Our First... 3
Our First Kiss…
Author’s Note: 2 ½ years after Chapter 2. Fang is 17-18, Vanille 16. Nira, age 20, is random OC I made up for this. Also, I have really no idea how exactly the terrain is around Oerba, so expect this to be inconsistent to the actual game. Anywho continuing on…
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Vanille watched from the top bunk of the bed as Fang was prepping herself to go out, her feet swinging behind her from her laying position.
Fang had been accepted as an adult in Oerba nearly a year ago at 17, after slaying and skinning a large, rare wolf beast. Since then she’d taken to doing what she called “adult” things, to which Vanille would feel left out when Fang would say she couldn’t tag along. Fang had been dating people off and on as well, nothing ever got serious, as she put it, and that she was just “testing things out”. Vanille had no idea what she meant by that, but she also didn’t want to know. She did however wish Fang would pay her more attention again like she used to.
Finishing adjusting her sari and the skins on her belt, Fang looked up to Vanille to see an all too familiar scowling expression. “What’s that look for? I told you I was going out tonight with Nira.” Vanille merely turned her back to Fang, the taller girl putting a hand on her hip and sighed. “We’ll hang out tomorrow, I promise, k? Nira will be out on a hunt so my whole day will be free.” Again silence was her reply. The Matron could be heard calling Fangs name from down the hall that a guest was there for her. “I’ll see you later, Vanille.”
Vanille could here the soft and excited voice of Nira as she greeted Fang outside, and soon enough their voices could no longer be heard. She could feel her eyes burn at the water forming in them. She hated that Fang would all but ignore her now, they hardly hung out, as Fang was either with Nira, hunting or doing her “adult” things. She clenched her eyes shut to keep her angry tears from falling.
Relaxing a few minutes to clear her head, then she set about to help the Matron with the chores around the orphanage, anything to get her mind off the day.
Meanwhile, Fang was laughing over what Nira had told her about, something about a lamb somehow getting on a chocobo at the stables, and said chocobo going crazy and giving the poor lamb the ride of its life. They walked hand in hand through the streets. Their plans for the day were to ride a chocobo about the fields and just enjoy the day together.
Upon arriving at the stables Fang noticed a single sheep that stood far from the chocobos, and couldn’t help but chuckle. She approached the animal and patted its soft fur. “Poor guy, haha. There, there now.” The sheep shied away from her and off to another far corner.
“Fang.” Nira called as she had already secured a chocobo for them and sat atop the large bird. “Leave the poor thing alone and let’s get going.” Fang nodded and bounded up to the bird, heaving herself up to sit behind her girlfriend. A gentle nudge in its sides sent the bird jetting out of town and towards open plains.
Fang felt bad for ditching Vanille so much, but every time she was near the girl lately she’d keep getting this feeling, and it made her sick to her stomach. She couldn’t explain it, and hated it, so she just avoided her when she could. She could plainly see it was hurting Vanille. ‘I’ve got to figure out what my problem is…’ was her last thought as Oerba left her field of view.
Back at the orphanage, Vanille was cleaning some dishes in the sink. The image of Niras face with her long, wavy brown hair and her blue eyes appeared on a plate, causing the girl to scrub at the dinnerware a bit harder than necessary. So hard in fact, that she broke the plate, earning herself a small cut on the tip of her right middle finger. Abruptly ending her anger infused cleaning to tend to her finger.
The Matron had heard the shatter and came rushing to the scene. “Oh Vanille, are you alright dear?” She insisted to let her examine the wound. “It’s not too bad, be sure to clean it and then bandage it, okay?” Vanille nodded, her head low as she went towards the nearest bathroom.
She did as the Matron said to, and after she finished tying the bandage she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, eyes puffy and hair becoming a mess from the manual labor. ‘Why is it so hard for me to just not think about her?! I don’t want to be in her way, but… I don’t like not being able to see her like before…’ Her mind was wracked with so many thoughts that she just couldn’t keep up with them all.
She shook her head to clear her mind a little, ‘I still have chores to finish.’ With that thought in mind, she returned to the kitchen to help the Matron begin dinner preparations.
Out in the fields, Fang and Nira sat next to each other by a cliff overlooking the river. The sun had just started to set, turning the sky into an array of oranges and reds. Nira rest her head against Fangs shoulder, causing the taller girl to glance at her face. “Something wrong, Nira? You‘re not tired are you?”
“No, not at all.” The older girl placed a kiss on her cheek before sitting up straight to stretch. “Hey Fang. How about joining me and the other hunters tomorrow? They want to take down a small Behemoth, so it should be a lot of fun.” She had a pleading expression.
“Ah… well, I would you see, but I already kind of promised Vanille that we’d hang out tomorrow.”
Nira exhaled a loud breath, “Vanille Vanille Vanille. You know, you really talk about her a lot. You should just marry the girl or something.” Her blue eyes rolled in annoyance.
“What?! I couldn’t marry her, she’s my best friend.” Fang knitted her brows together as her thoughts went rampant. Nira watched as different expressions played across the teens face. She sighed softly and leaned back on her hands.
“Really Fang? Who are you trying to convince, you or me?”
Fang felt lost all the sudden, she had never really considered even dating Vanille, ‘best friends don’t date each other… right?’
Nira was only 20, but she was mature enough to see what was going on, and suddenly her relationship with Fang felt slightly awkward. “Look, Fang hun. Let’s just be friends, alright?”
“Huh?” Fang felt dumbfounded, ‘did I just get dumped?!’ Her mouth hung open slightly.
“I just think you should really take some time to think some things out, it doesn’t feel right to be dating you right now.” She cupped a hand gently against Fangs cheek and offered a soft smile. “We should get back to Oerba, it will be getting dark soon.”
Fang took a few minutes to collect herself, ‘so that’s it then?… here I thought I’d feel a lot worse…’ The ride back to the village was a silent one. Arriving back at the stables, Fang saw the sheep from before was still distancing itself from the chocobo. Nira returned the chocobo to the stable and turned to face Fang. “It was fun, Fang.” She gave her a hug and started to walk off towards her home. “Oh!” She turned a moment to face her again. “You really should think about what we talked about earlier, Vanilles turning into quite the looker.” With a wink she walked off, leaving Fang in the stables with only her thoughts.
Fang was still surprised she’d been dumped, after 3 months of being together, and it all ended in an instant. She sighed and scratched the back of her head. Her eyes caught sight of the solo sheep and chuckled softly. She approached it and sat next to it, a hand petting its soft head as she looked up to the starry sky, her thoughts immediately going to Vanille. “I guess I have a lot to think about..” she spoke to no one in particular, but the sheep rest its head on her lap.
Vanille had accomplished plenty that day, cleaning and prepping dinner aside, she also helped patch a few weak spots in the roof. Her final task for the day was returning a lost sheep to the stables. She opened the gate and herded the creature in, then knelt down and gave its soft fluffy body a hug. “Don’t you wander off again now, okay? Your family will miss you.” The sheep bleated and walked towards a far corner of the pin.
Vanille watched as the sheep bounded up to a lamb that was sleeping, ‘on a persons lap?’ The lamb awoke and moved along with its mother. Vanille crept closer to the person sitting on the ground, her hands clasped behind her back. Their figure was hidden in the shadow of a building from the low full moons light. “Hello?” She asked softly, but got no reply.
Her eyes narrowed as she got close enough to make out the face, “Fang?” She felt angry suddenly, and would have kicked the sleeping girl, but Fang talking in her sleep caught her attention.
“Vanille…” Said girl jumped up from her bent over position upon hearing her own name, only to find that Fang was still sleeping. She sighed, her expression softening.
“Well, I can’t very well leave you to sleep out here alone, I guess.” Vanille brought a blanket out from the barn. She sat herself next to Fang, draping the blanket over the both of them. A silent hum emitted from Fangs throat at the warmth as Vanille laid against her. ‘Tomorrow is her birthday after all.. I suppose it won’t be so bad to be nice this once.’ She adjusted herself til she was comfortable, and soon enough drifted off to sleep next to Fang under the star filled skies.
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The next morning at first light, Fang was the first to wake. She yawned, stretching slightly, then rubbing her eyes to bring the world to focus, ‘my bed feels different.’ Upon reopening her eyes, all she could see was someone’s stomach until she traced her eyes up and saw Vanilles face, she could feel her heart sink to her stomach. Somehow throughout the night, Fang had ended up with her head in Vanilles lap. ‘Why is Vanille here? And, why haven’t I moved yet?!’
Fang could feel her breath getting stuck in her throat as she continued to watch Vanille sleep, the rising sun almost making her hair look ablaze. It was a perspective she’d never seen the girl in, and something about it took her breath away. Her thoughts however were cut short when she noticed Vanilles eyes start to flutter open, wincing at the searing sunlight for a moment. Fang made to get up, but felt a small hand stroking through her hair. Vanille looked down at her, a soft sweet smile on her face.
“Happy Birthday, Fang.” Her voice, softer than usual, and completely devoid of the anger she felt for the older girl just the other day. Fang blushed slightly, she’d completely forgotten today was her own birthday.
“Thank you, Vanille…” She watched as Vanille tilted her head to the side slightly.
“What would you like for your birthday present?” Her hand hadn’t left Fangs head still, and the older girl looked as though she was falling back to sleep as she thought. “You better not ask for that new lance! You know it’s far too expensive.” She giggled at the little pout that Fang made.
There it was again, that weird feeling in her stomach. Her breathing sped a little as her mind thought about a million things at once, until her lips started moving on their own. “I…”
“Hmm?” Vanille tilted her head to the other side, confused by Fangs hesitation, and for some reason, she was beginning to feel anxious.
“I want…” Fang finally reopened her eyes to stare up and into Vanilles green ones. “…to kiss you,.. Vanille.” ‘what the hell am I saying?!?’
Vanilles eyes widened, her lips parting slightly from shock. Fang was starting to feel like she’d asked the girl to do something she shouldn’t have, she didn’t even know how Vanille felt about her, and even her own feelings weren’t clear. She decided she’d finally sit up, scratching her head as she did so, feeling slightly awkward now. Vanilles eyes were closed now, as if in deep thought, finally her features softening again as they reopened.
Vanille made the first move, and leaned closer to Fangs face. ’She’s really going to do?!’ Fang swallowed hard at the lump in throat as Vanilles face slowly inched closer. The suspense finally getting the better of her, as she finished closing the distance between them. Their lips met awkwardly in a nervous first kiss. Fang felt like her stomach was exploding with butterflies now, along with an overwhelming feeling of warmth spreading through her body. Vanille felt much the same, but relaxed when she felt Fang wrapping her arms around her, pulling her into a gentle embrace.
They stayed like that for a while, finally breaking apart when they needed to breath, both with flushed faces. Vanille felt shy suddenly and buried her face into Fangs chest, to which Fang chuckled and stroked the back of the girls head. “It wasn’t that bad was it?” Vanilles ears were burning now as she shook her head. “Sorry, I guess it was pretty sudden to ask you to do something like that.”
Fang felt as the knotting feeling in her stomach faded and was able to take a deep breath. She pulled Vanille away from herself and stared at the face melting red blush that covered the girls face. “You know, your face is going to melt if you keep blushing like that.”
Vanille opened her eyes and sheepishly looked up to Fang, but the mood shattered when a thought crossed her mind and she shoved Fang away, causing the older girl to land on her rear. Fang was taken by surprise from the sudden change. “Something wrong?”
“Fang, you idiot! You have a girlfriend, what am I going to do when she finds out what we just did?” Fangs eyes were wide open and softened again with a laugh escaping her throat. She looked off towards the horizon to her side.
“Actually… she dumped me.” Fang chuckled again. Vanille could only gawk at her.
“Why would she do that?” Her interest had been peaked now.
“Well… she said I always seemed distracted, pretty much, because I’d always be talking about you in one way or another. So she said I should really think my feelings out.” Fangs eyes lowered a bit in shame from her next wave of thought. “I kept avoiding you lately, because every time we were around each other, I’d start feeling anxious, or nervous, sometimes even.. weak. I hate feeling like that, so avoiding you was the only solution I could come up with. To realize I felt that way because I was actually interested in you, was shocking but it also made sense.” She stood up on her feet and looked down at Vanille. “I’m sorry if I’m being selfish, asking you to suddenly do something like kiss me.”
Vanille listened to Fang carefully as she spilled her heart, slowly taking everything in. She had always hoped Fang would notice her in this way, but never voiced her feelings herself because she didn’t want to risk the friendship they’d built over the years. So to have Fang saying these things to her, made her heart flutter. She smiled softly up to Fang, and taking the taller girl by surprise by placing another kiss on her lips to silence her continuous ramble. It wasn’t more than a quick peck, but it was effective. “You know, if I didn’t want to kiss you, I wouldn’t have done it to begin with.”
Fang smiled and nodded, the smile turning into a grin. “You know, your tongue is really soft.” Vanilles face instantly became bright red again.
“Fang!” She squeaked, no other words were said but she gave Fang a good smack on the arm. With that she began stomping off, totally embarrassed.
“Aw come on Vanille!” Fang called after her and ran to catch up. “It’s just a fact.”
“It’s not a fact you should share out loud.” Vanilles hands were covering her own cheeks, trying to rid herself of the burning sensation. Fang caught up and walked next to her. She stole Vanilles left hand and held it in her own.
Fang wanted to lighten the mood. “So… what did you do yesterday?”
Vanille glared at her for a moment before softening her features and huffing. “Cleaning, cooking and roof repairs.“ Then she held up her right hand to Fang, unintentionally flicking her off with her injured middle finger. Fangs eyes widened.
“Goodness Vanille, you are very forward aren’t you? I mean,… what happened to your finger?” It took a moment for what Fang meant to sink into her head, and once it did she started batting at Fangs head furiously.
“Fang you idiot! You pervert! How can you say something like that?!” Fang decided to run away, trying to retreat from the furious girl. She chased her clear back to the orphanage where Fang finally let the girl catch her, and took the beating she deserved.
Later that day, as everyone in the orphanage sat at the table for dinner, many had questioned the bruises and swelling on Fangs face, to which she would reply, “Vanilla beans are very dangerous when provoked”, which of course earned some odd stares at what she meant.
Later that evening, back in their room. “Vanilla beans? Really Fang, what kind of name is that?” Fang laughed at her and pulled her into a hug.
“I’m sorry. But I’m sure that was far more appropriate than just saying that, Vanille is dangerous when flirted with.” Vanille pinched Fangs arm. “Ow! You are so abusive. There won‘t be much left of me if you keep this up.” She made fake tears in her eyes and pouted at the shorter girl.
“It’s called righteous punishment. You get what you deserve.” She moved out of Fangs embrace to ready herself for bed. Fang sighed and did the same.
When Vanille offered Fang a place on her bed, Fang actually felt hesitant for a moment. Them sleeping together was a whole new concept now, not just friends sharing their warmth or to comfort the other, but as girlfriends. Pushing her silly thoughts aside, she climbed under the blanket with Vanille. They shared a tender kiss before settling in, Fang wrapping an arm around Vanilles body, while Vanille nuzzled her face against Fangs neck. Both slipping happily into sleeps spell.
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Author’s Note: Apparently I have a thing for ending each chapter with them sleeping… HAHA, wups? Sorry if this one seemed a bit rushed, consider it more of a filler chapter really. R&R is <3
Author’s Note: 2 ½ years after Chapter 2. Fang is 17-18, Vanille 16. Nira, age 20, is random OC I made up for this. Also, I have really no idea how exactly the terrain is around Oerba, so expect this to be inconsistent to the actual game. Anywho continuing on…
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Vanille watched from the top bunk of the bed as Fang was prepping herself to go out, her feet swinging behind her from her laying position.
Fang had been accepted as an adult in Oerba nearly a year ago at 17, after slaying and skinning a large, rare wolf beast. Since then she’d taken to doing what she called “adult” things, to which Vanille would feel left out when Fang would say she couldn’t tag along. Fang had been dating people off and on as well, nothing ever got serious, as she put it, and that she was just “testing things out”. Vanille had no idea what she meant by that, but she also didn’t want to know. She did however wish Fang would pay her more attention again like she used to.
Finishing adjusting her sari and the skins on her belt, Fang looked up to Vanille to see an all too familiar scowling expression. “What’s that look for? I told you I was going out tonight with Nira.” Vanille merely turned her back to Fang, the taller girl putting a hand on her hip and sighed. “We’ll hang out tomorrow, I promise, k? Nira will be out on a hunt so my whole day will be free.” Again silence was her reply. The Matron could be heard calling Fangs name from down the hall that a guest was there for her. “I’ll see you later, Vanille.”
Vanille could here the soft and excited voice of Nira as she greeted Fang outside, and soon enough their voices could no longer be heard. She could feel her eyes burn at the water forming in them. She hated that Fang would all but ignore her now, they hardly hung out, as Fang was either with Nira, hunting or doing her “adult” things. She clenched her eyes shut to keep her angry tears from falling.
Relaxing a few minutes to clear her head, then she set about to help the Matron with the chores around the orphanage, anything to get her mind off the day.
Meanwhile, Fang was laughing over what Nira had told her about, something about a lamb somehow getting on a chocobo at the stables, and said chocobo going crazy and giving the poor lamb the ride of its life. They walked hand in hand through the streets. Their plans for the day were to ride a chocobo about the fields and just enjoy the day together.
Upon arriving at the stables Fang noticed a single sheep that stood far from the chocobos, and couldn’t help but chuckle. She approached the animal and patted its soft fur. “Poor guy, haha. There, there now.” The sheep shied away from her and off to another far corner.
“Fang.” Nira called as she had already secured a chocobo for them and sat atop the large bird. “Leave the poor thing alone and let’s get going.” Fang nodded and bounded up to the bird, heaving herself up to sit behind her girlfriend. A gentle nudge in its sides sent the bird jetting out of town and towards open plains.
Fang felt bad for ditching Vanille so much, but every time she was near the girl lately she’d keep getting this feeling, and it made her sick to her stomach. She couldn’t explain it, and hated it, so she just avoided her when she could. She could plainly see it was hurting Vanille. ‘I’ve got to figure out what my problem is…’ was her last thought as Oerba left her field of view.
Back at the orphanage, Vanille was cleaning some dishes in the sink. The image of Niras face with her long, wavy brown hair and her blue eyes appeared on a plate, causing the girl to scrub at the dinnerware a bit harder than necessary. So hard in fact, that she broke the plate, earning herself a small cut on the tip of her right middle finger. Abruptly ending her anger infused cleaning to tend to her finger.
The Matron had heard the shatter and came rushing to the scene. “Oh Vanille, are you alright dear?” She insisted to let her examine the wound. “It’s not too bad, be sure to clean it and then bandage it, okay?” Vanille nodded, her head low as she went towards the nearest bathroom.
She did as the Matron said to, and after she finished tying the bandage she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, eyes puffy and hair becoming a mess from the manual labor. ‘Why is it so hard for me to just not think about her?! I don’t want to be in her way, but… I don’t like not being able to see her like before…’ Her mind was wracked with so many thoughts that she just couldn’t keep up with them all.
She shook her head to clear her mind a little, ‘I still have chores to finish.’ With that thought in mind, she returned to the kitchen to help the Matron begin dinner preparations.
Out in the fields, Fang and Nira sat next to each other by a cliff overlooking the river. The sun had just started to set, turning the sky into an array of oranges and reds. Nira rest her head against Fangs shoulder, causing the taller girl to glance at her face. “Something wrong, Nira? You‘re not tired are you?”
“No, not at all.” The older girl placed a kiss on her cheek before sitting up straight to stretch. “Hey Fang. How about joining me and the other hunters tomorrow? They want to take down a small Behemoth, so it should be a lot of fun.” She had a pleading expression.
“Ah… well, I would you see, but I already kind of promised Vanille that we’d hang out tomorrow.”
Nira exhaled a loud breath, “Vanille Vanille Vanille. You know, you really talk about her a lot. You should just marry the girl or something.” Her blue eyes rolled in annoyance.
“What?! I couldn’t marry her, she’s my best friend.” Fang knitted her brows together as her thoughts went rampant. Nira watched as different expressions played across the teens face. She sighed softly and leaned back on her hands.
“Really Fang? Who are you trying to convince, you or me?”
Fang felt lost all the sudden, she had never really considered even dating Vanille, ‘best friends don’t date each other… right?’
Nira was only 20, but she was mature enough to see what was going on, and suddenly her relationship with Fang felt slightly awkward. “Look, Fang hun. Let’s just be friends, alright?”
“Huh?” Fang felt dumbfounded, ‘did I just get dumped?!’ Her mouth hung open slightly.
“I just think you should really take some time to think some things out, it doesn’t feel right to be dating you right now.” She cupped a hand gently against Fangs cheek and offered a soft smile. “We should get back to Oerba, it will be getting dark soon.”
Fang took a few minutes to collect herself, ‘so that’s it then?… here I thought I’d feel a lot worse…’ The ride back to the village was a silent one. Arriving back at the stables, Fang saw the sheep from before was still distancing itself from the chocobo. Nira returned the chocobo to the stable and turned to face Fang. “It was fun, Fang.” She gave her a hug and started to walk off towards her home. “Oh!” She turned a moment to face her again. “You really should think about what we talked about earlier, Vanilles turning into quite the looker.” With a wink she walked off, leaving Fang in the stables with only her thoughts.
Fang was still surprised she’d been dumped, after 3 months of being together, and it all ended in an instant. She sighed and scratched the back of her head. Her eyes caught sight of the solo sheep and chuckled softly. She approached it and sat next to it, a hand petting its soft head as she looked up to the starry sky, her thoughts immediately going to Vanille. “I guess I have a lot to think about..” she spoke to no one in particular, but the sheep rest its head on her lap.
Vanille had accomplished plenty that day, cleaning and prepping dinner aside, she also helped patch a few weak spots in the roof. Her final task for the day was returning a lost sheep to the stables. She opened the gate and herded the creature in, then knelt down and gave its soft fluffy body a hug. “Don’t you wander off again now, okay? Your family will miss you.” The sheep bleated and walked towards a far corner of the pin.
Vanille watched as the sheep bounded up to a lamb that was sleeping, ‘on a persons lap?’ The lamb awoke and moved along with its mother. Vanille crept closer to the person sitting on the ground, her hands clasped behind her back. Their figure was hidden in the shadow of a building from the low full moons light. “Hello?” She asked softly, but got no reply.
Her eyes narrowed as she got close enough to make out the face, “Fang?” She felt angry suddenly, and would have kicked the sleeping girl, but Fang talking in her sleep caught her attention.
“Vanille…” Said girl jumped up from her bent over position upon hearing her own name, only to find that Fang was still sleeping. She sighed, her expression softening.
“Well, I can’t very well leave you to sleep out here alone, I guess.” Vanille brought a blanket out from the barn. She sat herself next to Fang, draping the blanket over the both of them. A silent hum emitted from Fangs throat at the warmth as Vanille laid against her. ‘Tomorrow is her birthday after all.. I suppose it won’t be so bad to be nice this once.’ She adjusted herself til she was comfortable, and soon enough drifted off to sleep next to Fang under the star filled skies.
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The next morning at first light, Fang was the first to wake. She yawned, stretching slightly, then rubbing her eyes to bring the world to focus, ‘my bed feels different.’ Upon reopening her eyes, all she could see was someone’s stomach until she traced her eyes up and saw Vanilles face, she could feel her heart sink to her stomach. Somehow throughout the night, Fang had ended up with her head in Vanilles lap. ‘Why is Vanille here? And, why haven’t I moved yet?!’
Fang could feel her breath getting stuck in her throat as she continued to watch Vanille sleep, the rising sun almost making her hair look ablaze. It was a perspective she’d never seen the girl in, and something about it took her breath away. Her thoughts however were cut short when she noticed Vanilles eyes start to flutter open, wincing at the searing sunlight for a moment. Fang made to get up, but felt a small hand stroking through her hair. Vanille looked down at her, a soft sweet smile on her face.
“Happy Birthday, Fang.” Her voice, softer than usual, and completely devoid of the anger she felt for the older girl just the other day. Fang blushed slightly, she’d completely forgotten today was her own birthday.
“Thank you, Vanille…” She watched as Vanille tilted her head to the side slightly.
“What would you like for your birthday present?” Her hand hadn’t left Fangs head still, and the older girl looked as though she was falling back to sleep as she thought. “You better not ask for that new lance! You know it’s far too expensive.” She giggled at the little pout that Fang made.
There it was again, that weird feeling in her stomach. Her breathing sped a little as her mind thought about a million things at once, until her lips started moving on their own. “I…”
“Hmm?” Vanille tilted her head to the other side, confused by Fangs hesitation, and for some reason, she was beginning to feel anxious.
“I want…” Fang finally reopened her eyes to stare up and into Vanilles green ones. “…to kiss you,.. Vanille.” ‘what the hell am I saying?!?’
Vanilles eyes widened, her lips parting slightly from shock. Fang was starting to feel like she’d asked the girl to do something she shouldn’t have, she didn’t even know how Vanille felt about her, and even her own feelings weren’t clear. She decided she’d finally sit up, scratching her head as she did so, feeling slightly awkward now. Vanilles eyes were closed now, as if in deep thought, finally her features softening again as they reopened.
Vanille made the first move, and leaned closer to Fangs face. ’She’s really going to do?!’ Fang swallowed hard at the lump in throat as Vanilles face slowly inched closer. The suspense finally getting the better of her, as she finished closing the distance between them. Their lips met awkwardly in a nervous first kiss. Fang felt like her stomach was exploding with butterflies now, along with an overwhelming feeling of warmth spreading through her body. Vanille felt much the same, but relaxed when she felt Fang wrapping her arms around her, pulling her into a gentle embrace.
They stayed like that for a while, finally breaking apart when they needed to breath, both with flushed faces. Vanille felt shy suddenly and buried her face into Fangs chest, to which Fang chuckled and stroked the back of the girls head. “It wasn’t that bad was it?” Vanilles ears were burning now as she shook her head. “Sorry, I guess it was pretty sudden to ask you to do something like that.”
Fang felt as the knotting feeling in her stomach faded and was able to take a deep breath. She pulled Vanille away from herself and stared at the face melting red blush that covered the girls face. “You know, your face is going to melt if you keep blushing like that.”
Vanille opened her eyes and sheepishly looked up to Fang, but the mood shattered when a thought crossed her mind and she shoved Fang away, causing the older girl to land on her rear. Fang was taken by surprise from the sudden change. “Something wrong?”
“Fang, you idiot! You have a girlfriend, what am I going to do when she finds out what we just did?” Fangs eyes were wide open and softened again with a laugh escaping her throat. She looked off towards the horizon to her side.
“Actually… she dumped me.” Fang chuckled again. Vanille could only gawk at her.
“Why would she do that?” Her interest had been peaked now.
“Well… she said I always seemed distracted, pretty much, because I’d always be talking about you in one way or another. So she said I should really think my feelings out.” Fangs eyes lowered a bit in shame from her next wave of thought. “I kept avoiding you lately, because every time we were around each other, I’d start feeling anxious, or nervous, sometimes even.. weak. I hate feeling like that, so avoiding you was the only solution I could come up with. To realize I felt that way because I was actually interested in you, was shocking but it also made sense.” She stood up on her feet and looked down at Vanille. “I’m sorry if I’m being selfish, asking you to suddenly do something like kiss me.”
Vanille listened to Fang carefully as she spilled her heart, slowly taking everything in. She had always hoped Fang would notice her in this way, but never voiced her feelings herself because she didn’t want to risk the friendship they’d built over the years. So to have Fang saying these things to her, made her heart flutter. She smiled softly up to Fang, and taking the taller girl by surprise by placing another kiss on her lips to silence her continuous ramble. It wasn’t more than a quick peck, but it was effective. “You know, if I didn’t want to kiss you, I wouldn’t have done it to begin with.”
Fang smiled and nodded, the smile turning into a grin. “You know, your tongue is really soft.” Vanilles face instantly became bright red again.
“Fang!” She squeaked, no other words were said but she gave Fang a good smack on the arm. With that she began stomping off, totally embarrassed.
“Aw come on Vanille!” Fang called after her and ran to catch up. “It’s just a fact.”
“It’s not a fact you should share out loud.” Vanilles hands were covering her own cheeks, trying to rid herself of the burning sensation. Fang caught up and walked next to her. She stole Vanilles left hand and held it in her own.
Fang wanted to lighten the mood. “So… what did you do yesterday?”
Vanille glared at her for a moment before softening her features and huffing. “Cleaning, cooking and roof repairs.“ Then she held up her right hand to Fang, unintentionally flicking her off with her injured middle finger. Fangs eyes widened.
“Goodness Vanille, you are very forward aren’t you? I mean,… what happened to your finger?” It took a moment for what Fang meant to sink into her head, and once it did she started batting at Fangs head furiously.
“Fang you idiot! You pervert! How can you say something like that?!” Fang decided to run away, trying to retreat from the furious girl. She chased her clear back to the orphanage where Fang finally let the girl catch her, and took the beating she deserved.
Later that day, as everyone in the orphanage sat at the table for dinner, many had questioned the bruises and swelling on Fangs face, to which she would reply, “Vanilla beans are very dangerous when provoked”, which of course earned some odd stares at what she meant.
Later that evening, back in their room. “Vanilla beans? Really Fang, what kind of name is that?” Fang laughed at her and pulled her into a hug.
“I’m sorry. But I’m sure that was far more appropriate than just saying that, Vanille is dangerous when flirted with.” Vanille pinched Fangs arm. “Ow! You are so abusive. There won‘t be much left of me if you keep this up.” She made fake tears in her eyes and pouted at the shorter girl.
“It’s called righteous punishment. You get what you deserve.” She moved out of Fangs embrace to ready herself for bed. Fang sighed and did the same.
When Vanille offered Fang a place on her bed, Fang actually felt hesitant for a moment. Them sleeping together was a whole new concept now, not just friends sharing their warmth or to comfort the other, but as girlfriends. Pushing her silly thoughts aside, she climbed under the blanket with Vanille. They shared a tender kiss before settling in, Fang wrapping an arm around Vanilles body, while Vanille nuzzled her face against Fangs neck. Both slipping happily into sleeps spell.
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Author’s Note: Apparently I have a thing for ending each chapter with them sleeping… HAHA, wups? Sorry if this one seemed a bit rushed, consider it more of a filler chapter really. R&R is <3