[graves]

Originally Posted by yummyluc

Chi nodded, turning on her heel and heading towards her door, opening it and letting CJ through first before closing it behind them. Almost without a second of hesitation, Chi grabbed her hand and walked with her towards the elevator, hardly able to put one foot in front of the other without question marks seeping into her head. Once inside, she hit the floor for the lobby, unsure if she should let got of Carmen's hand or not. Of course, the week before they'd held hands on their walk back from the pretty meadow Carmen had shown Chichima, so what harm would it be to do it again?

Still, only now was Chi starting to overthink, her brain suddenly everywhere at once. She was necessarily the panicking type, but when overwhelmed it tended to happen. She couldn't think straight and nothing was really clear, her body didn't seem to listen to her and she was a mess. She hadn't felt like this in a while. Something about it was sort of a... good panic? Something to get her blood pumping. Then, of course, the first thing that comes to mind is it's bad. However, she did try to calm her thoughts down. It was just a girl, a common girl, girls are everywhere. A friend. Your friend. Why does she give you butterflies when you hold hands though? Why do her messages get you giddy and excited?

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A sympathetic smile crossed her lips and she pressed a kiss to Luna's forehead, cupping her face with both of her hands now, "Of course not, Luna. I could never be mad at you," She assured her, pushing some clumps of hair behind her ear and letting a small, light-hearted laugh flutter from her chest as the butterflies did. Even Miesha had to admit to herself, Luna was pretty in this sort of light. Well, any sort of light, really, but rarely did Miesha ever get the chance to sit down and admire her without seeming weird about it. She liked the moments like this, where they were sitting down and having a pause, even if it may seem bad at first.

"Ty moy drug, ya nikogda ne smogu tebya nenavidet," She mumbled aloud, not exactly meaning to. The words to her were familiar and should have been to Luna. They'd met in grade school and Luna had accidentally ruined Miesha's science project. Over and over she'd apologised, obviously afraid Miesha would be mad at her because of it. Instead of lashing out like anyone else would have, Mie smiled and put a hand on Luna's shoulder and spoke the same words, having not been exactly fluent in English at the time still. She could speak it perfectly now, but for some reason, it only felt right to say those words in Russian. It felt like it meant something more that way.

carmen perked up when her hand was held, but didnt question it. after all, they had done it only the week before, right? she liked the feeling of her hand clasp in hers. it felt nice.

but carmen wasnt stupid, or maybe she just caught up to mood changes easily. she could tell there was a bit of urgency, especially in the small wave of voice change for a second, but she didnt question it unless chi brought it up. instead, as chi pressed the floor button, let her thumb drag across her knuckles in a silent, comforting way.
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she didnt know why, but the words were reassuring in a matter of seconds. small, simple words that held history. for the first time since they woke up, she smiled, mumbling a ¨thank god¨ under her breath. she liked moments like this. moments were it seemed everything paused around them. of course, she spent a lot of time with mie, she lived with her, but these were her favorite kind of moments. the intimate ones. the ones filled with gentle touches and soft words that only they were allowed to hear.

feeling the kiss pressed to her head and the hands cupping her cheeks she couldn't help by gaze for a moment, giving her undivided attention of the girl ahead of her. she looked sincere, her soft features in contrast to her rough exterior. she loved it all. they were..close. this wasn't unusual,they had always pushed past boundaries that people would consider too far for friends, so why did she feel herself hold her breath and her face grow warm? or how despite how close they were, want to lean closer? so she did, perhaps not in the way that she wanted. she leaned close, pressing a soft kiss to the side of mies face, on her cheek, letting her arms slink around the girls waist comfortably. it felt different then the kisses she gave before. they werent sloppy and casual, instead she pressed her lips so softly as if if she pressed to hard mie would break. there was a noticeable smile on her face,eyes fluttering to a comfortable close. she speaking she didnt even pull away, hot breath and lips pressed against her cheek as she talked,¨thank you.¨