A Tight Situation
This was not where Kim envisioned she would be on a Saturday morning. In a small locker, trapped with her arch nemesis and adrift in the ocean somewhere, going who knows where.
The day had started out pretty normal enough. Waking up, eating breakfast, meeting up to do homework with Ron. And then getting a notification from Wade that Drakken was up to no good, and suiting up to go stop him.
Except his latest evil scheme had resulted in the place exploding, and thinking quickly, she had shoved Ron into one locker and herself into another to protect themselves. Except Shego had had the same idea and once Kim had gotten locked in there, then she noticed the green villainess was there too.
"This is my locket, get your own!" Shego had started and then the place had incinerated and sent their locker flying through the air and plopping it right down into the bay where off it drifted.
And now, the two of them had been crammed in here for who knows how long, bobbing up and down, and suffocating from the heat. It didn't help that they were so closely squished together. Cramped from not being able to move their muscles. But trying to get comfortable just resulted in elbows and knees jabbing into stomachs or faces.
"Would you quit that-" Shego grumbled as Kim's fist came harrowingly close to her face.
"I need to move-" Kim protested, Shego's foot kicking her instep.
"So do I but there's no space-"
"And whose fault is that-"
"Your's," Shego snorted as she was elbowed in the hip. She shot out a hand to Kim's hip to keep it from pressing into her crotch. "I told you this was my locker-"
"Weren't you supposed to be helping Drakken and not hiding from him?"
Shego rolled her eyes. "Look, I may be a villain, but I'm not stupid. I knew it was going to blow so I hid."
This raised the issue of if Ron was okay. Kim hoped he had had better luck with his locker. She stopped squirming because somehow, trying to get more comfortable only left her body turned directly into Shego's, the villainess's hand on her hip and her leg between Kim's and her nose almost brushing Kim's forehead.
It was extremely intimate and Kim felt her body heat up more with the close contact and the intimacy behind it. She had trouble looking past Shego's looks on a good day. Being trapped with them like this for so long, was making it incredibly tough on the hero to ignore the way her heart beat faster.
To try to ignore it, she tried to tune into her frustrations on being stuck in this situation.
"You're hot," Kim bemoaned, because even in her crop top, there was no respite. She could literally feel Shego's temperature radiating off of the green skinned woman who it seemed normally ran this warm.
Shego's brows went up at the unexpected compliment. "Thanks, but I already knew that."
Kim flushed. That wasn't what she meant at all. "No, I mean like physically hot."
Shego blinked. Yea, hadn't that been said already? "Thanks."
Kim grumbled under her breath. Why was Shego being so obtuse. "No, like you're making my body burn up just by being next to you!"
Now it was Shego's turn to blush a little. Kim was certainly being bold today. Well, spending hours in a cramped locker together would do that to someone, Shego supposed. It was hard enough on her part not to lean in and kiss Kim who was so close to her, she could imagine a hormonal teen might have even more trouble holding back, since they were stuck next to someone as hot as Shego.
But soon she realized that Kim probably didn't mean it that way; that she was too innocent to mean it that way at all. Still, Shego could have some fun with this.
"I didn't know you felt so so strongly about me! Which part do you like the most?" She couldn't help but tease, enjoying Kim's flustered look, combined with one of annoyance.
"Your body temperature," she answered, frowning and trying to cross her arms over her chest.
"What an odd choice," Shego murmured.
"It's too damn high; can't you turn it down?" Kim complained.
"I can't just turn down my hotness. It's natural," Shego said coyly and Kim let out a sigh of vexation. Now she knew the woman was doing this on purpose.
It was going to be a long trip.
Omake: Ron's Tight Situation
"Man, your breath stinks!" Ron complained. "What did you eat?"
"Onion and tuna fish salad," Drakken said proudly. "But if you don't like it so much, then you can just leave my locker!"
"This is my locker! I was in here first!" Ron complained, hand pinching his nose. Not only was it hot and smelly, but he had to listen to Drakken's whining for hours. He only hoped Kim had better luck with her locker. He had been shoved into his by her in order to protect him, and then several seconds later Drakken had burst in, looking for refuge from his own failures and before Ron could kick him out, everything had gone to shit and now here they were, bobbing in water, stuck together.
"But it was in my base. So it's my locker!" Drakken shrilled and Ron closed his eyes in annoyance, hoping everything would get better soon.
A/N: I've decided I'm going to go into the main arc for the next couple of chapters so we can all get the Kigo endgame we deserve rather than post up my other drabbles that I have for this.
