pressed against the judge, arms wrapping around her waist.
γ €γ €β I mean what I said, Promi~ β
her gaze turns away , and if her hands weren't cuffed , one of them might've made their way to touch that heart that cecilia thought was good.
β β β β " you've got me confused with yourself , cecilia. "
γ €γ €β It is indeed. I believe everyone deserves to have someone by her side. . . like I have you and you have me β
Gently laying her head on the shoulder of the judge, free hand slowly moving to caress the arm of the judge
their arms being hooked together again didn't slip the attention of the judge , however it didn't pull her eyes away from the scene in front of her.
β β β cecilia's words did ; not her head , but her eyes glanced over.
every living being ?
β β β β " is that what you believe ? "
The thiren's gaze slowly followed the gaze of her dearest, a soft smile forming on her lips as her arm gently hooked around one of the judge's arms.
γ €γ €β Every living being in this world deserves to have someone by their side. . . you do too, Promeia β
And that's completely fine with the thiren. As long as her dearest enjoyed this quiet moment, that's all she cared about.
There were many new things ahead for them, but Cecilia believed all of them will be good.
only for a moment , even if only the smallest amount.
β β β β β still on alert in case something happened. promeia breaking the silence definitely wasn't going to happen either way , as that'd be completely unlike her.
But it showed the judge was learning and growing as she spends more time with the thiren. Cecilia is more than happy to see her dearest grow past the killer she was and embrace the fact she's also a woman.
Hand continued to caress the back of her judge's head, humming to her
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the silence is comforting to the judge , just as the thiren's hand caressing the back of her head is.
β β β β β promeia. . . had her moments.
affection was never something she experienced before , let alone shown to another person , even in the smallest of ways. it was new.
Smiling warmly, hand slowly raising to caress the back of the judge's head, holding her close to her chest, enjoying the moment of her dearest actually being affectionate
" okay. i don't mi. . . "
β β she never really put much thought into it before , but those kisses , compliments , and sweet smiles. . . were they only. . . can't be , she didn't deserve them.
the socially awkward executioner looked down , only to rest her forehead on shoulder.
β Then I'm sure we'll find out together β
Offering one of her sweetest smiles, the thiren soon gently tilted her dearest's head to make her look at her again, before suddenly leaning in, lips making contact with the lips of the judge, kissing her lovingly.
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" me ? "
β β β slightly leaning into the touch , the judge doesn't entirely know how to answer that. what did she believe ?
once more those purple hues depart from looking directly at the thiren , choosing to look up towards that corrupted moon.
β β β " . . . i don't know. "