"French Kiss"
Pairing: KotoUmi
Umi's fingers trembled as she hit the keyboard, and part of her was wondering if she should be doing this. 'How to french ki-' Now there's just two letters left and one hit to the enter key, and all answers to Kotori's recent bout of actions would be revealed.
The results that was showed on the screen had her bursting into flames, the graphic images boring into her very mind, corrupting her morally upright character, and blighting her very soul.
But she had to do this for Kotori, she told herself, three seconds before she slammed the computer lid down.
"Absolutely shameless!"
"Umi-chan?" She jumped in shock, dropping the stack of student council papers, and tripped over her own foot. Golden eyes were staring at her, the questioning look, the puppy eyes attack and the concernwas there all at once. Umi hastily stood up, patting her skirt and picking up all the scattered papers.
"K-Kotori you're here early today!"
Her girlfriend chuckled, pushing her down to the chair nearby and then promptly sitting on her lap.
"K-Kotori? W-what are you doing?"
Her blue hair was ruffled, before Kotori cupped her cheeks and nose-bumped her. "We don't have to do it you know? The french kissing thing?"
She could feel the tips of her ears burning, her face flushing as she tried to come up with some valid excuse half-heartedly, because Kotori always knows.
The kiss on her forehead was soft, the one on her cheeks were gentle and the last kiss on her lips was chaste. But the smile on Kotori's face told her it was enough.