Chapter Text
Amelia sat at the bar with a glass of brandy in hand. She starred into the glass, nothing particular in mind. Amelia hadn’t planned anything for tonight, much like the other Saturday nights too.
“Uh, hello, can I get a merlot?” A soft voice came from behind Amelia. From the corner of her eyes, she watched as the figure awkwardly made her way up on the stool of the bar as the bartender poured her drink.
“A merlot?” Amelia chuckles. The lady beside her squeaks in surprise.
‘Cute.’ Amelia thinks to herself.
“Are you sure you don’t want something else? A merlot is too boring for a bar, why not something a bit more refreshing?” Amelia looks over. The lady was beautiful, her long flowy midnight blue hair flowed down her shoulders. Her eyes were a shade of purple and blue, like a mirror, it reflected an image of Amelia. The girl wore a semi-formal purple dress that stuck close to her figure, showing the perfect curves of the girl’s body. Even with her image, she still had an aura of an innocent lamb.
“I’m fine, I'm not great with alcohol,” The lady smiles politely.
“I’m Amelia Watson, call me Ame. What’s your name?” Amelia reaches her hand out.
The girl hesitantly reaches her hand out to shake it. “I’m Ninomae Ina’nis, call me Ina.”
“Ina,” Amelia tested the name out on her tongue, just as she thought, it rolled out like butter. Soft, rich, and glistening with beauty. “What brings a lady like you here? It looks like it’s your first time.”
“Oh- you can tell?” Ina looks at herself.
“It’s nothing with your outfit or anything,” Amelia smiles. Just with this little conversation she was already starting to adore her. “I’ve been here for quite a while to know how people are just by their little gestures.”
“I see…” Ina says.
“Here’s your drink ma’am.” The bartender places the glass of merlot in-front of Ina. She takes a sip making her eyes shine.
“Is it good?” Amelia asks.
Ina nods. “Though I still prefer coffee more.”
Amelia starts cracking up. “You’re a coffee person?”
“Yea, I’m mostly running on coffee.” Ina smiles, taking another sip of the merlot. “What about you?”
Amelia shakes her head. “I’m not much of a fan of coffee, it’s too bitter for my liking.”
“Isn’t alcohol bitter though?” Ina questions.
“It is,” Amelia agrees. “But it feels different. I like the burning sensation that goes through my throat each time I take a sip. It feels wild yet delicate.”
“Like you?”
“No, no, I’m not delicate at all,” Amelia laughs, taking a sip of brandy. “I’m more wild and rough, or that’s what everyone says about me.”
“I guess you and I are quite different then, Ame.” Ina smirks.
“You sure?” Amelia challenges. “Two ladies at a bar having a casual conversation about themselves, I see nothing more and nothing less.”
.
.
.
Amelia doesn’t know how it ended up where it ended up but it just happened.
After their talk they decided to go home, but somehow Ina got drunk. To Amelia’s surprise, Ina was actually quite a heavy drinker, she drank at least 5 glasses of the merlot before passing out.
“Hey, do you have any friends that could take you home?” Amelia shook the drunk Ina who was half passed out and half there, dazed.
“F- friends?” Ina mumbled.
“Yea, friends. Do you have any that could take you home?”
“Don’t wanna go home~” Ina slurs.
“Damn it!” Amelia grumbles. She had no choice but to drag Ina to her place.
Amelia took the cab and directed the driver to her apartment with Ina in her arms. It was one thing to talk to someone but it was another to bring them home afterwards. She wondered what Ina would think of her when she woke up in Amelia’s apartment.
Amelia fumbles with her keys in one hand while trying to keep Ina up with the other. She sticks the key into the keyhole and opens the door. Kicking her shoes to the side and throwing her stuff on the table, she hurriedly carries Ina into her bedroom, laying her down softly on the bed.
“Jeez, maybe I should work out more,” Amelia rubs her sore arms. Ina wasn’t heavy, she felt like paper, it was not her fault, it was Amelia’s to have such noodle arms.
Amelia racks her hair back with her fingers, feeling the small droplets of sweat from the workout she just had.
She was about to turn and head to the bathroom when she felt a hand grab her wrist. “Ame…”
“Yes?” Amelia turns around
“Stay… please…” She muttered.
Amelia’s heart panged, a small blush finding its way up her cheek. “Alright, just for awhile, I need to go take a shower-”
Ina pulls her into the bed, Amelia makes sure to not hit Ina by quickly pressing her hands down on her sides. They were now face to face.
“Uh, I-”
Ina wraps her arms around Amelia’s nape, tugging Amelia forwards. They stare into each other's eyes, both filled with a desire, hunger for something deep inside each other. They lean in, their lips centimeters away from each other.
Amelia could feel Ina’s hot breath against her, the lust in her was growing and rising.
Their lips finally collided, each fighting for dominance. Amelia’s core buzzed with heat, her body was now covered in sweat. Her hands roamed around Ina’s body.
Amelia could feel the delicate and silky skin underneath that dress, Ina’s body trembles, Amelia’s fingers feel so hot on her skin that it makes her want for more.
“Are you sure you want this?” Amelia stops at the bottom, looking back at the lustful Ina.
Ina nods, “Keep going.”
With that affirmation, Amelia went on. She didn’t give a fuck on what will happen a few hours later, she only cared about now, she only cared about filling both of their desires to the brim.
.
.
.
That morning when Amelia woke up, the space beside her felt empty and cold. She was naked and the room was a mess, her clothes laid scattered on the floor.
‘God damn it Watson,’ Amelia slaps herself on the face. She can’t believe she just had a one night stand.
Amelia rubs her eyes as she sits up. The hangover from yesterday hit her head like a truck. She glances over at her nightstand and sees a note under a cup of water with supplements.
Dear Ame,
I’m sorry that I left so suddenly. I didn’t know how to interact with you after the certain event that occurred last night, so at the end I wrote you this note for you. I sincerely apologize for my irrational actions and thinking, I hope you forgive me and my intentions. Please eat some medicine and drink some water to heal up from the hangover.
Sincerely,
Ina
‘She’s too damn kind for her own good.’ Amelia couldn’t help but smile a little at the cute note, she also loved the small drawing that Ina drew on the corner of the note.
“Get it over with Watson, you still have class,” Amelia quickly takes the medicine and water before gathering her clothes together.