Small kisses littered across the other's face.
"Stop."
Number 2 attempted to say this in the most stern voice, even though her face was burning so much, and with no avail Number 4 did not in fact stop.
The albino kept adding more and more kisses to her face.
From her right cheek, to her nose, to her left cheek, forehead, and jaw and… literally everywhere, and back again.
And again.
And again.
"Number 4…" she whined, quite pathetically she would add.
But someone could walk up to them and find out, and get the wrong idea.
She already heard Number 16 never ending teasing, and Number 21 reminding them that they weren't supposed to get this close, ever.
But Number 4 apparently didn't care about this rule.
Then there were the people of the Resistance too, what would they think of them?
"You're just too cute, Number 2." the other attacker kissed the tip of her nose, giving one of her trademark smiles after.
"The others may see us…" even though at the moment they were supposed to be asleep.
Number 4 pulled her for a kiss, joining their lips, and for a moment Number 2 forgot how to breathe.
"I don't care."
And with that, Number 4 kissed her again.