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“I did it, I told my parents. I told them I’m a lesbian.” Yaoyorozu walked into Jiro’s dorm room. Sweating like she just walked straight through hell.
“Oh?” Jirou raised an eyebrow, putting away her guitar that she had just finished cleaning.
“That’s right I did, I can’t believe I did.” Momo stood in the middle of Jirou’s dorm with a look of triumph.
“How are they taking it? What did they say?” Jiro stood up from where she put her guitar.
“I don’t know… I put the letter in the mailbox just now.” Momo closed her eyes and cleared her mind.
“Well, how do you feel?” Jirou stood a few feet in front of Momo.
“I feel tough! I feel so sure of myself. It’s like I broke down a wall that was in my way. All of a sudden so many things make so much sense.” Momo put a hand on her forehead with her mouth gaped open in shock.
Jirou walked over and sat on her bed. “Is it like ‘Oh, That’s why I was in love with my first grade teacher!’” Jirou made a mock surprised face.
Momo moved her hand from her forehead and moved it to cover up her mouth. Her face came to a look of realization. “Oh. My. God.” She moved her hand from her mouth. “That is why I was in love with my first grade teacher.”
Jirou took Momo’s hand and shook it. “Welcome my good friend. You are now part of the club.” She then took apart their hands and pointed at Momo. “There’s a party at the Women’s collective tonight. You’re coming.” Jirou put her hand down.
“Oh, I don’t know, I mean I have a lot of work and-” Momo walked over to Jirou’s bed and sat down.
“What? Come on. It’s going to be fun.” Jirou looked over to Momo.
“Yea but-” Momo began.
“What?” Jirou cut her off and raised an eyebrow.
“I don’t know if I’ll fit in.” Momo looked to the side at the wall.
“What do you mean?” Jirou walked over to her. “With who?”
“The lesbians. The real leasbians.” Momo said, which made Jirou wear a really confused face.
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean.” Momo gestured at Jirou.
“No I really don’t.” Jirou crossed her arms across her chest.
“They’re politically and socially conscious and you know... Real Lesbians” Momo folded her arms on her lap.
“I still don’t get what you mean.” Jirou raised her eyebrow yet again.
“Look the only thing I really know about myself is that I’m asexual.” Momo stood up from the bed she was sitting on. Jirou looked at her skeptically. “I am. Just because I’m not attracted to men doesn’t necessarily mean I am attracted to women. It could also possibly be that I-”
Jirou grabbed the sides of Momo’s head pulling her down and kissing her. When she pulls away Momo has this bewildered look on her face. She then lunges at Jirou and kisses her passionately. Jirou kisses back with just as much passion as Momo. Momo then falls back onto Jirou’s bed as they continue their activity. It was an uncontrollable and totally inexperienced onslaught of pent up lust.
Jirou raised her head almost already covered in a small thin layer of sweat. “Oh okay, I guess we’re-” She’s cut off by Momo who leaps on her again and they continue.
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At a desk sits a grown Momo with her face as red as a tomato reading her old diary from first year. “Oh my god this is so embarrassing.” Then rolling on the bed to the side is Jirou who’s laughing so much she can’t breathe.
“No no, keep reading oh my god.” Jirou goes back into a huge laughing fit.
“Why am I doing this again?” Momo slouched down on the chair she was sitting on. “Ok fine.” She picked back up the diary and placed it in front of her own face. “Fine, let's continue. ‘Went to a meeting at the Gay Union tonight. I am petrified. A lot of political talk. Almost too much, but ultimately a reasonable amount.’ What does that mean?”
Jirou broke into a small fit of laughter much to Momo’s embarrassment. “You know what that’s fine when we were young there was something wrong with all of us let's move on shall we. ‘I signed up to help organize a ‘Take Back The Night March.’ I don’t know why I did it. I don’t know what that is’. Momo shut the book so fast and hard you could hear the loud thump. Jirou began going out in another giant fit of laughter. “Oh my god.”
“I’m not doing this anymore.” Momo began scooting back out of the chair.
“No- wait.” Jirou got off the bed stumbling as she walked towards Momo. “You agreed to this, you have to finish it.”
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Momo woke up with her arms around Jirou. However she didn’t notice her yet due to just now waking up.
What happened last night?
Are you really here?
Jirou Jirou Jirou
Momo looked down onto Jirou. Momo’s eyes went wide.
Hi Jirou!
Don’t wake up Jirou.
Momo slowly crawled out of the bed trying her best not to wake up Jirou.
Oh my God, last night
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, last night
Momo started pacing around Jirou’s room picking up her pants which were laying on the floor.
I got so excited
I was to enthusiastic
Thank you for not laughing
Well you laughed a little bit at one point when I was touching you
And said I might lose consciousness
Which you said was adorable
Momo finally took a breath this whole time she was lost in her thoughts and forgot to breathe.
And I just have to trust
That you don’t think I’m an idiot or some kind of animal
I’ve never lost control before to overwhelming lust
A blush began to form on Momo’s face as she stared at Jirou. Then another thought clouded by lust flew into her head.
But I must say that I’m changing my major to Jirou
I’m changing my major to sex with Jirou
The thought kept going back and forth in Momo’s mind. At that moment it seemed like the single best thought in the world.
I’m changing my major to sex with Jirou
With a minor in kissing Jirou
Momo stepped closer guestering to Jirou’s sleeping body looking so peaceful.
Foreign study to Jirou’s inner thighs
A seminar on Jirou’s ass in her Levi’s
And Jirou’s crazy onyx eyes
Jirou looked like an absolute angel at that moment in Momo’s eyes so perfect there was nothing and no one like her.
Jirou, I feel like Hercules!
Oh God, that sounds ridiculous
Just keep on sleeping through this
And I’ll work on calming down
A giant blush was present on Momo’s cheek. Out of embarrassment for what she was thinking and the single thought and idea of the girl in front of her.
So by the time you’ve woken up
I’ll be cool. I’ll be collected
And I’ll have some dignity, but who needs dignity?
It's true Momo didn’t care what others would think she wanted this, she needed this. Screw dignity she’s right who needs it anyways if it keeps you from the things you need.
‘Cause this is so much better
I’m radiating happiness
Which was true Momo was ecstatic. Last night was one by far probably the best night of her life. One night, just one night changed her life.
Will you stay here with me for the semester?
We won’t need any food
We’ll live on sex alone
Sex with Jirou!
Another thought clouded by lust but was it so wrong. Was she wrong for thinking for wanting to do what her heart told her to do?
I am writing a thesis on Jirou
It’s a cutting edge field, and my mind is blown
I would gladly stay up every night to hone
My compulsory skills with Jirou
By this point Momo was so lost in her thoughts she wasn’t making any sense but she knew what she meant. Looking down at Jirou sleeping like something out of this world. You know a “cutting edge field” if she could take all her credits on Jirou she would.
I will study my way down her spine
Familiarize myself with her well-made outline
While she researches mine
Jirou’s body is beautiful in itself but no matter how selfish Momo wanted to be she would also let Jirou study her. Have a piece of her if you will.
I don’t know who I am
I’ve become someone new
Nothing I just did is anything I would do
Momo felt new, she felt more free like she could do anything at this moment that she could end the world and rebuild it out of dust. But she also felt odd no one knew besides herself and Jirou how would everyone react?
Overnight, everything changed. I am not prepared
I’m dizzy, I’m nauseous, I’m shaky
I’m scared
Wait what had she just done she can’t be doing this what if someone finds out what if she somehow gets ruined what id people don’t accept her for who she is. What if Jirou doesn’t look at her the same way after last night.
Am I falling into nothingness
Or flying into something so sublime?
Then again last night was so good. It was Joyful, Bright, and Beautiful. She felt complete nothing could beat this feeling that was in her stomach right now. She didn’t care she would shove how happy she was in their faces if they tried to tear her down.
I don’t know, but I’m changing my major to Jirou
I thought all my life I’d be alone
But that was before I was lying prone in this dorm room bed with
Jirou
Yes. Yes. YES. THIS IS WHAT SHE WANTED. ALL HER LIFE SHE JUST WANTED SOMETHING, SOMEONE TO BRING HER JOY AND THIS WAS IT. Oh how wonderful it felt when she was laying there Jirou wrapped in her arms. She would kill to do it again if it was forbidden.
Look, she drooled on the pillow, so sweet
All sweaty and tangled up in my bed sheet
And my heart feels complete
That's true she did feel complete like she might explode after just a few minutes of thinking in her head.
Let’s never leave this room
How about we stay here 'till finals?
I’ll go to school forever
Momo began slowly walking back towards the bed and lowering herself slowly so she was laying next to Jirou again. Just listening to her breathing made her lull back to sleep slowly.
I’ll take out a dementedly huge high interest loan
Which wouldn’t be a problem. She would do anything to stay in this moment.
'Cause I’m changing my major to Jirou~