02-27-2019, 05:02 PM
Wings
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The crimson leaves of the tree rustled with a teasing breeze. Its trunk ancient and powerful, the bark bearing the marks of its existence like tallies left here and there. The setting sun burnt the sky orange and dyed it a sweet purple layered among the puffy clouds.
"Not quite a sakura, but it'll do."
"Oh hush darling, it's beautiful," she flicked my forehead to dash away any bashfulness I may have possessed in that moment. She wore a simple but pretty white dress that stopped above her knees and she had insisted on taking her shoes off to enjoy the feeling of the grass on her bare feet.
"I found it a few days ago and I thought of you."
She squeezed my at that, smiling brightly and just enough for me to sneak a glance at those adorable sharp fangs.
"How old is it?" We were beneath it's long branches now, beams of leftover light steadily eaten away by the dark.
"I can't say for the life of me, not a scrap of information about it anywhere," with my free hand I touched the bark. Fingers dipping into a mark left on it from some unseen phantom source.
Zero Two raised her nose to the air and inhaled deeply, teal eyes clenched shut in focus.
"It smells nice, like some sort of spice."
A final remaining beam of light spilled across the bridge of her nose, making her lips look particularly enticing and eyes glint.
In that moment my instincts informed me it was the perfect opportune time. Fishing about in my pocket I retrieved the little box holding a gift, her eyes lit up just at the sight of it alone. An excited, touched gasp of breath escape her and her cheeks began to turn the same color as her beautiful hair.
Opening the box I delicately up a necklace, two spread metal feathered wings hung from it.
"When I bought it I was unsure if the wings were a bird or angel's, but I think either one is fitting."
Quickly she swiped budding tears away, laughing joyously. Zero Two had never genuinely received a present of any sort, barring the picture book of her childhood. Cupping her hands together like one trying to keep water from slipping between their fingers she held it. With one finger she traced the engraved patterns of the feathers, wonderfully detailed and eternally spreading to limitless freedom.
I caressed away a single tear of happiness from her cheek, it clutched briefly to my finger before falling away to the sea of grass.
"Darling, would you do the honor?" Now a bit shy it seemed, she held it out for me to accept and once I did she shifted her back to me and swept her pink hair aside with her hands.
Unlocking the necklace I closed the distance, my arms lowering until her neck was between them. It was comfortably dark now but despite that I had no trouble clipping it back together. She leaned into me and I lowered my nose to her sweet hair, inhaling the scent of cherry blossoms and fresh honey and the subtle undertone of the tree's spiced aroma.
"Darling?"
"Hm?"
Zero Two turned to face me now, her strong grip pulling me closer.
"Thank you. Thank you so much."
"Happy birthday Zero Two."
Our lips met tenderly, and in the shared eye of our minds we could see our wings spreading.
"I love you."
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The crimson leaves of the tree rustled with a teasing breeze. Its trunk ancient and powerful, the bark bearing the marks of its existence like tallies left here and there. The setting sun burnt the sky orange and dyed it a sweet purple layered among the puffy clouds.
"Not quite a sakura, but it'll do."
"Oh hush darling, it's beautiful," she flicked my forehead to dash away any bashfulness I may have possessed in that moment. She wore a simple but pretty white dress that stopped above her knees and she had insisted on taking her shoes off to enjoy the feeling of the grass on her bare feet.
"I found it a few days ago and I thought of you."
She squeezed my at that, smiling brightly and just enough for me to sneak a glance at those adorable sharp fangs.
"How old is it?" We were beneath it's long branches now, beams of leftover light steadily eaten away by the dark.
"I can't say for the life of me, not a scrap of information about it anywhere," with my free hand I touched the bark. Fingers dipping into a mark left on it from some unseen phantom source.
Zero Two raised her nose to the air and inhaled deeply, teal eyes clenched shut in focus.
"It smells nice, like some sort of spice."
A final remaining beam of light spilled across the bridge of her nose, making her lips look particularly enticing and eyes glint.
In that moment my instincts informed me it was the perfect opportune time. Fishing about in my pocket I retrieved the little box holding a gift, her eyes lit up just at the sight of it alone. An excited, touched gasp of breath escape her and her cheeks began to turn the same color as her beautiful hair.
Opening the box I delicately up a necklace, two spread metal feathered wings hung from it.
"When I bought it I was unsure if the wings were a bird or angel's, but I think either one is fitting."
Quickly she swiped budding tears away, laughing joyously. Zero Two had never genuinely received a present of any sort, barring the picture book of her childhood. Cupping her hands together like one trying to keep water from slipping between their fingers she held it. With one finger she traced the engraved patterns of the feathers, wonderfully detailed and eternally spreading to limitless freedom.
I caressed away a single tear of happiness from her cheek, it clutched briefly to my finger before falling away to the sea of grass.
"Darling, would you do the honor?" Now a bit shy it seemed, she held it out for me to accept and once I did she shifted her back to me and swept her pink hair aside with her hands.
Unlocking the necklace I closed the distance, my arms lowering until her neck was between them. It was comfortably dark now but despite that I had no trouble clipping it back together. She leaned into me and I lowered my nose to her sweet hair, inhaling the scent of cherry blossoms and fresh honey and the subtle undertone of the tree's spiced aroma.
"Darling?"
"Hm?"
Zero Two turned to face me now, her strong grip pulling me closer.
"Thank you. Thank you so much."
"Happy birthday Zero Two."
Our lips met tenderly, and in the shared eye of our minds we could see our wings spreading.
"I love you."