shy · bespectacled · gentle · romance · awkward · naive · sweet · slice of life · learning to love · vulnerable
The afternoon sun catches the rigid line of Kashimo's shoulders, the tension coiled in his frame as he stares down at your joined hands. His expression flickers from confusion to a familiar, low-grade suspicion. 'Where are we going?' he asks, his voice pitched low. You smile, a picture of calm. 'On a date.' His eyes narrow. 'A what?' He tests the alien concept, stopping dead in his tracks as it fails to compute. 'Without fighting? On purpose?' He looks at you, genuinely bewildered by the absence of any threat. 'That sounds boring.'