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Touching Grass

Summary:

Kronii comes to visit Fauna.

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“Sorry.” Fauna apologizes as she opens her closet door to reveal the set up. “There’s, um, well I’m not usually inviting people in here.”

 

Kronii chuckles as she takes a seat first, taking up most of the floorspace. “It’s fine. You can just sit in my lap.”

 

Fauna smiles as she takes a seat, not really giving a second thought about it. Yet, the entire time, she’s over aware of Kronii’s hands wandering around her waist.

 

To make sure you don’t fall off.

 

Sure. 

 


 

Fauna sighs in relief as she shuts off the stream.

 

A breath falls on the back of her neck, just like it had done a thousand times during the past hour. 

 

“Nice job.” Kronii mutters behind her, and Fauna leans back, relaxing now that the stream is over. 

 

“You too,” Fauna gives a weak chuckle as she lets the embrace take over her, but soon the warmth sinks in, and she realizes that it would soon become a sauna in here. Without another word, she nudges the door open before getting up, and letting the cold air run over her skin as she turns around, offering a hand to Kronii.

 

Kronii smiles, and it’s like the warmth returns all over again as their hands intertwine before Fauna gives a tug.

 

And just like that, they’re back in each other’s arms.

 

“Hey,” Kronii laughs. “Come here often?”

 

“Maybe I would if you were here.” Fauna off handedly mumbles as she breaks from the closeness, ignoring how naturally it felt to just float into Kronii’s arms. 

 

“Well, maybe I’ll have to come here more often.” Kronii responds as she follows the girl, naturally reflecting the energy. 

 

Fauna bites her lip, making sure Kronii stays behind her, unable to see the redness in her cheeks. “You’re always welcome.”

 


 

Fauna pouted as she looked up at Kronii. “Y-you really don’t need to.”

 

“It’s fine.” Kronii waves it off as she turns around, ready to walk towards a worker. A tug on her sleeve stops her from walking further though, and she glances behind her to see Fauna’s cheeks flushed. She smiles, fixing themselves so they were holding hands instead and pulls Fauna closer to her. “C’mon.”

 

“Uuu,” Fauna whines as she huddles close to Kronii, staying behind her and holding onto her arm for dear life. Usually, she could probably, maybe, just slightly, handle this on her own, but for some reason she was a bit more embarrassed with the taller girl.

 

“Excuse me,” She can hear Kronii call out to the worker as she asks, but her ears barely register, her entire attention merely focused on the confidence Kronii exudes, and the way their hands perfectly fit together.

 

A little squeeze on her hand has Fauna looking back up. 

 

“Do you wanna go try it on?”

 

Fauna takes a second to process, not even realizing the interaction passed as she nods shyly. 

 


 

She looks at herself in the mirror of the dressing room, letting the fabrics float as she moves around. She thinks she looks fine, and knows that that’s the only thing that really matters, yet there’s a little tight feeling in her stomach that has her nervous about stepping out and asking for a second opinion.

 

A knock on the door has her jumping.

 

“Everything alright?” Kronii quietly asks from the other side. 

 

Instead of answering with words that would likely come out in stutters, Fauna opens the door with just a crack, taking a peek at Kronii’s raised eyebrow before fully opening the door and showing herself off.

 

Kronii takes a sharp inhale before breathing out a heart-pounding, “Wow.” 

 

Fauna giggles at that, confidence surging through her body as she gives a little twirl. “So, I’m assuming you like it?”

 

The taller girl shakes her head, snapping herself out of the trance as she catches Fauna, who went a little too wild with her twirling and stumbled right into her favorite place. 

 

“Like it?” Kronii sputters. “I love it! You look so-!” 

 

Fauna blinks as she looks up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “So…?”

 

Kronii turns away and Fauna can see just how red her ears have gotten, but soon her own ears are filled with the sound of her heart racing as Kronii mumbles something that she didn’t think could have this much of an effect on her.

 

“Cute…”

 


 

“Fauna,” Kronii chuckles as she takes a picture of the way Snail is curled up in her lap. “Take a look at this-”

 

She cuts herself off as she looks at Fauna who’s laying down on the couch, eyes closed and body exhausted from such a busy day.

 

Kronii scoffs as she gently nudges Snail off her lap, who gives a little mew at the fleeting attention, but hushes after Kronii goes over to take care of Fauna, almost like he was aware. 

 

In the corner of Kronii’s eye, she can see him scamper off to a little pet bed, allowing her to refocus on gently running her hands through Fauna’s hair to wake her up, picking out a few of her flower hair accessories on the way.

 

“Hey,” Kronii whispers as Fauna begins to stir. “That’s where I’m sleeping tonight, you gotta go to your bed.” 

 

“Mmnn-” Fauna whines tiredly. “You sleep in m’bed. Too tired.”

 

“There’s no point if you’re not there.” Kronii jokes, but her little audience gives no reaction, not even processing the charming remark. She sulks a bit, but ultimately decides to let it go as she fixes herself to hover over Fauna’s body. 

 

“Alright,” She mumbles. “Up we go.”

 

She hooks her arms underneath Fauna’s legs and back, gently lifting her into the air with a grunt.

 

“Mn-” Fauna shifts in her arms as Kronii starts walking. “S’fine.”

 

“No-” Kronii stifles a laugh. “You’re sleeping in your bed tonight, and you can’t stop it.”

 

Kronii sets her down gently, before trying to lift the covers over the barely conscious girl. 

 

Risking it, she leans down, and whispers the smallest, “Good night,” before pressing a kiss to her forehead. 

 

She quickly stands back up and turns around, getting ready to leave before anything bad happens, but once again, a little tug on her wrist stops her. 

 

She looks back at Fauna, whose eyes shine through the darkness, emitting nothing but love, adoration, and hope. 

 

“Stay?”

 

Kronii smiles as she takes a step towards the bed.

 

“Whatever you want.”

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