#SNIFFLES. WAH. I LOVE THEM ALL SO DEARLY

[cognitosclowns]

the gang with like. a S/O with an almost overwhelming amount of pets, that's always covered in fur?? like, not JUST cats and dogs, but anything you can imagine... some are probably illegal???? they have snakes and spiders, mice, fish, a whole ass racoon they found in the dumpster?? managed to get a turtle and sea creatures too. you walk into their house n it's just.. a zoo.

AWEEEEE <3333

SFW THIS IS SO CUTE!! Wrote as X Reader just bc it's easier for my poor little pea brain

Gigi

STARTING WITH HER BC. I HC HER ALSO BEING A COLLECTOR OF ANIMALS. AND I LOVE HER DEARLY.

we see that her right swipe profile she's sitting on a tiger and I just. I'm obsessed with the idea that she has a shit ton of pets that she loves so dearly <33

PLEASE you and her probably ended up becoming friends from swapping animal care tips + design ideas,, and it just,, grew from there. mwa mwa mwa.

MSNDS DW ABOUT OWNING ILLEGAL PETS SO DOES SHE. She 10000% has a crocodile. they're so big and dangerous and absolutely gorgeous.

SHE LOVES PUPPIES SHE LOVES PUPPIES IF YOU HAVE PUPPIES SHES GONNA CRY.

You know how Rafe was like 'oooo you have no tells so mysterious you're hiding so much' NO that goes out the window when she sees a pubby. She is screaming in lowercase and making Scrunchy Hands at it

Usually she's super particular about stuff touching her outfits (they're expensive and she hate having to replace stuff) but. when she sees an animal. no she doesn't care anymore smdnsmd

AAA <3333 you and her strolling through her private aviary,,,, her gifting you a bird to take home <33 probably one of her favorite doves, for the symbolism <333

Reagan

she is. very concerned about the logistics of this,, how do you find the time to take care of them all she could never MSDNSMD

She definitely prefers more,, independent animals? Lizards, cats.

That isn't to say she'll be mean or anything to more affectionate animals, she just isn't as fond of super energetic dogs getting all up-close.

(she does think they're super cute running around <3 from a distance smdnsmd she'll absolutely curl up on the couch and watch your doggies play)

Her face scrunches up when she sees your turtles. hm. unpleasant memories.

<3 when she's stumped on smth, she talks to your fish. The lights are all super dim and soothing, and it's nice to talk to smth that doesn't talk back!!

they're also super nice for when she can't sleep - just going into the basement, sitting on that cozy couch, sprinkling in a bit of food. Cozying up to watch them swim around until she can drift off,,, <333

MAYBE,, even you sitting next to her,, rubbing her hand until she's off <33

JR

not a fan of dogs - Rand sicced one on him when they were younger. 0/10, you might be able to warm him up to the puppies but,, he still gets pretty jumpy around full-grown dogs

Definitely prefers cuddling up with one of your kitties <33333

OH you know this prissy little rich boy is gonna buy you your own zoo. like a PROPER zoo that's solely yours that you can,, visit whenever <3333

yeah it's a little extra but shh gifts are his love language MSNDSMD.

He'll constantly offer to get you new stuff for them, even as you insist 'everything still works perfectly, there's no need to replace it'

HES STUBBORN THO SO YOU'LL GET AT LEAST,, A FEW THINGS GET SWAPPED BEHIND YOUR BACK. It's ok everything works way better now

OH if you have a fish pond that's gonna be his jam. Sitting out there, tossing in feed... feeling them suck on his fingers all stupidly,, <3333

aaa <33 you joining him out there, quietly talking about your days <3 his work clothes a little undone, looking all peaceful and happy <333 gbrbrbrbrbr menfolk SORRY SORRY NEXT PERSON

Brett

Watching Brett interact with a dog is like. reintroducing a rescue animal to its pack MSNDSM

LIKE HE GETS ON THE GROUND AND SCRAMBLES AROUND ON HIS HANDS AN KNEES WITH THEM AND EVERYTHING. HES SO CUTE AND INTO IT. HE LOVES PLAYING WITH ANIMALS.

He isn't afraid of bugs!! or spiders or rats!! He finds all animals so cute. He used to talk to the spiders in his room when he was younger :')

PLEASE <333 he gasps whenever he sees your pets. he will become best friends with all of them before the day is up. You've been betrayed they love him so much now.

problem they all go BATSHIT WHEN HE APPEARS.

HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE TO BE IN EYELINE THEY KNOW HIS SMELL YOU CAN HEAR EM ZOOMING FROM DOWN THE HALL.

THE HOUSE SOUNDS LIKE A ZOO SERIOUSLY EVERY BEASTIE STARTS SHRIEKING.

HE GETS ABSOLUTELY TACKLED whenever he visits. He's learned to jump outta the way bc otherwise he's gonna get absolutely Stampeded lmao.

GOD the cuddle piles. He will literally just lay on the floor and the animals will flop on top of him. He dissolves into giggles, but that doesn't deter them. Truly the most disney princess ever.

Andre

OH YOU KNOW HE'S RUNNING AROUND LIKE A KID IN A CANDY SHOP

He loves animals he double loves FUNKY animals. Lizards Reptiles Bugs Snakes Weird Fish

HE WAS TOTALLY A DINOSAUR KID. Watches the og Jurassic Park obsessively, that was totally his jam - loves your birdies and lizards <3333

he 1000% will swap cool fact with you >:) he got his bachelors in biology babey!! He's a smart guy and nothing's more fun than talking Science with his baby <3

sigh. yes he makes a Pussy joke when you introduce him to your cats. yes he has that shit-eating grin on his face. yes you love him MSNDMSD

Expect to find him. just. sitting in front of the gecko enclosure staring head on at them.

'we're communicating'

'you aren't communicating shit'

'we're communicating'

MSNDMSND he's chaos and will absolutely help you with chores. He might even collect Samples (nothing harmful, ofc) from em to make New Funky Shit (tm) in his labs - it's great to have fresh options available!!

Myc

He's learned not to question your shenanigans at this point MSNDSMD when he sees you smuggling Test Animals out in tote bags he just grabs a basket and starts grabbing gerbils. Partner in crime babey

ohhhh dogs don't like myc dogs do not like myc nononono

cats too. most mammals seem to have an Aversion to him. They won't outright attack, but they get super pissy. Something about his scent.

it's fine tho bc he isn't a fan of em either - fur, yknow? Doesn't mix well with gooey tentacles

it's the DEAD opposite for your fish - they follow him around and crowd the corners of the tank trying to reach him when he comes over. He absolutely messes with them a little, moving from side-to-side of the tank and watching them scramble around.

yes he'll read your pets minds if you pester him enough. They don't think in the same Format as humans - it's more Vibes Based than actual coherent thoughts.

FUCK BUGS FUCK BUGS FUCK BUGS ABSOLUTELY FUCK BUGS

he's gonna scale you like a fucking tree if he sees a spider. he doesn't even care if it's locked up, keep that shit away from him

He's definitely more of a,, lizard-fish-amphibian type of guy!! No fur to stick to his tendrils, low-maintenance, doesn't mistake his tentacles for chewtoys

Glenn

he misses petting dogs

HE LOVES SEEIN EM THOUGH

esp bc he had,, a bunch of different dogs growing up to help with the farm <333 he's got such a southern boy softspot for em

AAA <333 if you mention loving fish. expect his face to go pink

he knows you didnt mean it like that he knows you didnt mean it like that but it doesn't matter it's in his head now and it's never getting out. Doesn't even matter if you're dating his brain is latching onto that so hard

FUCK BUGS PART 2 ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

you'd think smb who was literally in the army wouldn't be afraid of bugs but NOPE HE WILL JUMP OUTTA HIS SKIN IF HE SEES YOUR TARANTULAS

on a similar note. please keep cats away from him they will eat him. like EAT him they will hunt this man for sport i stg MSNDMSD

AAA <333 IF YOU HAVE LIKE,, FARM ANIMALS??? like cows sheep chickens piggies?? HOGS??

the fucking nostalgia knocks him OUT he has been in the city too long. please let him help you with chores, he's missed it so much

Alpha-Beta

hush don't think about the how

He's. actually kinda impressed? quietly tho he has appearances to keep up. You'll see those clever little eyes dancing around the tanks, the

PLEASE you know he'd pretend to be all High and Mighty 'oh animals only love you for your food' but the SECOND you turn your back this silly bastard is gonna be cooing over one of the kitties that are rubbing against his leg.

He's gonna,, a bit hesitant to pet them at first because Oh Fuck It Is So Fragile And I Am So Strong, but after you shove a puppy into his arms. He Is Fine He Is Content.

literally just sit this man with a small animal he will be absolutely entraptured it's delightful

OH I can absolutely see him giving you some extra care tips. Babey he's got the whole internet in his brain he's,, absolutely got some Super Niche Info to improve your pets quality of life.

He's so,, warm and his body hums a bit,,, like the purr of a cat,, it draws them to him.

the first two he's calm, then 5, then 7, then the whole bundle is curled up against him and he looks absolutely Distressed smmdsdnms

AAA <333 this was so cute and soft <33 lmk if you had smth else in mind, and feel free to add more ideas!!

[ohpapiseo]

i wanted to tell you, but... [jinyoung x reader]

As promised to @brittbrat2017, this is something she requested in private and so I have delivered... I haven’t really proof-read this, nor have I written in ages so here we go...

pairing: Jinyoung (GOT7) x reader genre: transgender, coming out, intersex, LGBT+, romance and angst with happy endings I guess?

Unbeknownst to you, Jinyoung was looking at you as you got dressed. Never did you fail to surprise him on special occasions, and today was no different. He knew that you preferred comfort over style any time of the day, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t dress up every now and then. He looked at you as you picked out a nice chain to go with your well-tailored blouse and black trousers (later, Jinyoung would realise that they were actually jeans).

You were putting on your eyeliner, when Jinyoung walked over and looked at you in the mirror. You hadn’t paid him any mind for a minute while you were finishing your eye makeup, only turning to look at him once you were done.

Jinyoung knelt down in front of you, giving you a small smile. “How do you feel about meeting the rest of the family?” “Ugh. Obviously nervous, but if they’re all as nice as you then I don’t think I have to worry.” You let out a chuckle. Jinyoung’s eyes lit up at the sight of you laughing, and he too smiled.

“They’re lovely. You’ve already met my mother. And then you’ll be meeting my older sisters for the first time. Fair warning, babe, but Boyoung noona is a little… well, let’s just say she doesn’t really think before she speaks.” “Oh, a woman of my own heart.” You grinned, turning open your little bottle of lip gloss. “Sounds like we’ll get along just fine.”

Before you could get the lip gloss on, Jinyoung pulled you closer to him, his lips brushing against yours and then he kissed you, pulling back after a few seconds to see your eyes closed. You opened them to an expression of adoration, amazement, awe. He loved you so much he couldn’t explain it with words, he hoped you could hear his heart speak. And you couldn’t help but return the feeling with a smile of your own.

It turned out that you had nothing to worry about after all. With a bright smile, Jinyoung’s mother made you feel welcomed into their home as if it were your own. She treated you like you were her own daughter, and you enjoyed being fussed over and adored by a motherly figure. It had been long since you had seen your parents, so you enjoyed the attention.

Jinyoung’s sisters were quick to warm up to you as well, immediately taking your contact details and promising to take you out on dates when Jinyoung was busy with his vocal teaching.

“And we’ll go shopping as well. Get you some cute dresses! I bet you’ll get Jinyoung whipped with these, for sure.” Boyoung whispered, giving you a wink. You turned pink at the comment, and Sooyoung sighed, smacking the younger sister behind the head.

“Give it a rest, you’ll make her hate us!” “No she won’t! You won’t right?” Boyoung looked at you eagerly, and you shook your head quickly, giving her a nervous smile. “Oh no, not at all…”

And Mr. Park (because you were too intimidated to call him by his first name), although he looked stern, he was very kind to you as well, asking you questions about what you studied and what your plans were for the future.

“Dad…” Jinyoung sighed into his hands. “Come on, whatever she does she’ll figure it out! This is why Yugyeom stopped coming to visit, Dad’s always asking whether he’s got his university stuff sorted out.” “What? No harm in being curious.” Jinyoung’s father shrugged, returning to his meal.

“Don’t worry, Jinyoung, it’s fine.” You put your hand on top of his, giving him a reassuring smile. “I like talking about what I do, anyway.”

Jinyoung relaxed, giving you a smile of his own. He blinked for a minute, realising that there was some sauce on the side of your mouth you hadn’t seemed to notice.

“One second…” Jinyoung picked up a paper napkin and brought it to your lips, wiping away the food and sauce from the corner of your lips. You looked at him with a slight blush, a little embarrassed at him having done this in front of his parents and sisters.

Sooyoung and Boyoung both let out excited squeals, clasping their hands together as they looked at you and Jinyoung with shining eyes.

“Wah, you’re so manly, Jinyoung-ah…” “Yeah, he is, right?” Boyoung grinned, giving Jinyoung a wink. “I mean, honestly… you’re so suited to be a guy, and I’m so happy for you, Jinyoung, really.”

You raised a brow at the remark, looking at Boyoung curiously. She turned towards you, looking back in equal confusion.

“Because of Jin’s transition and all. Being a guy really suits him.”

You glanced towards Jinyoung, who closed his eyes. You could practically see the emotions of shame, sadness, regret, all emanate off him in waves. He used to be a woman. The Jinyoung I knew used to be a woman...?

The tension was definitely felt in that room then. Pained looks in the eyes of the parents and the other sister. Boyoung realised that Jinyoung hadn’t told you himself that he was transgender and she had basically outed him to you.

You felt numb. How could he have hidden something so big from you? What made Jinyoung feel like he couldn’t trust you with that? You both had been dating for almost three months, how did he even hide it so well? You both practically lived with each other, too.

Anger, sadness, betrayal, you were overwhelmed by all these emotions, but you took one good look at Jinyoung and knew you couldn’t let his family feel upset for this.

“N-No-” You were lying through your teeth, but you didn't care anymore. “No, that’s not it. I know about it… He was just very reluctant to tell me, when we started being friends, so I assumed that you didn’t know anything. I apologise for making such a hasty conclusion-!”

You bowed your head apologetically. You could see the relief wash over many of their faces, except for Jinyoung who was now looking at you guiltily. He opened his mouth to speak, but you opened your mouth to interrupt.

“But with how much Jinyoung talks about you when we mention family… I should have figured it out for myself.” You gave him a small smile, squeezing his hand reassuringly. “He loves you all dearly. And I know you all love him as much. I just am a kind of person that jumps to assumptions.”

Mrs. Park shook her head and reached out to pat you on the shoulder. “I understand your concerns. Because a lot of parents don't treat their children who want to change the way we did. But we have always supported Jinyoung, and we always will.”

You were walking a few feet ahead of Jinyoung, and he was making no effort to keep up either. There was a heavy silence, the distance between you growing to a near point of no-return. The walk to the subway was a good fifteen minutes, but right now, it felt like an eternity.

You stopped in your tracks, turning around to look at Jinyoung. He too had come to a standstill, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, sniffling to stop the tears from overflowing. The sight was heartbreaking, but at the same time, you couldn’t bring yourself to offer him comfort.

“Why are you letting me follow you?” His words caught you off-guard. You looked into his eyes, and immediately felt his resolve waver.

“Why aren’t you angry?” He asked in a broken voice. “I lied to you. I’ve lied to you for three months. But you… you told my family that you knew. You could feel their awkwardness, their impending disappointment, maybe, and you averted the situation. I don’t deserve it.”

You let out a sigh, turning around fully to walk towards him, until you were looking right at him.

“Why aren’t you just… giving me the shouting I deserve.” Jinyoung sighed agitatedly, walking towards you.

There was no hesitation, no fear in your voice as you spoke. “I’m intersex. On paper, I’m legally female. But biologically, I’m not a woman, neither am I a man.”

Jinyoung stopped in his tracks, his eyes widened as he tried to process your words. You looked at him calmly, even tilting your head to a side as you studied his expression. His jaw clenched for a minute, the betrayal reflecting in his eyes as much as it did in yours earlier.

“So, how do you feel when I said that?” You looked back at him, waiting for an answer silently. Jinyoung paused for a minute, before giving you a sad smile again.

“I understand. While you’re pissed off, you can’t be angry because you’ve got your secrets too.” Jinyoung looked over the bridge into the river. “I’m upset but I’ve got no right to express it.”

You nodded, coming closer to him as you stood by the railings. “So why didn’t you tell me, Jinyoung?”

He closed his eyes, thinking of the right words to say. You brought your hand to his cheek, making him look at you.

“I always wanted to be honest. And every girl that I tried to date? I’d always tell them the truth. I was born a woman. Now I’m a man after a successful transition.” Jinyoung’s eyes welled with tears as he spoke, finding it hard to bear the shame of his actions, you could tell.

“And then?” You asked patiently, but you already had a feeling what the answer was going to be.

“And nothing. We got distant, we broke up, we stopped seeing each other. We stopped being friends. I don’t know if it was worry over the sex, scared of what people might think or just blatant transphobia. But whatever it was ended up in me becoming hurt.”

“And then I met you.” He whispered slowly. “You were just so… right. So beautiful, so amazing, on the outside and the inside. And I was scared that if I told you about my transition, you’d leave. And… I know it was selfish. But I just wanted you. I wanted to be loved by you. I was scared of rejection. And if you turned me down, I don’t know what I’d have done…”

You nodded slowly, unconsciously looking down at his chest, hands wrapped in the scarf around his neck. “I understand. And while I’m not entirely happy, I understand your reasons. And… we’ll work through it. I’m not upset with you being trans, Jinyoung, I only wished you would have been honest about it.”

Jinyoung took your hands in his, planting small kisses along your knuckles, a grateful smile on his face.

“I will be more honest from now, babe. I promise.”

You smiled. You believed him, knowing Jinyoung wouldn’t go back on his word and hide anything from you. The two of you stayed huddled together in silence, listening to the sound of the river below, resting in the warmth of each other’s embrace.

Jinyoung slowly glanced at you, asking quietly, “About being intersex… why didn’t you tell me?” “Well… I didn’t think it was really important.I just never talked about this. I’ve never had to, or felt the need to.”

Hesitation flitted across your expression, making him raise an eyebrow at you suspiciously. You shook your head at that, retracting your own statement. “I mean… no, it’s important. I just can’t talk about it well. I was chosen to be a woman. My parents wanted a daughter, legally, on paper… whatever you call it.”

Jinyoung let out a breathy chuckle. “Ha. We’re a lot more alike than we thought, I guess.” “You aren’t wrong. Though… I didn’t really get much choice on my gender. I’m seen as a girl. Which is not all bad, honestly.” You sighed, a wistful smile crossing your face as he caressed your face in his palm. “I just wish I had a choice at the moment. Because legally, what I am is a female.”

He frowned at your words, shaking his head slowly. “There’s always a choice. Whether people acknowledge it in a few months, or a few years, or never, you always have a choice.”

You pondered upon his words, realising that he was right. Your heart trembled at the thought of saying how you felt, and how much you yearned for freedom.

“And you’ll love me still? Even if some days I want to dress like a man? Not like a tomboy… a man?”

He grinned at your words. “Yes. Of course.” “And if I wanted to chop my hair off one day, but wear a wig the very next?” “Heck yeah. We can get colourful wigs if you wanted.” “Ha! Yeah, we could…” You grinned at him as he ruffled your hair playfully.

“And you’ll… love me? Always?” “Always.” Jinyoung whispered back, lowering his head to kiss you softly, his lips warm against yours, hesitant but also so certain. Really, there was no one that knew you or understood you better than Jinyoung, and it made you wonder why you were scared of how he’d react to you.

“It’s okay.” He whispered your name, kissing your forehead gently. “You had your reasons to hide it. As I had mine. And we’ll work through it.”

You nodded slowly, looking up at him with glazed eyes, you were sure. “I’m scared.” “Sometimes, the way to overcome fear is… well, fear.”

A snort escaped you, which you couldn’t help. Jinyoung deigned to chuckle with you, before pressing his forehead against yours.

“I’m really sorry.” He murmured, looking downcast for a moment before he had a hopeful smile on his face. “And, I’m here for you. Whatever you decide, for yourself, I’ll be here to support you.”

You gave Jinyoung a smile, nodding in determination. “I’m sorry as well. And the same goes for you, Jinyoung. I’ll also be here for you with whatever you decide, and here to support you.”

“Always.”

[ryqoshay]

Happy Life: Revelations

Primary Pairing: YohaRiko Words: ~3k Rating: Heavy T or mild M, depending on your description there of AU: Angelic? Time Frame: Early college; likely Yohane’s 1st and Riko’s 2nd year Story Arc: “Revelations” Revelations My Angel

List of all HL scenes

Author’s Note: I didn’t want the title to be blatant spoilers, so it was off to thesaurus.com where I clicked a few times... and I found this idea. I hope it works as intended. “What is going to be revealed?”

Yoshiko dropped her pen, threw up her arms and stretched.

“Ready for a break?” Riko asked from the other side of the table.

“Yup.”

“Alright.” The older girl smiled. “I’ll go make some tea.”

“Thanks, Riri.” The younger girl replied, letting herself fall back onto the floor where she sprawled out lazily.

Riko giggled at the display before getting up. “I’ll be right back.”

The two young women had been busy studying since they arrived home earlier in the afternoon. Using Riko’s room to study had become a bit of a tradition as it lacked the distractions of the television and game systems of the living room as well as the general clutter of Yoshiko’s room. There was also more available study space than in the music room. However, the room still held its share of distractions for Yoshiko, ones that it had taken a lot of conscious effort to not only overcome but also to avoid revealing to Riko.

And on the topic of such distractions, out of the corner of her eye, Yoshiko spotted a not-so-well-hidden book that was undoubtedly from Riko’s not-so-secret manga collection. Heck, she barely had to move to reach it under the bed.

It often amused Yoshiko how her roommate continued to insist on keeping half of her manga collection a secret. Everyone knew at this point, and for the most part, nobody cared. Really, only Mari and Yoshiko ever teased her about it. And ironically, it was with them that Riko had become more relaxed in keeping everything perfectly hidden, though that might have been more because she lived with Yoshiko and Mari regularly did not announce when she was coming over. With everyone else, however, Riko insisted on having everything perfectly hidden from all but the most discerning eyes; particularly from her fellow former second years.

Yoshiko smiled to herself as these thoughts crossed her mind and she pulled the book towards herself. Then, she glimpsed the cover. Was that? She pulled it close for a better inspection. It was! The next volume of the series she had recently started following on one of her digital manga sites! She hadn’t even realized the new volume had been printed. This meant she didn’t have to wait the delay time for them to upload it. Yoshiko felt almost giddy as she opened the book and started reading.

But wait, this meant that Riko read this series as well. Sure, it had no shortage of the romance that the redhead loved so dearly, and it was centered on two girls, her favorite type of romance. It even had quite a fair bit of the more suggestive stuff she not-so-secretly sought, which was probably why she had not included it in her collection out in the living room. However, so far, the main reasons the series had earned its mature rating were the rather graphic fight sequences. Of course, if the romance side of things continued to progress, perhaps that would end up matching the maturity rating? Still, the high adventure, action, fighting and such genres had always been more of Yoshiko’s thing.

“Yocchan…” Riko’s voice came from the doorway.

“Thanks for the tea, Riri.” Yoshiko replied, not looking away from the book. “It smells delicious.”

There was the sound of a tray being set down before the book was snatched from her grasp. “Where… did you find that?”

Oh… Oops… Yoshiko looked up to see the other girl blushing madly and chewing her lip nervously. Cute. She thought. By the gods, did she love seeing the redhead flustered.

“Riri,” the blue-haired girl sighed dramatically, “if you don’t want Yohane to find these things, you gotta hide them better. I mean I can see a couple dozen more from here.” She made a point of turning her head and tilting her chin to indicate her view under the bed.

“D-don’t look…” Riko pulled her blanket down in a vain attempt to obscure the other girl’s view.

There was no holding back the laugh that escaped Yoshiko’s mouth. “But seriously, Riri, you should have told me you liked that series.”

“Huh?”

“It’s one of my favorites.” Yoshiko pushed herself back up into a sitting position and turned to face the other girl. “And don’t tell me you’re surprised. A series about an angel that falls to earth to live among humans? How could Yohane pass up such an amazing theme?” She grinned. “And the girl she ends up staying with is amazing as well, but I think there is more to her than anyone else realizes, maybe even herself.” She couldn’t help getting excited as she spoke about the story.

“And she’s incredibly adorable. And kind. And talented.” Yoshiko continued. “I can definitely see why the angel fell for her. She is almost as as perfect as the most elite of Yohane’s own little demons.” She nodded her approval. “But geez, they’re both so dense!” Her shoulders slumped. “How has neither noticed that the other loves them? It’s so obvious!” She threw up her hands in exasperation. “See, that’s what I don’t get about all those romances you love, Riri…” She glanced over at the other girl, who she suddenly realized hadn’t said anything in a little while. “Riri?”

Riko’s blush had spread to her ears and she immediately looked away when her gaze met the other girl’s.

Yoshiko sighed and started to stand up. “Sorry, Riri, I didn’t mean to embarrass you that much. It’s just too much fun teasing you about your tastes in manga.” She took a step toward the redhead. “But I thought you might want to talk about this series since we both like… why are you backing away?”

“I’m fine…”

“That’s… not what I asked…” A confused expression crossed the blue-haired girl’s face. “And I wouldn’t believe you if it wa…. Wah!” Her foot caught something and she lurched forward. Windmilling her arms did nothing to correct her balance. “Riri, look out!”

Thump

Yoshiko’s palm impacted the wall, preventing her from falling.

“Y-Yocchan…” Riko murmured.

“Sorry, Riri…” The younger girl replied, looking up. Oh, wow…

That was not an expression Yoshiko was accustomed to seeing on the older girl. Riko stood, back pressed against the wall, clutching the book to her chest, blushing fiercely, and staring at her intensely. However, her eyes were not wide from fear, rather with a mixture of surprise and… something else… Yoshiko couldn’t readily place it, but it caused her heartrate to increase and heat to rise in her cheeks. And by the gods did that something make Riko look cute. Cute and, dare she think it, sexy? Yoshiko swallowed, suddenly aware of how dry her throat and lips felt… lips… Riko’s lips… She swallowed again.

Slowly, Riko closed her eyes.

Oh gods… Yoshiko felt her breath hitch as not only did the other girl’s adorableness skyrocket, but something clicked in her mind. Kabedon. It was nowhere near ideal since Yoshiko was shorter and leaning forward awkwardly as she had only intended to catch herself and not barrel into the other girl, but their current position still strongly resembled the position so often depicted in the popular romance manga of the day.

Riko tilted her chin down, just a little.

Was Riko expecting something from Yoshiko? What normally happened in the kabedon situation? Wait, was Riko expecting Yoshiko to kiss her? Oh gods…

No! Bad idea! A voice in Yoshiko’s mind yelled. You’ve lived with her this long. Don’t screw things up now by doing something stupid… or… stupider than usual…

Yoshiko felt her eyes close as she leaned forward. Despite knowing it would not end well, that her dismal luck would win out in the end and ruin things, a tiny glimmer of hope in the back of her mind wanted to believe that maybe, just maybe, Riko felt similar to her.

Yoshiko felt softness on her lips. Warmth radiated out into her body from the point of contact. However, despite the wonderful sensation, the war continued to rage within her. Pull away! Push deeper! Flee now! Fight on!

The arm Yoshiko was using to support herself wavered as it had been holding at an odd angle. No… Then, before she could scrape together a solution, it gave way. Yoshiko fell.

“Umph!” Riko grunted as her head was shoved against the wall.

Yoshiko winced as their teeth clashed against each other.

Something shattered in the fallen angel’s mind. Her eyes snapped open.

Oh no…

Reeling back, she tried to assess the situation but her vision was already starting to blur as liquid collected in her eyes. Was she crying?

“Yocchan?”

No. That was not the voice of someone losing themselves to bliss. Then again, who in their right mind would be lost in bliss after that fiasco? But what was that she heard? Sadness? Disappointment? Please don’t let it be anger.

This was wrong. Why in the nine hells had she done that?

“Yocchan?”

She didn’t remember turning away, but she did feel fingers brush against her arm as she retreated. And the next thing Yoshiko knew, she was in the hallway, headed for the exit. No time to mess with shoes. She could barely see as she fumbled with the doorknob.

“Wait!”

Finally, she pulled and glimpsed a thin beam of light from the other side…

“Yocchan!”

Thump

A hand slammed into the door, wrenching the knob from Yoshiko’s hand and snuffing out the light. Yoshiko turned the other way.

Thump

The other hand planted itself on the other side, trapping the confused girl.

“Yocchan why… hey, are you crying?”

Yoshiko sniffled. “I’m sorry, Riri…” She began to blubber. “I don’t know why I did that but I get it if you’re mad at me and hate me and…” want me to move out… her mind continued as her voice died in her throat.

The hands that, a mere moment ago, had so roughly slammed the door, gently descended to the shorter girl’s shoulders. Then they pulled and Yoshiko found herself in a tight embrace.

“I don’t hate you, Yocchan.” Riko said sofly. “I don’t think I ever could. To be honest, I was actually a little excited there for a moment when I thought you were trying to act out a scene from my manga. I mean, it was awkward, but so adorably you that I couldn’t help playing into it. Then you kissed me.” She started running her fingers through the other girl’s hair. “And it was wonderful…”

Yoshiko hiccuped. Did she hear that correctly? Riko had called the kiss wonderful?

“But then you ran away. Why did you run, Yocchan?”

Why did she run? Panic. But why had she panicked?

“… I was scared…” Yoshiko finally admitted after a moment.

“Of me?” Was that a hint of concern in the other girl’s voice?

“No, of losing you…”

“Oh…” Riko’s voice dropped to a whisper. “… the same…”

“Huh?” The same? Did that mean…? Yoshiko’s mind raced. Say something! Something other than huh!

Well, she had come this far. She didn’t think she could make things worse. Riko said she wasn’t angry and apparently felt the same. Perhaps it was time to just go for broke.

“I… lo…” Gods, why was it hard to say? “I love you, Riri…” She finally got out.

Riko gasped as she pulled back from the hug. She stared at the younger girl before her lips started to quiver and tears began to gather at the edges of her eyes.

“Riri?”

“…The same…” The redhead’s voice shook as the first tear slid down her cheek. “… I was right…”

“You mean you…?”

“Yes.” Riko nodded. “Yocchan, I… I… oh what was the point of practicing?”

Yoshiko couldn’t help a small laugh as she realized that she wasn’t the only one who was nervous and had a hard time saying those words. However, even if the words were not spoken, the intent was clear enough. Her confidence back on the rise, she closed the distance between them once again.

“Yoccha…?” Riko was cut off as lips were pressed into hers.

There was a lot less awkwardness this time, and significantly more desire. Emotions that had been ignored and repressed for months, years, came up from the depths to finally be acknowledged. And through the flood of new sensations, a sense of familiarity made itself known. When Riko’s hands roamed across Yoshiko’s back, it was if they had done so hundreds of times before. And as Yoshiko threaded her fingers through Riko’s hair, it felt as natural as breathing. Breathing… air… Yoshiko pulled back with a slight gasp.

“Yocchan…” Riko said in a plaintive tone, pulling her close again.

Oh, to hell with it, she could breathe later. Yoshiko gulped down one more breath before tilting her chin back up to meet Riko for another kiss. Part of Yoshiko wanted to scream and jump for joy. She was kissing Riko, the girl of her dreams, for the third time in about as many minutes. And she was reciprocating! And she was… wait… what?

“Riri?” Yoshiko questioned, pulling away as she felt fingers fidget with the hem of her shirt.

“Mmm…” Riko closed the distance again.

Yoshiko gasped as skin met skin but continued to press up into the kiss. Well, if that’s what Riri wants… and she’s initiating… Yoshiko could hear her heart trying to hammer its way out of her chest as she brought her own hands down the bottom button of Riko’s shirt and quickly undid it. No negative response. She continued with the second, the third…

A new sensation threatened to overwhelm Yoshiko as Riko’s tongue glanced across hers. Oh gods… this is the point where she would wake up in a cold sweat… Yet, she continued her way up the line of buttons as Riko’s hands continued to dance across her back. She reached the final button. She hadn’t awakened. Everything was still happening. However, she had to be certain.

“Riri…” Yoshiko pulled away again, earning a whine from the other girl. When she had established eye contact, she asked, “Are you sure?”

“Yes…” Riko responded without hesitation, her voice heavy with what Yoshiko hoped was desire. She leaned forward, this time bypassing Yoshiko’s lips so she could speak softly into the younger girl’s ear. “Yes, I’m sure.” She breathed. “I’m very sure. I want this.” Her fingers found the clasp she sought. “I want you, Yocchan.”

Yoshiko felt her confidence rising once again. And with it, the desire to do anything and everything, even the more… eclectic things from Riko’s hidden collection, just so long as it was with Riko.

“Are you sure, Yocchan?” Riko returned to her prior position so she could see the other girl’s reaction. “Do you want me as well?”

“Yes.” Yoshiko nodded. “I want you, Riri.” Gods, I’ve wanted you for so long…

Now assured in her actions, Yoshiko unfastened the last button. At the same time, a barely audible click sounded from behind her as the clasp was released. Immediately, two sets of hands began a fervent mission to explore undiscovered territory.

The blonde leaned back in her seat and smiled. “Finally.”

Yoshiko stared at the ceiling as she tried to catch her breath. Her body still tingled with unfamiliar sensations as her mind continued scrambling to process everything that had just happened in the last… however long it had been. She glanced over at the girl beside her.

Beautiful.

Riko also lay on her back, red hair splayed out across the pillow while her chest rose and fell in a manner that indicated that she was also recovering from their recent activities. Then she turned her golden eyes to Yoshiko and smiled. Yoshiko’s heartrate increased. By the gods did she love that smile.

“That was wonderful, Yocchan.” The older girl murmured.

“Mmm…” Was all of the agreement the younger girl could muster.

“How are you feeling?”

“Like I might wake up at any mome… Ow! Hey, Riri?” Yoshiko protested as she felt her arm being pinched. She looked over in time to see the other girl wince as she pinched her own arm as well. “Wha…?”

“We’re not dreaming, Yocchan.” The redhead turned onto her side to face the blue-haired girl before reaching out to run her hand across the spot one Yoshiko’s arm she had just pinched. “That really happened. We really…” her cheeks flushed a bit “did… all that…”

Yoshiko was about to laugh at the adorable reaction when her mental replay suddenly paused on a decidedly-less-than-positive reaction Riko had given earlier. “Riri, I’m sorry, I…” How to describe it?

Riko’s finger moved up to Yoshiko’s lips. “If you’re thinking what I think you’re thinking, you don’t have to apologize.” She smiled gently. “That was just our first time…” she pursed her lips in thought “first several times actually, but whatever,” she shook her head “so we’re both still learning. We’ll learn more the more we continue.” She paused for a moment before a surprisingly smug smirk crossed her lips. “Say, Yocchan…” She slid in close to whisper again in the blue-haired girl’s ear. “Do you want to learn more now?”

Yoshiko didn’t respond verbally. Instead she reached over, placed her hand on Riko’s shoulder and gently pushed the redhead onto her back. Quickly, she shifted herself up into a position above Riko. The smugness had disappeared from Riko’s smile, replaced with more genuine excitement and anticipation of what was to come. She reached up and pulled Yoshiko down into a kiss.

Yoshiko’s eyes opened slowly. Even in the darkened room, she could tell this wasn’t her bed. As the rest of her senses sluggishly kicked in, she could just make out the sound of gentle breathing from somewhere very close. She blinked a few times and was able to make out the figure of a girl laying next to her.

Riko. That’s right. That’s whose bed this was.

Between them, Yoshiko noticed a particular detail; Riko’s fingers poking out from under the blanket. Slowly, tentatively, Yoshiko slid her hand up until it covered the other girl’s. She froze as Riko suddenly murmured something unintelligible in her sleep, but relaxed as the redhead squeezed her hand.

Smiling, Yoshiko closed her eyes again and let sleep return to her.

Author’s Note Continued: “Happy Life: Apocalypse” was also a possibility I considered, insofar as this is the end of the world as Yohane and Riko know it. A lot will change now; most importantly, they no longer have to hide or ignore their feelings for the other.

Also, for anyone who reads my other fic, HtHaN, they might note a striking difference in the pacing of the relationship development. HtHaN has a scene that focuses on the first date, another on the first kiss and yet another on the first time the two say “I love you.” And I still have yet to get around to writing anything that doesn’t simply refer to the first time they are physically intimate. However, unlike NicoMaki, which, for lack of better words, is bogged down a bit by Maki’s naïveté and both girls’ self-consciousness, Yohane and Riko have both been actively fantasizing about things for months; years on Yohane’s part.

Riko is obsessed with romance manga and I headcanon she spends a lot of time daydreaming about various scenarios that might play out between herself and a partner. This partner more and more often ends up being Yohane once the two move in together. And for her part, Yohane is also no stranger to imagining grand scenarios of her own as she continues to maintain her fallen angel persona. It is not hard to imagine her also dreaming about doing various things with the girl on whom she has a crush.

Like with HtHaN, I do intend to backtrack and write some scenes that better address the mounting tensions between these two girls, but I am still hedging some bets on details that might, or might not, be revealed in the movie. That said, if I have an idea that I believe does not rely on these things, I will happily write it before the movie is released.

Finally, I would apologize if the timing of this scene squanders the whole “will they/won’t they” thing, but honestly, I did that a while back with other scenes.