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El dropped down on the bed beside their best friend. "Quinn. I need a favor."
She looked up from her homework and raised an eyebrow. "Oookay? Sure, what is it?"
"I need you to kiss me. With tongue."
"El, what the fuck? No?!" Quinn stared at them, completely baffled. "Why?!"
"Scientific curiosity."
"What?"
El rolled their eyes before explaining the obvious. "I wanna know what it's like. Pretty sure it's gross and I'll hate it, but I can't say that for certain before I have experienced it. So I need you to kiss me. With tongue," they repeated their request.
"And I need you to stop saying that," Quinn grimaced. "Also - why me?"
"Who else? I'm not going to ask some random person. So of course you."
"But that's... no. We can't." Quinn crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Why not?"
"Because! You're my best friend!"
"Yeah, exactly!" El attested. "So, who else? I really don't see what the big deal is. It's not like I'm going to fall in love with you or something."
"You sure?"
"Pretty sure."
"Still..." Quinn frowned.
El hadn't expected that much resistance - it seemed like an easy enough request. Why was Quinn making such a thing out of this now? Then a suspicion dawned on them.
"Wait, but you have kissed people before, right?"
"Pff, yeah, of course! I kissed tons of people!" Quinn protested, a bit too quickly and a bit too empathically.
"Like who?"
"Like tons!" Quinn glared at them for a few moments, before lowering her gaze and fidgeting with the pen. "Okay, fine, I only kissed one other person before. Once. Last year." She hesitated. "Laura, from history."
El needed a moment to process that name, then they made a face. "The cheerleader?"
"Yes, the cheerleader."
"I thought you hated her."
"What does it matter," Quinn grimaced, apparently not particularly keen on delving into that topic.
El was more than willing to drop it. "Doesn't matter at all. So, can you kiss me now? Please?"
"Oh my god, fine," she sighed, knowing full well that El wouldn't give up easily.
Quinn positioned herself in front of El so they were facing each other. Gnawing on her lip, she tilted her head and moved a bit forward, with El patiently waiting. Then she hesitated and pulled back again.
"You sure about this?"
"You're making this way more complicated than it needs to be," El stated.
"It's just... I don't know how to start."
"Then I'll do it."
Without further ado, El wrapped their arms around Quinn's neck and pulled her closer, pressing their lips on hers. After a moment of surprise, Quinn closed her eyes and leaned into it, reciprocating the kiss and parting her lips slightly so their tongues touched.
After a few seconds, El pulled back again.
Quinn stared at them, slightly stunned, and blushed. "That's... wow."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, just... wow." She needed a moment to get her bearings. "Why the fuck are you so good at this?!"
El shrugged. "Watched a lot of videos about it, and read some instructions and stuff." Of course they did, that shouldn't come as a surprise to anyone who knew them. "That's why I was reasonably sure I wouldn't like it too much."
"Well, did you like it?"
"Nah, it's kinda gross actually," they admitted and shrugged. "But thanks!"
Quinn stared at her best friend, still flabbergasted, and started laughing.