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Mia had been the one to help Sora get ready for her date. The lovesick romantic had gushed over it so much, Sora would have thought that Mia was the one going on the date.
"Will he bring chocolates or flowers?" Mia had asked as she pinned up Sora's hair.
She shrugged. This was her first date, after all.
Mia tutted as an unruly lock slipped out of the bobby pin. "Well, it's fine if he doesn't..." Sora didn't see it, but Mia was deviously grinning, "as long as you get a kiss in the end."
Sora had turned a deep red. "K-Kiss?"
"Maybe even a French kiss," Mia squealed.
Sora blinked at the unfamiliar name. "What's that?"
Mia looked down at her friend's upturned face. With a sly grin, she said, "It involves some tongue," and then gave a wink.
"Oh," was all Sora said.
She couldn't help but think back on that conversation as the cab parked by the dorms and Leon got out and held the door for her. She smiled at the gesture, unknowingly making his heart thud very hard.
While he didn't know about dating, he did have some manners.
Though, if holding a door got him a smile, well then, he was just going to have to do it more often. Dr. Kate had been right. She told him he might come to like the feelings that came from his affliction and he was starting to.
Especially around Sora.
"I will need a ride still," Leon told the cab driver and then turned to Sora standing by on the sidewalk.
"Well," she started with a fiddling of the too large coat sleeve. "I should give this back."
"You can return it later," he immediately responded. He wasn't sure how long it took for clothes to dry but he would rather not risk it. The flash of hot pink went through his mind with the reminder of what he was trying not to see again and he inwardly berated himself.
Tonight was going to be a difficult dream to control...
"Thank you for the date!"
He gave a nod. "I apologize for the car situation as well as your injury."
She lightly touched the edge of the bandage and laughed. "It's alright. You didn't mean to. That's why they're called 'accidents.' "
They fell silent.
She rocked back on her wedges, biting her lower lip as she inwardly debated what Mia said, what she's seen in the movies and what she was personally comfortable with. Her eyes flickered to his mouth, an area she had never really paid much attention to, and then her cheeks turned red.
I don't think I can do that.
But somewhere else, she felt like she could.
"Leon," she called out, bringing his attention away from his mindless searching of the crickets he could hear. He stilled as she stepped close to him, and she leaned up with the aid of her hand on his shoulder. He felt his mouth dry when she pressed her lips against his cheek...
And then his eyes widened when something wet touched him.
"Good night," she said with a blush and then she dashed off to her dorm.
He placed a hand on his cheek.
Did she really just lick him...?
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AN: Ah haha...Mia, you should probably explain things better.