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It’s been two years since the events of Namsan Tower. The girls have since grown closer and have even established a romantic relationship.
They’ve kept it under wraps per Rumi’s request considering she didn’t want to put the public through another shocking event with passing off her patterns as tattoos. She also didn’t want to stress out Zoey and Mira on dealing with interviews and shows asking about their relationship.
To them, it worked well. The girls still got to do idol work while having their fun with each other away from prying eyes.
It was just another day in their hiatus. They had just wrapped up another successful world tour.
They had spent the better part of their morning cuddling on the couch. Zoey had her butt and legs up on the back rest where her back was supposed to go making her turtle pajamas rise up on her legs.
Mira, in her bear pajamas, was seen lying her head on the rapper’s stomach while Rumi occupied Zoey’s chest. Rumi was in cotton shorts and a T-shirt— more comfortable over the years showing her patterns.
The three were in comfortable silence not wanting to do much. They didn’t feel the need to do anything. Yesterday, they sparred till their bodies felt like jelly.
Even on hiatus, it was best to be prepared but the new Honmoon still remained strong and hardly penetrable that they rarely had an attack.
Zoey was staring at the ceiling thinking. It wasn’t like her to think and not speak but something about the silence with her girls in this moment felt too precious? So soft.
She didn’t want to break the peace they were having so she just thought about the memories they made from their latest world tour.
Taking the two to a Raisin Cane’s for the first time, going to Disneyland Paris, and trying balut in the Philippines; they were certainly experiences the trio wouldn’t forget in a long time.
But then, another thought popped up— a more intimate and maybe personal one.
The silence was broken.
“Question?” Her toes flex as the girls perk up on top of her.
“Answer?” Mira’s voice is soft and curious. Rumi purrs and snuggles into Zoey more.
“What was your first kiss like with each other?”
If a pin dropped, it could probably be heard from the kitchen with how quiet the area was. Two bodies slowly get up from their spot on Zoey’s to turn and look at her.
Mira has a glint in her eyes with a curve of a small smile forming. Rumi’s cheeks pink up quickly and her eyes dart around the room trying to find something more interesting.
“We never told you?” A hint of mischievous laces the dancer’s words. Zoey quietly observes as they go back and forth.
Rumi glares, “Don’t you dare Mira, at least frame it more nicely…” her finger points to her face signaling a “I’ll kill you if you get the story wrong” while Mira’s small smile turns into something bigger.
She shrugs in a lazy manner, “Let’s just say we were arguing.” Rumi huffs and crosses her arms.
Zoey shuffles to get her body upright cause she was buzzing with anticipation to hear how her two girlfriends kissed.
“You know it was more than that… We were full on fighting.” Rumi’s jaw tightens.
“Wait stop.. you guys were fighting? When was this?” She pouts and something inside her cries a little for not knowing that the two fought.
Mira and Rumi swiftly go to her and pepper her with kisses and apologies. Their lips graze every inch of her face.
“No no baby it’s not like that. Rumi, geez, way to freak her out!” Mira takes a turn frowning at the half demon’s half finished statement.
Rumi, quick to remedy the situation, continues, “We were fighting because Mira was acting like a jealous school girl over me doing a variety show with Jaejoon from SPF 100.”
Cheeks redden and eyebrows scowl at the mention of his name, “I was no—“
“You were! And I didn’t know it was jealousy at the time so I thought you were just mad you didn’t have variety show date with him.” Rumi flops back into the couch while Zoey starts smiling again.
“I told Bobby to set something up with him and Mira and she overhead me on the phone. She didn’t talk to me individually for days!”
Zoey couldn’t pinpoint when that happened so she must have been busy or they just kept it hidden really well that they were fighting.
Mira stays quiet as she tries to inhale and exhale to calm herself. Zoey squeezes her tightened fist to get her to relax— which slowly works.
“So I decided to confront her after we had finishing sparring for the day cause you had left to go shower first.”
Rumi stops to hold Mira’s other hand— intertwining their fingers. She daintily kisses the top of her palm as a “I’m sorry, forgive me” for the story.
Mira kisses her hand back and visibly relaxes.
She starts, “Sorry, I just.. Anyways, she confronted me about how I was acting…”
“And how were you acting exactly?” Zoey turns tilts her head like a cat— question lacing the air.
“I.. I was talking bad about Jaejoon with her because he was being awfully touchy with Rumi on the show and I couldn’t take it. So I resorted to being mean whenever she brought him up.” Zoey holds a giggle in, covering her mouth. Mira’s jealousy once started, can be hard to pull her out of it.
“To continue though, she said we had to nip this problem in the bud and wouldn’t let me leave till I said sorry about him.” Mira hesitates to explain further so Rumi jumps back in.
“Obviously she wouldn’t apologize so I made it a game. If she pinned me at any point, she didn’t have to apologize about talking bad about him. But if I pinned her, she would have to apologize.” A mirth reaches Rumi’s eyes as the story progresses. Mira now seeps back into the couch with Zoey following along.
Zoey found it amusing that her girlfriends would resort to such antics. But they never could turn down a competition— let alone against each other. It was an automatic loss if you turned down a challenge with the other person.
“So hand to hand combat and wrestling happened. And as we were fighting, I was trying to pinpoint why she was acting that way. I tried getting under her skin about the show date and him.”
Mira quips, with a raised brow, “Which worked… cause I decided to be super possessive of you even though we weren’t dating yet. My jealousy got the better of me.”
That was probably an understatement. Mira was downplaying a lot of what she felt in that moment.
“She said something about going on an actual date with him and that he was definitely my type,” Mira exasperates in feign annoyance at her own retelling— Zoey and Rumi giggling now, “to which I caught her off guard and pinned her to the wall.”
OOH KABEDON?! Zoey had stars in her eyes at imagining her girlfriends.
“And then I yelled my confession at her. That I was in love with her and not him. That my jealousy was more because he was near her and touching her when it should have been me.”
Mira softens now, “That’s when—“
Rumi straightens up, “I kissed her but I uh.. missed her lips. I ended up in between her nose and the top of her lip.”
Zoey couldn’t help but laugh now which makes the half demon’s patterns glow and her face turning into a dark crimson shade.
“It was embarrassing okay! I was pinned one arm up and was trying to reach her. I hid my face after that but Mira gently pulled my hands away and properly kissed me.” Rumi finds it hard to look at Zoey because of how goofy her smile was.
Mira laughs quietly and just nods to the finish of their first kiss story. The tension earlier dissipates like it never existed in the first place.
Zoey remembers her first kiss quite well with the two. With Rumi, they were cuddling in her room cause Mira was off for a model shoot in Milan so they were alone together.
They were watching ‘Howl’s Moving Castle’ which was one of Zoey’s favorite Studio Ghibli movies. They had barely started the movie; it was on the scene where Sophie gets cursed.
Zoey was going on about the movie itself compared to the book version while Rumi listened. In fact, Zoey was so engrossed on the screen and talking that she didn’t realize Rumi was just admiring her and not watching the movie.
~Flashback
“Hey Zo?” Rumi whispered as to not startle the girl as she was ranting. Zoey stopped mid sentence and turns to look at her leader.
“Ya Rumes?” Curious eyes bore into hers as she musters up the courage to speak.
Her lips part but no sound comes out as a blush forms. Zoey looked beautiful as ever— the light from the tv illuminating her features while the dim glow up stars all across her room shined faintly.
“Cat got your tongue tiger?” Zoey is amused as she lightly licks her lips which doesn’t unnoticed by Rumi.
She swallows dryly and responds, “No… I’m just admiring the view.” Her lips curve into a soft smile as Zoey grins in return.
“Well thank you! I know I’m a pretty great view.” She playfully poses in a cute manner with her hands as if she’s leaning on a table top. Her buns bounce up and down energetically as she switches to a different pose.
Rumi giggles and continues, “Yes haha but you’re more than that. You’ve always been more than just a pretty face and a nice smile…” Zoey stops now and makes eye contact again. Her ears start to redden.
“I think to me, you’re a star that I always wanna keep gazing at,” Rumi shyly brings her hands together to fiddle with her thumbs, “I wanna keep gazing at Mira too because you both create light in my darkest hour and my brightest day.”
Zoey’s full on red at this point holding her hoodie sleeves.
“Zoey.. I’ve fallen in love with both of you… and I’m hoping..,” Rumi whips her head to look at her, “That you both feel the same.”
Zoey stares at her leader, processing her confession. In the next second, she brings Rumi into a bone crushing hug.
“We do.. we so do.” Tearfully, she pulls away with a wolfish grin. She straddles her leader now.
“We’ve been waiting for a while hehe.”
“I imagine.. I’m sorry.”
“No apologies Rumes,” she leans in slowly, “We’ll always wait for you..” Rumi’s eyes recognize the moment and her lids flutter close. Lips part.
Zoey takes the moment as confirmation and locks lips gently. Gentle and hesitant, waiting for Rumi’s permission.
Rumi cups her neck with one hand and pulls her closer for more pressure.
~ Real Time
“I hope your first kiss with Mira wasn’t that embarrassing as mine.” Rumi gets up to stretch her back.
Mira and Zoey shift to look at each other and they giggle.
“It wasn’t.” They say at the same time.
“It was comfortable and easy actually. We were in bed cuddling and something just felt different.” Mira puts her arm around Zoey and brings her into a cheek kiss.
“We ended up sharing a kiss or two.” Zoey giggles as Rumi smiles.
The dancer snorts, “Right.. just two. More like two hours of making out.” A small blush forms on the pink haired girl’s face.
“You’re the one that wanted to keep going! I wanted to keep it light haha.” Zoey winks for good measure.
“I.. are you calling me needy?” she drawls— arm about to pull away but Zoey keeps it there with her hands.
“There’s nothing wrong with being needy.. plus it was hot and I obviously didn’t want to stop.” Zoey returns the cheek kiss from earlier and grins as Mira gives her access to her neck to place another kiss.
“There is one thing I’m wondering though,” Zoey pulls back to make sure the two were paying attention, “Is it possible to do a three way kiss?”
Their eyes blink in confusion. A three way kiss? Was that even possible?
Rumi sits criss cross now on the couch pondering the question.
Mira pulls her arm back this time to lean further back into the couch.
“I mean… I don’t see why not,” Mira wearily gets out, “It would just be a quick peck right?”
Rumi’s eyebrows scrunch up, “Well any longer would be a three way make out session…”
“That’s a lot of tongues.. heh.” Zoey smirks but Mira lightly taps her head.
“Knock it off, don’t be weird. I wanna indulge what you’re asking but you’re making it weird.” Mira eye rolls playfully.
“Sorry sorry, it’s just I’m thinking about it cause we’ve all kissed each other but I wanna try doing it with both of you at the same time.” Zoey claps her hands together excitedly and bounces up and down on the couch.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try,” Rumi adjusts her spot to put her feet on the ground while Mira copies her, “Let’s do it!”
Their leader’s anticipation for the three way kiss stirs something up inside of the other two. A heat creeps up both of their necks.
Lips lick unconsciously as the three settle into a comfortable but heightened silence.
“So should we countdown?” Zoey questions like the other two know the answer.
They stare and then all three start laughing.
“Zoey.. I swear you’re such a dork but you’re our dork.” Mira wipes the laugh droplets from her eyes.
“Ya no kidding. You’re something else Zo.” Rumi barely gets out between breaths.
“Mouuu you two are the worst,” she pouts for a couple seconds but can’t help but flip that frown upside down, “I’m just gonna countdown and hope for the best.”
They all nod in agreement.
“Okay, three.” They steady themselves.
“Two..” The three wait on bated breath as they inch closer ever so slightly.
“One!” They all lean in at the same time and too fast.
*BONK*
Heads collide and noses get smooshed with lips barely connecting.
“OUGHH” Painfully, all three rub their foreheads and noses. That.. definitely wasn’t the right way to do it.
Rumi bridges her nose, “Are you two okay?” Her pained expression turns into a caring one.
Zoey snorts, “You’re really asking that after we just bonked heads together?”
“Of course she would Zo, leave her alone,” Mira rubs her forehead with her palm, “But seriously, that hurt. And that’s definitely not how it’s done.”
“Ya no shit,” Rumi interjects— arms crossing, “But I’m still down to do it again. We just need to go slower.”
“No countdown this time,” finished Zoey.
They huff in agreement.
Again, they prepare themselves. Hands sweaty, lips puckered.
The air felt charged but in a good way. This time, the girls inched slowly. Rumi closed her eyes first and waited patiently. Always taking the lead.
Zoey followed suit being close to Rumi’s lips as much as possible but leaving room for Mira.
Their breaths mingle waiting for their third. Mira grabs hold onto Zoey and Rumi’s arms to pull them together.
She completes the kiss and all three collectively sigh into it. It was better than the first attempt by far.
Although fleeting, the three way kiss opened up an avenue of distinct feelings within the three. A mixture of happiness, gratefulness, and tender affection.
The three pulled away— Zoey humming happily.
“Now that.. was much better,” she cheeses as she wraps her arms around her girls.
“Haha agreed!”
“Totally.” The two exclaimed in unison. They go to kiss Zoey on her cheeks— effectively squishing her.
“Thanks for suggesting it Zoey,” whispers Mira. The dancer snuggles into her neck, “It’s a cute way of bringing us together besides holding hands.”
“Mhm,” purrs Rumi— she rests her head on Zoey’s shoulder, “That’s in our repertoire now.”
It was indeed. Zoey’s heart jolts in giddiness. Another idea successful for the bubbly girl.
A three way kiss is their promise kiss. A promise to be together forever.