ᵗʰᵒʳᶰ ʳᵒˢᵉ / ᵗʰᵒʳᶰ ʳᶤˢᵉᶰ *

❝ You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.. or worse, you would. Oh, God, now I can’t think of  anything  worse ! ❞

Hands flew up to cover her face. Ginger was the last person she’d ever come to for anything, it was nothing too personal, they were just so DIFFERENT.  There was something wrong with Ginger..

SEND A HEART FOR A SPECIFIC KISS.

Send 💑 for a first kiss.

There’s something sweet to look at –the fair brunette as she fills her vision. A vision of forbidden fruit. Senses seduced, one broken vow after another and did any of it matter to anyone but her? Not even to her. Not anymore. And maybe now she had to see just how far to take it.

Lips pressed against her own, soft and chaste, Dawn almost wishes she could say the sparks flew –it’s remnants something MAGNETIC, something that brought the pieces together. But instead, it only evokes a familiar warmth..an  a f f i n i t y.

Still, she savors this with shallowed breaths, a creeping sense of fouling her own nest. Dawn wants to laugh at herself in this moment.

Their foreheads touch, uncertainy in her doe-eyed expression.

Dawn twists the chain of the other’s necklace between thumb and forefinger, and she whispers,

❝ Yuri? I wanted to say I’m really sorry for this thing that  h a p p e n e d. For your, uum.. your ‘poetry’ club? ❞  

It wasn’t exactly her fault their club would be disbanded to make room for her own. She hadn’t all the sordid details. ( ASK and YOU SHALL RECIEVE, Dawn. ) & no one kept her quite ‘in-the-know’ with the politics of it all; still she felt she should take some responsibility. 

❝ I tried apologizing to Natsuki .. she wouldn’t even look at me. ❞ Sluggish shrug, she smiles mirthless at her classmate.