[Drabble] [Hitsugaya] [Rukia] Snow
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Promt: Hitsugaya/Rukia - Snow
There was something to be said about the two of them together. She was the wielder of the most beautiful ice and water Zanpakutou in soul society and he wielded the most powerful. He was striking in his features, while she garnered the most attention from her forceful personality. They were almost polar opposites, she a noble he an orphan from the first district, and yet they danced subtly around each other, both graceful, both sure in their steps. Finding solace in another who knew the joy of the cold, who did not wince away from the iciest of the storms he could call from the heavens.
She was not his, was not even someone he would have considered acknowledging for all her higher status. And yet she did not turn from his scowl, did not balk at his cold hands, she simply accepted, turned, and danced along his footsteps.
And he followed, drawn ever more the knowledge that she understood what no one else could.
It was enough.
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Promt: Hitsugaya/Rukia - Snow
There was something to be said about the two of them together. She was the wielder of the most beautiful ice and water Zanpakutou in soul society and he wielded the most powerful. He was striking in his features, while she garnered the most attention from her forceful personality. They were almost polar opposites, she a noble he an orphan from the first district, and yet they danced subtly around each other, both graceful, both sure in their steps. Finding solace in another who knew the joy of the cold, who did not wince away from the iciest of the storms he could call from the heavens.
She was not his, was not even someone he would have considered acknowledging for all her higher status. And yet she did not turn from his scowl, did not balk at his cold hands, she simply accepted, turned, and danced along his footsteps.
And he followed, drawn ever more the knowledge that she understood what no one else could.
It was enough.