Haru spends most of her time waiting for Makoto to arrive cleaning up the room.
Not that it really needs it. She's fairly tidy, and Teddy wasn't exactly messy - and all of his things are gone regardless. But it's something to do with her nervous energy.
Part of her feels like this is moving too fast. The rest of her says they saw each other naked, then died, then kissed for the first time, so they're already doing all of this out of order. What does it matter, as long as they're both happy with it?
Are they moving too fast? Part of her says yes, but another part of Makoto knows that she and Haru have already been through some difficult things together, and already have a basis for their relationship. There's no need for a getting-to-know-you phase when you already know each other.
Regardless, she arrives with a duffle bag, a satchel full of books, and a large smile.
No need to be nervous- this was just like any sleepover.
rolling her shoulders, Makoto knocks on Haru's door.
With the invitation, Makoto's quick to enter, remove her shoes, and wave happily at her... oh. Yeah. They should. probably discuss that. At some point. Not now, they didn't need to now.
Makoto pulls off her coat, and sets it by her shoes, and her duffle bag.
"I like your room," she says, looking around. "Y'know, I've never seen any of your living spaces."
They should, but gods know there's plenty of time. (But equally, after the way the last few weeks have been, they'll probably discuss it sooner than later.)
"I've done my best to liven up my side of the space, at least." And indeed, there are a few plants on the windowsill. "As for at home... I wouldn't say the house is really mine yet, as such. There's been so much else happening that I haven't had time to really think about it, other than not wanting to keep it so sparse. My bedroom does have more of my tastes reflected in it, but I also haven't really had it redecorated since middle school."
"I haven't really changed mine, either," she confesses. It wasn't like she'd been inviting people over all the time or anything. And there were more important things to focus on, instead of a curling-edged Sailor Moon poster that was bleached from the sun. Like the piles of books and homework and other papers.
"When we get home, I'll help you make your house your home, if you'd like. I bet you could have some incredible gardens going all year round with the right set-up." She looks over at the plants on the windowsill.
"These aren't doing half so bad, without the sun."
"I'd appreciate it, for sure. There's so much wasted space in that yard that I'd love to put to better use. I'm also considering setting Yusuke loose on the living room - there's a giant, blank white wall that's crying out for some color."
And then she'll pay him for his work and accept no arguments.
"They're hanging in there! I'll still be glad when we get proper sunlight back, but I'm doing what I can for them." Which now includes providing little balls of sunlight every now and then.
"I'd love to help somehow, though I'm afraid I'd really only just be a body." Maybe she could organize a library or something. "But I think Yusuke would love to paint you something."
Makoto looks at the plants and does something that probably makes her look a little weird, but there is apparently a science behind what she's doing, so she leans in and addresses the plants. "You're little troopers, aren't you? Yeah, you're real strong."
Oh god she's talking to a plant. Haru what have you done to her???
Haru can't help beaming in delight when Makoto talks to her plants. It means a lot that she's trying, no matter how silly it makes her feel.
"You would not just be a body, Makoto. Even if your only physical contribution were moving things around, I'd still be delighted to have you there. Even if you couldn't do that, your company is the most important thing."
It's the least she can do, try to offer some encouraging words to plants.
She blushes. "Then count me in, when we get back home." As close as they are growing here, and she's going to use that language because it is safe language to use, they are growing close, she wonders if any part of it will carry over to their home.
"Really?" Makoto pauses and turns to look at her... love interest. Carefully, she walks over to take a seat next to Haru, reaching for her hand. "That's awful, Haru."
"Well. Just about everyone my age was intimidated, and everyone else thought they could get some kind of favor with Father out of playing nice with me. I haven't talked to the people who could have been true friends in my ballet lessons since Father pulled me out of those."
And she hasn't bothered trying to reach out, because the people they were at eight got along, but they people they are now? Maybe they wouldn't. Besides, the Phantom Thieves gave her those true friends.
She loves the idea of Haru as a dancer. She's always been graceful, possessing the quiet strength needed to swing her axe. Yes, she could see her dancing.
"You do." She laces her fingers with Haru. "and we're so lucky to have you."
Haru's not sure if she would have wanted to stick with the lessons much longer than she was in them. But, like many other things in her life, the choice was made for her.
"...And now we're both in unfamiliar territory, aren't we?" Haru's blushing again, but she's not too embarrassed, really. At least they're here together.
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Not that it really needs it. She's fairly tidy, and Teddy wasn't exactly messy - and all of his things are gone regardless. But it's something to do with her nervous energy.
Part of her feels like this is moving too fast. The rest of her says they saw each other naked, then died, then kissed for the first time, so they're already doing all of this out of order. What does it matter, as long as they're both happy with it?
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Regardless, she arrives with a duffle bag, a satchel full of books, and a large smile.
No need to be nervous- this was just like any sleepover.
rolling her shoulders, Makoto knocks on Haru's door.
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"Come in!"
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Makoto pulls off her coat, and sets it by her shoes, and her duffle bag.
"I like your room," she says, looking around. "Y'know, I've never seen any of your living spaces."
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"I've done my best to liven up my side of the space, at least." And indeed, there are a few plants on the windowsill. "As for at home... I wouldn't say the house is really mine yet, as such. There's been so much else happening that I haven't had time to really think about it, other than not wanting to keep it so sparse. My bedroom does have more of my tastes reflected in it, but I also haven't really had it redecorated since middle school."
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"When we get home, I'll help you make your house your home, if you'd like. I bet you could have some incredible gardens going all year round with the right set-up." She looks over at the plants on the windowsill.
"These aren't doing half so bad, without the sun."
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And then she'll pay him for his work and accept no arguments.
"They're hanging in there! I'll still be glad when we get proper sunlight back, but I'm doing what I can for them." Which now includes providing little balls of sunlight every now and then.
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"I'd love to help somehow, though I'm afraid I'd really only just be a body." Maybe she could organize a library or something. "But I think Yusuke would love to paint you something."
Makoto looks at the plants and does something that probably makes her look a little weird, but there is apparently a science behind what she's doing, so she leans in and addresses the plants. "You're little troopers, aren't you? Yeah, you're real strong."
Oh god she's talking to a plant. Haru what have you done to her???
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"You would not just be a body, Makoto. Even if your only physical contribution were moving things around, I'd still be delighted to have you there. Even if you couldn't do that, your company is the most important thing."
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She blushes. "Then count me in, when we get back home." As close as they are growing here, and she's going to use that language because it is safe language to use, they are growing close, she wonders if any part of it will carry over to their home.
"And here, too."
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And she hasn't bothered trying to reach out, because the people they were at eight got along, but they people they are now? Maybe they wouldn't. Besides, the Phantom Thieves gave her those true friends.
"But I have you all now."
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"You do." She laces her fingers with Haru. "and we're so lucky to have you."
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But now, she's making her own choices.
"I'm lucky to have you, too."
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"It's not too terrible."
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"You know, I would have to agree with you about that."