drabblethon!
Okay, it's time to start our Drabblethon! The rules are fairly simple:
- Select a prompt, write a drabble for it, and post your drabble as a comment to this post.
- And here's where I'd usually write Use the subject line to title your drabble except, haha, THERE ARE NO SUBJECT LINES ANYMORE. So just stick the title of your drabble at the top of ( Read more... )
- Select a prompt, write a drabble for it, and post your drabble as a comment to this post.
- And here's where I'd usually write Use the subject line to title your drabble except, haha, THERE ARE NO SUBJECT LINES ANYMORE. So just stick the title of your drabble at the top of ( Read more... )
"Are you okay?" Shiki asks, her shoes crunching over a broken glass bottle.
Lost in thought, Rhyme is surprised by the appearance of the older girl. Still, she's happy to see her. It's the kind of happiness she feels she's known before, though it might have been slightly different. This happiness tingles through her chest and makes her stomach flip in that way that going down a hill too quickly does. It makes Rhyme want to do something that seems irrational; something crazy.
"I'm okay," Rhyme smiles, clasping her hands behind her back. "Might I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"What does love feel like?"
Shiki blushes as she nuzzles Mr. Mew for a moment, considering the answer. It's cute, Rhyme thinks.
"It's when you feel so happy that if you could you would float away because of the feeling," the redhead finally answers.
"I see..."
Pensive a moment, Rhyme blushes lightly and takes a step toward Shiki, bringing them fairly close. Shiki is still blushing but her eyes are wide and if Rhyme was the betting type, she would bet that the continued blush had something more to do with the smile on her own lips. The blonde girl leaned forward, unashamed, and kissed Shiki lightly on the lips.
"Thank you, Shiki."
Dumbfounded, Shiki nodded, unconsciously licking her lips.
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