I. Sitting Pretty (a Marluxia x Namine fluffy one-shot!)
“Namine…can I talk with you for a minute?”
The blonde had been drawing when the Assassin had entered and slipped up behind her chair, and she sat there, hand poised in the middle of a sketch. It was of Sora sleeping, a sketch she knew annoyed the male to no end. It was only because she never really listened to his meaningless 'Requests' and did what she wanted. Oh, every so often she would draw him like she wanted.
The blonde looked over her shoulder as the male sat on a section of the room where a broken ornament was. Said piece of furniture acted like a pedestal that he leaned against, smirking. A gloved hand moved up, crooked a finger towards her. “Come here, Namine.” Of course she walked towards him then but he stopped her, looking at her book. “You don’t need that.”
She set the sketchbook down and approached the Assassin carefully. During her travel there, however, she didn’t notice the crayon resting there on the floor. So of course, she tripped on it and flails just a bit while falling towards the male, who catches her…
…on his lap.
There is the little Memory Witch, sprawled out sideways on his leg and he’s just smirking at her like it's the most normal thing in the Castle. She’s not awkwardly settled between his legs, but it’s a perfectly hilarious scene to see. With a confused look on her face she glances up to look at his face, letting her arms dangle as she’s pulled slightly towards him, now half-leaning on him while still on his leg. “Sitting pretty now, aren’t we?” He retorts on the situation she put herself into, giving a serpent’s smile now towards the confused-looking blonde on his lap.
((Its also on DA in a slightly edited form, but...yes..not one of my best works, but its decent--right?))
