Ne ne, I request the ship of Koro and Twi //slapped/ Pfffff if that's okay x'3 Uhm uhm, I looked at the prompts you shared earlier and I choose uhm “I’m flirting with you", yea that one. ;;v;; Hope that's okay!
“You could be the jam to my toast.” A teen with pink hair, and similar colored eyes said, a grin placed joyously upon her lips. She was leaning against a counter, casually nibbling on a piece of toast that indeed had jam on top of it. The other whom she was talking to rolled her eyes and brushed some of her black fringe away from green eyes that sparkled in amusement. “Oh, really? Wouldn’t that mean I was on top, Rii-chan?” She asked in a joking, her thin lips twitching upwards into a small, entertained smirk at what she thought was her friend’s joke. “Pfft, not at all, Twi-chan.” Rii-chan replied, as she continued to nibble on her piece of toast, Twi-chan was rather oblivious to what Rii-chan thought was obvious flirting, or maybe not so. Twi-chan took it as a joke, and waved it off. Maybe, Rii chan thought, I’m not that good at flirting.But it wasn’t that, no, not at all. Twi-chan would just never think that someone would flirt with her, she never thought anyone ever would. Even if someone were to kiss the girl, she’d wave it off, ignore the fact that someone could ever like her.Rii-chan didn’t like that, to her, Twi-chan was very likeable, and loveable. Although Rii-chan was honestly too shy to admit something like, how she liked Twi-chan. So she dropped little hints, little things that maybe Twi-chan would catch onto eventually. Twi-chan never did, she often wouldn’t pay attention to those hints, and the rare times she did, she thought Rii-chan was joking.Rii-chan internally sighed as she watched the younger black haired teen - who was sitting atop one of the marble counters in Rii-chan’ kitchen - eat her cereal. Every now and than she’d swing her legs back and forth childishly. “I was flirting with you, you know?” Rii-chan suddenly blurted out, making her own cheeks burn in embarrassment. What if Twi-chan didn’t feel the same way about her? What if the other was freaked out and never wanted to talk to her ever again? “Huh…?” Twi-chan squeaked, pale cheeks heating up in red, green eyes had widened behind the red frames of the glasses that were perched gently atop her nose. Twi-chan had bit her lip, a notable mannerism she did when she was nervous. She didn’t look at Rii-chan, her eyes just sort of darted around the room as she spoke nervously, “Like me? Haha, stop joking, Rii-chan..” The thing was, Rii-chan wasn’t joking even if she avoided Twi-chan’s gaze as well, she wasn’t joking. Twi-chan had finished her cereal minutes before Rii-chan had confessed, and now she set it down on the counter. Despite her gentleness, the sound of the bowl being set on the counter echoed through the kitchen which was now filled with an awkward silence.Twi-chan clasped and unclasped her hands that were sitting in her lap now, playing with the sleeves of her oversized sweater. “Thing is…” Twi-chan trailed off, sort of hiding her lips behind the sweater, another mannerism o hers before she continued, “U-Uh… You.. Y-You can’t like me… Rii-chan… Y-You c-can’t… I’m a very bad person to like, R-Rii-chan…” Rii-chan finally brought her eyes up to look at the younger girl who’s eyes were still darting around in nervousness, as anxiety pricked at her mind. Rii-chan couldn’t like me, Twi-chan thought, and even if she did… She deserves much better than me… “T-Twi-chan… You’re not a bad person to l-like…” Rii-chan said quietly, Rii-chan was shy, too, but she couldn’t just let Twi-chan think she was a bad person. “B-But..! I-I am, Rii-c-chan! I’ll just h-hurt you!” Twi-chan sniffled, “R-Rii-chan…” Rii-chan shook her head and shyly walked over to Twi-chan, prying the younger’s shaking pale hands away from her tear stained face, even while crying, Rii-chan found Twi-chan adorable, but she didn’t like her crying. “You’d never hurt me, Twi-chan… A-And if you did, it would be on accident.” Rii-chan said in her most comforting voice, she wanted to make Twi-chan stop crying but she didn’t know how. So she opted for gently pressing her lips against the black-haired girl’s, despite the other’s chapped lips, and the saltiness of the tears sliding down her pale cheeks, Rii-chan still enjoyed the feeling of the other girl’s lips pressed to her own. Twi-chan was startled at first, but eventually began to move her lips in rhythm with the older’s, gripping the fabric of her shirt tightly between her own shaking fingers, Rii-chan had pulled away after a few moments, pressing her forehead against the younger’s, both of them were left breathless. “I’m always flirting with you, Twi-chan… Because you’re the kind of kawaii the deserves to be flirted with…” Rii-chan murmured, making a soft giggle leave the other girl’s lips. (#Ishipit #Ihaveabaeyouregoingtogetmekilledriichan #chanbecausewerebothanimetrash)
