canusincendia:

that ‘something’ was just a small stuffed lion, soft
and plush, clutching a a small bag of individually 
wrapped chocolates of different flavors. it wasn’t 
much at all, even with a brightly colored rose  to
tie it all together, but he assumed that he should 
gift his young friend with something for the holiday.

     At first , all Anna seems to do is stare at the small
     little gifts bestowed upon her , her red eyes locked
     on the little lion and such in his hands. There’s no
     taking them yet —- not yet , not until after a few
     seconds had surely gone past with her wide eyed
     stare.

         ”       … This is …             “

           a strange child– he couldn’t tell if she 
was pleased with the gift. she seemed shocked,
which was not something he expected. cas’ brows
knitted lightly, keeping aquamarine eyes locked on
the tiny white-haired young woman.

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