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Kaede was mindlessly tapping the end of her pencil against her cheek trying to work out the math equation in front of her. It really shouldn’t have been so tough for her to solve, the problem was one of the easier ones that she had to do, yet she happened to be struggling the most with it. Of course, she did know why it was taking her so long, the distraction in question – or rather, the person in question, – sitting right in front of her.
At the moment Kaede was sitting on her bed across from Miu, both of them trying to complete their homework from earlier in the day. It was a usual ritual of sorts they had, going to either Miu or Kaede’s dorm to tackle their schoolwork together. It began with Miu repeatedly getting asked by Kaede for help concerning arithmetic, to Miu eventually admitting she was struggling with rhetoric. After a while, it became a comfortable routine for both of them. Even if their academic struggles lessened, they still found no reason to stop.
Kaede ceased her tapping and shifted her gaze away from her paper in favor of taking a peek at the inventor in front of her. Miu hadn’t yet noticed Kaede’s diverted attention and was still concentrated on her own work, something the pianist decided to take advantage of. Kaede took her time admiring her view. She watched as Miu pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear, inadvertently giving Kaede a better view of her face.
Kaede’s face tinged with pink, she couldn't help but find the inventor incredibly captivating. It was weird, she thought. She’d only ever felt these feelings for boys, never girls, let alone one of her closest friends. She couldn’t say for sure if it was a crush, but there were undeniably some sort of feelings there.
She should probably test the hypothesis before coming to any conclusions.
She put her notebook down on the bed to the side of her, if Miu noticed she paid it no mind. Kaede started to lean forward, bringing a hand beneath her for support. Miu finally looked up at the approaching pianist, making a look of confusion arise upon the inventor's face.
Kaede stopped moving closer, instead shifting her eyes to look into Miu’s eyes before locking her sights on her lips. Kaede brought her other hand up to the back of Miu’s neck. She slid it upwards slightly so her fingers were comfortably nestled in strawberry blonde hair. She applied just enough pressure to start to have Miu lean forward. Kaede resumed her forward motion too in an effort to close the gap between them.
Kaede’s lips met Miu’s. It was soft and careful, yet there was an underlying selfish messiness on Kaede’s behalf. She closed her eyes, sliding her hand around the inventor's head just enough to still be able to apply pressure to her neck, but now she was able to lightly glide a thumb across Miu’s cheekbone. Kaede felt Miu shudder under her palm, making her smile against Miu’s lips.
Kaede figured that was enough, but before she could start to pull away she felt a hand bury itself in her hair and pull her forward, deepening the kiss. She welcomed the enthusiasm and tilted her chin for a better angle.
Finally, they pulled apart. Kaede placed a quick kiss on the corner of Miu’s mouth as she backed away. Lips red and buzzing, Kaede could taste what she assumed was Miu’s chapstick on her lips, and she loved it.
They sat there lightly panting, mere inches apart, hands still intertwined in each other's hair. A few seconds passed of just that before Miu’s eyes suddenly widened, as if finally processing what just happened.
“What the fuck?” She breathed out.
Kaede grinned softly, “Just testing something.” If Kaede's other arm wasn’t supporting her weight, she would have brought her hand up to cup the inventor's cheek. Miu’s shocked expression juxtaposed by the fondness in Kaede’s smile. She could confirm with one-hundred percent accuracy that she liked girls. That she liked Miu .
Miu huffed as her features softened. “Well test it again.”
“Gladly.” Kaede brought the rest of her body forward, no longer relying on her arm to stay balanced. She used her now free hand to tilt Miu’s chin towards her, and their lips met once more.