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"H-hanako kun-!"
Lips pressed against each other, a chilly hand cupping her red cheek. Gasping for air, Nene shifted in her shoes. The only sound was the rustling of clothes against each other, and the hitching of breath.
This was the new normal. It would start with some simple flirting, and things would escalate between them. It started with chaste kiss, and they were both a little clumsy.
Nene never thought they would ever go this far. Hanako pinned her against the bathroom wall, face red and sweaty. A small whimper escaped Nene's mouth.
Something cold and wet pressed against her neck, and she squealed at the sensation. He slowly nibbled on the skin, and she could feel his hands creep around her waist. Hanako slowly lowered them to her hips. Glancing up nervously, his face turned red. Tears formed around Nene's eyes.
"Shit.... actually nevermind..." Hanako murmured in embarrassment. Relaxing his arms, Nene was released. She was slightly relieved, her heart threatening to burst through her chest.
"S-sorry Yashiro..."
Rain thumped against the window pane, everything was soaked and dreary outside.
Stepping towards her boyfriend, or whatever he was to her, Nene placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, I should probably head home..." A burst of thunder erupted as Hanako grinned sheepishly.
A soft kiss on his cheek, and Nene grabbed her bag, waving goodbye.
To be honest, it felt strange. She never had felt so... overwhelmed. She should tell Hanako that they go slower. They were only kids, after all! It's not like she was dying to do anything more.
A sudden burst of cold on her neck caused her to squeal. Whipping her head around, she pouted.
"Hey daikon senpai!~" Mitsuba cooed, giggling slightly. "You are all red, did I really scare you that much!~"
Nene covered her mouth, unable to respond. "Eh, I lied. I know what happened!" He said, erupting in laughter. Her cheeks flushed even redder.
Biting his lip, a mischievous grin played on Mitsuba's face. "I have the mirrors, y'know. Nothing is private..."
Rain pittered outside. "You shouldn't be spying on me!!" She said, hands on hips. Mitsuba grinned wider. "It's not like I want to watch you make out with no.7! I don't have a choice!" He stuck his tongue out.
A huff escaped Nene's lips as she walked away, ignoring Mitsuba's taunts. Pink eyes watered. "Don't leave meeee!!" He shouted giggling.
She turned around, rolling her eyes sarcastically. "Fine, I'll text you later!"
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The air smelled like a mixture of nail polish and artificial peach. Nene always loved everything about Aoi, her shiny purple hair and large eyes. Light pink lips, always smiling. Platonically, of course. There is no way that Aoi would even like her like that! Not that she does like Aoi, of course!
Light blue polish adorned Nene's nails. It shimmered in the subtle lighting of Aoi's room.
Her hair was gently being braided, the sound of Aoi's humming filled the room. She beamed down at Nene, eyes sparkling.
"Have you heard this song? It's pretty popular these days." She said, sliding a clip into Nene's bangs. The cream haired girl paused, thinking a bit.
"I...think so..?" She mumbled, brow scrunched. Aoi erupted in laughter. Feet kicking in the air, she collapsed on her back, chocking in breaths.
"N-nene chan! Y-you're so s-serious!!" She giggled struggling for air. She felt her cheeks grow warmer as Aoi giggled hysterically.
"Is it really that funny?" Nene said, biting her lip. Gazing up at the ceiling, Aoi smiled. "Sorry Nene chan. You're just so cute sometimes, I can't help it!"
Color seeped into her cheeks. What was she thinking? Hanako was her boyfriend! Not Aoi!
Aoi gently played with Nene's hair. Her hands felt soft and warm, it was comforting. She suddenly jolted up, grinning. Nene blinked in confusion as Aoi ran to get something.
She returned momentarily, with a pair of scissors in hand. "You said you wanted to trim your hair, right?"
Putting a finger to her lip, she remembered mentioning her desire to cut her hair. Nene nodded enthusiastically.
"Yeah! About the length it was in middle school." She said, putting her fingers to her shoulders for scale. Aoi tilted her head, smiling. "Do you think your mom will be okay with you cutting it?"
"Yeah." She giggled, and Aoi sat beside her. "Well let's get started!"
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