I'm not owning Final Fantasy.
:Flazzy Days:
She was strong.
She was not.
Lightning was weak compared to her, Fang would kiss her without a seconds thought, while Lightning would sit back and worry. Worry that if she were to lean in place a small kiss on her lips, then she would be doing it all wrong.
Lightning didn't like to make mistakes. No sir, so she was going to have to suck it up and ask.
"Fang?" She cursed internally as her voice quivered. Fang turned to look at her pink-haired friend, a brown brow arched up in question.
"Yes, love."
Lightning could no longer look her in the eye. I was impossible to ask her this while looking her straight in the eye. She'd settle for staring at the carpet on her floor.
"Teach me how to kiss."
Silence.
Lightning dared to look up at the brunette; she had crossed the length of her room and was messing with something.
"Sure. Close you eyes."
Lightning did and she was meet with warm lips against her own. The kiss didn't last long as Fang pulled away with a smirk and left Lightning's room. It took a while for Lightning to realize that Fang had tucked a flower behind her ear. When she pulled it from behind her ear, she found a small piece of paper taped to it. She almost died as she read the words.
About time you asked, love. Let's be lesbians together.
That was one way to ask someone out.