sixthiterationlogs | it's a little thing called puppy love

WHO: Sansa Stark
WHERE: In front of her home
WHEN: Dec 8th
OPEN TO: Open
WARNINGS: will update if needed
STATUS: Open

Raleigh had told her about the strange boxes that arrived now and then for people without warning or clue as to who sent them. It was in one of those boxes that he had gotten his cat and she knew that Margaery had gotten her puppy the same way. Sansa didn't consider that it might be possible she would get a box of her own, though.

So imagine her surprise when she stepped outside with the intention of going for an early morning walk only to stop at the sight of a box sitting on the front step. Freezing, her lashes fluttered as she blinked at it and the fact that her name was written rather boldly on the lid. Her lips parted in surprise as she glanced back and considered calling out for someone to come look just in case what she was seeing was a trick of the imagination. Not that she did actually call out. Instead, she turned back to make sure the box was still waiting for her and pressed her lips together when she saw that it hadn't disappeared.

Closing the door gently behind her, she took a careful step closer and then another until she was right in front of the box where she could kneel to get a closer look. She started to reach for the lid when suddenly the box jumped just a little, causing her to jump a little as well. She froze for a second, holding still for a heartbeat or two, before finally opening the box to see what was inside.

The way the box had moved clued her into the fact that there was most likely something living inside but nothing could have prepared her for the sight of a white, fluffy puppy inside. Almost immediately she was cooing as she watched the puppy wriggle in excitement at the sight of her. Then the puppy was doing its best to get out of the box, its back feet scratching against the side as it tried to pull itself up and over in an attempt to get to Sansa.

"Ooh, you little sweetheart." Sansa giggled, reaching in to scoop the puppy out into her arms. Then she sat right there on the front step of her home, giggling again as she tried to avoid the exuberant 'kisses' the puppy was trying to give her face.

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"I think she'll like her as much as she likes anyone else," Raleigh says, laughing at the idea of his cat taking to anyone. Yuki is affable enough when left to her own devices but she is definitely an independent creature. He doesn't know if she'll come around for just anyone.

"We can give it a try, though. I don't think she'll dislike her."

"I would like to be able to bring Akira whenever I come visit you." Sansa murmurs, a bit of a rosy blush climbing into her cheeks as she lowers her gaze and thinks about what had happened the last time she visited him. She has already played the kiss over and over in her brain since leaving his place.

"As long as you don't mind us visiting." She adds, realizing that she should be sure that he doesn't mind her coming to visit again.

"Nah, bring Akira when you come. Yuki comes and goes, anyway, so it's not going to be a problem even if they aren't best friends. I can't see it being an issue."

Raleigh smiles at her, softer then. "I never mind when you visit. I want you to come whenever you get the time."

She smiles at him again, nodding at his reassurance that it's okay for her to bring Akira to visit. She is hoping that the cat and dog will get along to make things easier on them both but it's one of those things where she would have to wait and see.

Then her smile grows even while she thinks about when she can go over to his place. "Are mornings usually okay?"

"I'm a morning person," Raleigh says, smiling a little wider. "So I think mornings are going to be pretty great, really, if you want to come by and go for a walk with me while I check my lines down at the river? I can teach you how to fish, too, if you want to learn."

It's not something he thinks of Sansa doing, fishing, but maybe it's something they can do together.

She can't help but be charmed by the sight of his smile and it makes her own grow as she continues to look up at him. "I like mornings too."

At least she has a brand new appreciation for them now.

While she doesn't know much about fishing, she does nod at his suggestion because it's something that she can learn and it gives them a perfect excuse to spend time together. Not that they need an excuse but she still likes the opportunity. "If you don't mind being patient and taking the time to teach me, I would love to learn."

She means fishing and only fishing, she swears.

"I'll teach you anything you want to learn," Raleigh says. He smiles at her, soft and slow, and reaches out to touch her hand lightly. He feels more and more for her as time passes and he thinks this is serious. It's been a long time since he's felt like this about anyone; what he feels for her is a lot deeper than most women he's been with.

"You just have to ask, Sansa."

It isn't the first time that she has seen that kind of smile on a man when he looks at her but it is the first time she finds herself reacting to it. It's like a little jolt to her system that makes her feel warm and almost giddy as she bites her bottom lip, briefly lowering her gaze as she fights the urge to kiss him. Right there. Out in the open.

When she peeks at him, the gaze could be described as flirtatious though it's not something she is aware of. It's a genuine reaction from a woman attracted to a man. Which she is. More than that, she cares about him too. Quite a bit, already.

"That's all it takes?" She asks, her voice softer and almost a touch huskier than before.

"When it comes to me? Yeah, that's all it ever takes. You just have to ask and I'll do it for you," Raleigh promises her. He knows she has brothers there, true, but he is willing to do just about everything for her. He's already feeling very strong feelings for her and a strong connection. Every day just makes it a little bit stronger.

"I'm always happy to do what you ask of me."

The very strong feelings along with the strong connection seems to be something that Sansa is all too aware of and shares in. The only issue is that the intensity behind how much she wants this, whatever it is exactly, scares her. It scares her because life has a tendency to yank the things or the people that she wants away from her before she can have a chance to hold on.

Looking up at Raleigh as he promises that he will do whatever she asks of him, she feels a flicker of fear over the idea that she might lose him and that feeling spurs her on. "Will you kiss me?"

Raleigh isn't the kind of guy who says no when pretty girls ask him to kiss them so he cups her cheek and slides his other arm around her waist to pull her close, kissing her softly.

Everything he does with Sansa is soft and steady, coaxing her to trust him and be comfortable with him and simply relax. There's no need for anything rushed with her.

Sansa knows that it is quite risky to ask Raleigh for a kiss when they are out in the open on the front step but she doesn't see anything wrong with it. Yes, she knows that she should talk to her brothers first, to inform them that there is someone she wants to kiss, but that will come later.

She pauses long enough to put Akira on the step before sliding into Raleigh's arms, noting once more how gentle he is being as she meets the kiss and returns it with the same softness.

"I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of kissing you," Raleigh says when he pulls away. Her cheeks are a little pink from the cold and he brushes his fingertips against one, touching it lightly.

"You look perfect out here, like some kind of snow maiden or something. I guess you weren't kidding when you said you came from someplace cold, huh? You look like you were born for it."

"You have no idea how pleased I am to hear that." Sansa murmurs when the kiss breaks and the pull apart. Not too far, of course. Not when she can enjoy the feel of his fingers brushing against her cheek and sending sparks down her spine.

Then she blushes a little, lowering her gaze with a small smile before peeking at him again. "I don't feel cold right now."

it's a little thing called puppy love

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