sockdere (
sockdere) wrote in
bakerstreet2023-05-08 12:36 pm
[wolfwood or meryl preferred in terms of canonmates, but ota otherwise]
[ He is so shy... ]
[ It hasn't been long since Naoto and Souji started dating. About a month, give or take a few days. And ever since, Souji's taken it upon himself to always walk Naoto home, or at least walk with her partway since she lives quite a ways from the Dojima residence. At first Naoto told him he didn't need to, but his reasoning that he wanted to spend a bit more time with her, well... it's not like she could argue that she didn't feel the same.
So as they walk down the rural and fairly empty roads of Inaba, Naoto's blue eyes shift to the side paths as they walk, up in the direction they're walking, then back up to Souji... then down at his free hand.
She's never been in a relationship, if that was ever not obvious, and since they started dating she's been... slowly figuring out how things work, what to even do because goodness knows she doesn't know. Souji's had the patience of a saint. And right now she... wants to try holding his hand. But she feels herself filled with so much self consciousness and self awareness, far too nervous and shy at who might see and how silly she'd seem to him, she can't bring herself to do it. Her heart practically pounding in her chest the more she thinks about it.
She blushes and dips her head, her face hidden by her hat, shaking it ever so slightly, giving a frustrated huff to herself. This is so ridiculous, getting so worked up over something like this. Or at least she's telling herself that. ]
So as they walk down the rural and fairly empty roads of Inaba, Naoto's blue eyes shift to the side paths as they walk, up in the direction they're walking, then back up to Souji... then down at his free hand.
She's never been in a relationship, if that was ever not obvious, and since they started dating she's been... slowly figuring out how things work, what to even do because goodness knows she doesn't know. Souji's had the patience of a saint. And right now she... wants to try holding his hand. But she feels herself filled with so much self consciousness and self awareness, far too nervous and shy at who might see and how silly she'd seem to him, she can't bring herself to do it. Her heart practically pounding in her chest the more she thinks about it.
She blushes and dips her head, her face hidden by her hat, shaking it ever so slightly, giving a frustrated huff to herself. This is so ridiculous, getting so worked up over something like this. Or at least she's telling herself that. ]


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