Tequila

Thumping music sounds loudly inside the club, and even though it isn't of Yoshiko's taste, she still takes it as she looks around and calls out for the bartender.

As she asks and waits for a glass of tequila, she can't help but let her eyes scan her surroundings and the counter of the club briefly, until her gaze lands on a beautiful burgundy haired girl around her age.

She takes a second glance at her, furrowing her brow upon finding said girl strangely familiar, before she approaches her tentatively with her glass of tequila in hand.

- Riri?

Her voice is a mere whisper in the middle of the beating music filling the club, yet the girl on the stool jumps slightly startled at it, the amber liquid in her glass slightly spilling out with the sudden movement.

- Y-Yocchan?

Riko asks insecure, squinting her eyes blinded by the fluorescent lights. Yoshiko can only nod as she stands next to her.

- What are you doing here?

Yoshiko asks curious about finding the older girl in such a place, noticing the tight hold around the untouched glass she has in her hands.

- I-I'm accompanying my boyfriend.

Riko stutters lowly, almost timidly, averting her gaze towards the dance floor.

Boyfriend.

Yoshiko repeats the word in her mind, wanting nothing more than laugh at it as she follows Riko's gaze, but instead of laughing, she simply gulps the liquid in her glass in one go.

- I see…

She trails off, an awkward silence settling between them, before she speaks once again.

- Are you… enjoying being here?

She asks Riko cautiously, being greeted by silence in return while she observes the burgundy haired girl's gaze getting lost in the amber liquid filling the glass between her hands.

- Are you happy?

Yoshiko asks again, seeing the hold that Riko keeps around the glass tightening at the same time her smile falters.

- I… I am.

Riko finally answers, and Yoshiko can't help but find the answer to her question laced in Riko's tone and hesitation.

She sighs, before her hand snatches the glass out of Riko's hold to gulp it in one go, letting it burn her throat, but she finds herself not caring about it in the slightest.

Soon enough, she finds Riko's golden eyes meeting her magenta ones shocked.

- Let's get out of here.

Yoshiko says bravely, offering her hand to Riko who looks at it warily then back to the dance floor. The burgundy haired girl can only sigh heavily and shake her head, before she grasps Yoshiko's hand tightly.

Yoshiko can only smile smugly at this, causing Riko to blush, before without notice, she pulls her with her to leave the club in a rush, wriggling away in between the sweated bodies filling it as the loud thumping music can be heard over a faint boy's voice calling Riko's name out.

They run through the streets, adrenaline pumping through their veins while laughing, until their legs claim for a break, stopping by a quiet clearing.

They keep laughing sprawled all over the grass of the clearing with the solely light of a nearby streetlight illuminating their surroundings, until their laugh eventually dies, letting Riko be the first one to talk.

- That was fun.

Riko exhales out of breath and Yoshiko can only hum in agreement, before she turns around, resting over her side to look at her, getting lost in her burgundy hair and in her golden eyes shining brightly under the street lights while trapping her in them, drawing her closer to her.

She brings her hand up to touch Riko's cute face, caressing her cheek gently, and Riko finds herself unable to say anything, unable to move or even dare to look away, enchanted by Yoshiko's mesmerizing deep magenta eyes...

The burgundy haired girl can't help but close the distance between them hypnotized, letting their lips meet in a bittersweet kiss to taste the tequila lingering on Yoshiko's lips.

- I'm not happy.

She whispers against Yoshiko's lips, before the younger girl captures hers in another kiss, this one more effusive than the previous kiss.

- Then, let me make you happy.

A declaration is said in between kisses and the lingering of the taste of the tequila. An answer is said in the form of another kiss, a sweet one this time, full of passion and promises.

From that day on, Riko is happy.