#i had permission but kekeke

[queenharumiura]

Send 👕 or 'shirt' for receiver's reaction to seeing sender wearing their shirt+ reverse (from Gokudera)

“+reverse” for the receiver to react to being caught by sender wearing sender’s shirt ||Accepting|| @whiskeysmulti

You may ask how it is that Haru found herself in the situation of being caught wearing one of Gokudera’s shirts, and it’s simple: she got into his apartment with a spare key and she was intending to help him sort through some things in his closet.

Whoever decided that guys could continue to grow taller into their 20’s whereas girls usually tap out at around 15 years of age was a rude person. Very rude. Every year Haru would note how the guys would continue to grow taller and taller, and her neck pain at looking up at them increased. Again, rude.

That’s just life, you’d suppose.

Haru was sorting through some of the clothes that wouldn’t fit on Gokudera anymore and she stared at one of the shirts she pulled out and felt a sense of sadness. It was one of the many skull shirts that he used to wear a lot. Given how he often wore this one the most (according to her memory, anyways), she could assume it was one of his favorites.

Holding it up, she starts measuring by eye. She’s seen that aesthetic where people liked to wear clothes that were big on them and have the sleeves dangle past their hands. Sometimes, it was a cute look. She’s also seen the trend where a girlfriend simply borrows (permanently) an article of clothing from her boyfriend and accessorizes it.

The impulsive Haru didn’t waste another second and puts it on. “Hm… this really puts things into perspective.” She always knew she was short, and that she couldn’t even kiss Gokudera on the lips if he didn’t lean over first… but it still never truly clicked how small in comparison she was.

She shakes the sleeves, watching the dangling sleeve dance with each arm bobbing movement. The sound at the door makes her head snap up to realize she was caught.

"Hahi! H-Haru was just... um... that is to say... eto... Haru can explain!" What was there to explain? She was wearing one of his old shirts. "You see, by wearing the shirt, Haru can get a gauge of how different our porportions are, you know? You've really long arms." What does this have to do with anything? Nothing.

She's nervous, and stammering nonsense. "Haru just wanted to try the Kareshi-shirt..." She puffs out a cheek. Well, she was already caught... "Can Haru keep it?" For the true Kareshi shirt experience, you have to accessorize it!

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[Have a bonus scene bc why not]

It was a very rare day where Gokudera wasn’t very busy, a rest day as you could call it. Wasn’t very often where he got one of those with how busy he normally kept himself, but it does happen. Last she saw him, he was reading a book for leisure.

Haru was doing some cleaning as she had a habit of cleaning different areas every day to minimize the clutter and the mess. If you spend a bit of time every day cleaning, then you didn’t have to do too much later on.

Finished with her tidying, she had the time to relax and do… whatever else that she wanted. Haru could also read a book of her own. It’s also been a while since she last called her mother to just chat, so she could do that.  She could finish that one crochet project she was working on before. She was trying to crochet a cute little animal if memory serves her right. She put it somewhere… why did she put it on hold again? Hm… oh well.

Haru brings the little stool in front of the vanity over to the closet so she could use it to grab one of the boxes resting on one of the upper shelves. Curse her vertically challenged-ness. She rummages through the box and starts pulling things out. “I forgot I had this.”

Change of plans. “Hayato? Can you help me with something in a bit?” She waits for a positive answer and then she proceeds with her new plan.

She rummages through the closet some more, looking for something. She’ll tidy up the closet again later. At the moment, Haru was a woman on a mission so to speak. Walking out of the bedroom, she finds Gokudera sitting on the couch still reading a book.

“Look at what I found in the closet.” She motions to the black thigh high stockings. She lifts her foot to show that the bottom of the feet had… CAT PADS… WITH TOE BEANS! “I also found an old pair of cat ears I made years ago that match.” She points atop her head sporting a silly smile.

She was also wearing one of his dress shirts, but she wasn’t going to comment on that. He should be used to the fact that she simply steals his shirts from time to time to wear, but she normally stole his old shirts that he outgrew. That’s not what she was wearing right now, however. She was practically swimming in his over-sized shirt. The top of the shirt kept riding down her shoulder with how loosely it fit around her smaller frame.

There was a small gap between the bottom of the shirt and the top of the thigh high stockings. What do that call it again? Zettai Ryouiki (Absolute territory)?

The woman walks up to him and straddles his sides which reveals the lacey panties she was wearing underneath the red dress shirt she borrowed. “You ready to help me with something nyaow (now)?” Pushing her body up against his, she playfully nips his neck. “Or is your book more entertaining?”

[vipermirage]

Allo, my fren! Let’s see how much I’ll be able to extrapolate? We interact mostly with Fon and Mammon, so I should be sending through that blog but--- that’s okay! Details schmetails. Let’s talk about how you portray Mammon! I’ll do my best to make some sense.

So, we started interacting because you found my Haru blog first and we’d chat a lot on the side while writing on the dash a little bit here and there. Then you followed my other blog and I arbitrarily decided to add Fon to my roster to irrita- hang out with Mammon with. I’ve seen a little bit of how Mammon interacts with others (ie Belphegor or Mukuro) and so I can look to that a little bit for this meme. From what I’ve seen with how Mammon interacts with any Belphegor, there’s always that small bit of playfulness and comfort that Mammon exudes around him. They get along and they trust each other—to a point, kekek. There is a vibe that I get when I see interactions between a Belphegor and a Mammon where you can tell that the bond that the two share is something that you can’t easily explain as simply ‘they’re friends’.

It feels like it’s more than that as neither of them are likely keen to make friends with others. If asked, I doubt either of them would willingly admit to having any friends (unless you can count knives or money). Mammon cares a lot for the Varia despite how Mammon normally portrays themselves as an individual who is individualistic and independent. They put a lot of trust in the Varia and value them enough to spend money for them. One could argue that it was ultimately for their sake to provide the Varia with cambio forma capability to make them a force to be reckoned with for the Arcobaleno arc—but I think if Mammon didn’t care for the Varia, this wouldn’t have crossed their mind to do. The fact that the Varia would have given Mammon the permission to tinker with their boxes shows the trust and understanding the main members of the Varia have with one another.

Despite their greed, Mammon does have a heart and as we’ve discussed before Mammon isn’t some individual who doesn’t have any feelings. They’re an extreme empath that can feel the emotions of others, and strongly at that. It’s to the point that they may not be able to listen to their own emotions so keenly. Then with Haru, Mammon always had a calm demeanor that felt a bit tolerant? Like, I’ll talk to this person but I won’t get much out of them so chop chop let’s hurry it up- you’ll make me free strawberry milk? Proceed to talk, you have my attention for a few more minutes. Fruit sando? I’ll add a few more minutes. Lol I just find it cute. It kind of felt like—Mammon doesn’t have to be tough or be prickly and is just fine with vibing with a person who is just there to have a good time. It’s a very subtle difference, but that’s the vibe I picked up on.

Then with Fon? Cat that is ready to hiss and scratch at a moments notice, but if you dangle, ‘I’ll treat you to something’ Mammon will at least retract the claws, but is very ready to throw down a righteous paw slap of ‘shut up!’ As we’ve talked about it, Mammon and Fon have quite the fun dynamic in canon where he’s ‘nagging’ them and Mammon is just I HATE YOU! STOP NAGGING ME! You think Martial arts are superior to illusions! Fon just, ‘yes, and?’ Don’t worry Mammon, I get you, I’d hate him too LOL. Even though Fon has always meant it with the best of intentions, it grates on Mammon’s nerves and even if he tries to be careful, Mammon will still take his words negatively. Lol I just love the dynamic that they have. Sometimes, Fon purposefully is messing with Mammon to see if they’ll continue to keep the negative glasses on—to then be accused of being obtuse lololol. Fon is having a fun time, even if he sometimes gets hurt in the process, it’s fine. He deserves it.

All in all, I think it’s fascinating to see the changes you can perceive between the different muses that Mammon interacts with. There is a level of tolerance they have towards other muses and how they treat them. It shows a level of understanding and introspection that went into portraying our favorite lil arcobaleno. You’re doing great! ((OOC: Just in case it needs said, this is for the opinions on portrayal meme))

tell me your honest opinion of my portrayal: accepting

(neptune.)

what if i started sobbing right now? is that what you want from me aaah! i think that mammon is a very interesting character to explore and i really try to get into their head (haha i'm espering the esper right now) and am very willing to explore and cater to other mun's understanding of various dynamics they have, even with the same muse!! thank you for this so much aaa!!

[bittybattybunny]

maid eclipse from the “Beast of a Beauty” AU (aka the beauty and the beast but Ru is the beast)

and a painful snippet:

Snatcher flew up the stairs and paused in front of the attic door. He knocked.

“Eclipse?”

No response. He felt dread in his stomach. He turned the knob slowly.

She laid half on her bed, half kneeling on the floor. Her silver hair a mess as she panted with labored breaths. He flew over and saw her entire face was a deep red, and not the red he preferred to make her. He whined and picked her up, brushing her hair back. She was burning up. He gulped and tapped her cheek.

“Eclipse? Hey. Eclipse?” he asked softly. Her blue eyes opened slowly, fogged as she stared at him.

“S-Sena?” she asked in an almost child like whisper, “Brother?” she reached up. 

He scowled and let her pet his cheek, “N-no it’s Snatcher, your boss. Hey… what’s--”

She started to cough violently. She gripped his fur as she panted, trying to breathe. He held her and grabbed a blanket. He wrapped her in it despite her protests and flew downstairs holding her.

tbh i wanted to draw maid eclipse

[terriblesportsimagines]

All Out headcanons please. Zanba, Tsukinaka, the Kirishima twins, and Mikado's crush's sports team had a bet going; if they couldn't win their tournament/competition, they had to confess to their crush wearing a sexy bunny-girl costume. How do the boys react when their crush shows up in said costume and confesses her feelings to them?

kekeke this image is funny lol  Man I had to work to figure out Tsukinaka lol

Zanba Ryujin

His gaze eats you up as you approach him.  He’s not at all subtle.

He actually licks his lips the moment you are before him.  He is all predator.

Doesn’t ask questions, doesn’t even care why you are wearing a bunny girl outfit. He just wants to touch you.

Takes your confession as permission.  Scoops you up and presses his mouth to your jaw at intervals.  You should congratulate him on his restraint – you are basically taunting him at this point, regardless of it being a dare lol

He’s very affectionate, I hope you aren’t too shy.  Also, expect to wear the costume in a more… private situation.

 Tsukinaka Kotarou

His jaw drops and even though he doesn’t mean to objectify you, his eyes run down your body several times.

Probably breaks the silence first, but only to shout “What the hell are you wearing!” in a loud, slightly squeaky tone.

Wants to cover you up as soon as possible.  There is a voice in the back of his head telling him that if he can see you, so can everyone else, and he kind of hates it.

The way he acts you’d think he hates the outfit, but it’s actually the opposite.  He’s just worried about you and he doesn’t want you to think he doesn’t respect you.

Is very happy when you confess to him.  Softens a lot and places his hand on the top of your head, telling you he likes you to.

Does cover you up then, even if it means literally giving you the shirt off his back.

 Kirishima Hokuto

He stares at you, completely expressionless.  Really, you wonder if he’s even looking at you.

He is though.  His throat is dry and it is all he can do not to blush, and he’s not a boy who blushes easily.

He is absolutely overwhelmed. You look so sexy, it’s hard for his brain to function.  Thus, he doesn’t actually hear your confession at first.

It takes you seeing you blush and look disheartened to snap him out of it.  When he realizes what you were actually saying his mask crumbles.

His voice is quiet, but not shy, when he tells you that he likes you bad.  Apologizes politely for not answering write away.

Eventually admits that the outfit is very distracting.

 Kirishima Sekito

His whole face explodes in a riot of colors when he sees you.  It’s like something out of a wet dream he’s had and he can’t believe it’s actually coming true.

Oh, you are exactly like an anime girl—

Probably blurts his feelings before you can even say anything because his brain is basically mush by this point.

Nosebleed?

Picks up your hands and begs you to go out with him.  He can’t keep his eyes from dropping to your chest though

Literally dreams about you in the sexy bunny costume for years after

 Mikado Shou

Mikado.exe has stopped working

His face is red and as you come before him he covers his face and makes a dying whale sound.

Sekito is cackling somewhere in the background, even though, as discussed above, his reaction wouldn’t be any better.  (Also, he’s probably leering at you “subtly”)

You confess to him but it’s like his ears are filled with water.  You probably have to tell him twice.

He’s happy of course, but it’s impossible for him to think when you look like that.  He can see so much of you that he can do little but sputter.  He manages to mumble something about liking you too.

Blushes every time he thinks about it for a long time, which is a lot, because the picture of you in that bunny girl outfit haunts the back of his eyelids.

[shawol9196]

BFF AU 6/?

“Am I allowed to know where we’re going?” “Nope. It’s a surprise.” “What if we get lost?” “Then it’s just extra surprising.”

no warnings, but there’s another dick joke

hello yes i know it’s been a year but i have returned to this au

Jonghyun and Minho decide to reschedule their date for the next Monday. Though it hurt him to see Minho so upset the previous week, Jonghyun’s in a way glad for the extra time.

Chat: ㅎㅅ~

Jjongie: is my seat in your car still reserved for tonight?

CineMin: as long as you’re still wanting it ^^

CineMin: How am I supposed to dress tonight?

Jjongie: Wear.......whatever you think you look most handsome in ㅎㅅ~

CineMin: That’s incredibly unhelpful

Jjongie: That’s true, you are a cutie at All Times

CineMin: In the words of Bummie, ‘That Sounds Fake But Ok’

Jjongie: I’m wearing jeans and a sweater if that’s Helpful

CineMin: yes thank

CineMin: I’m leaving as soon as I get dressed ^^

Jjongie: ok ㅎㅅ~

Minho drives up right at 7, just as Jonghyun is making his way out. He puts his backpack full of goodies in the backseat before getting in.

“Are we doing homework on our date?” Minho asks, pulling back into traffic.

“Nope. You’ll see.”

“Where am I headed, navigator?” “Turn right at the next light.”

“Am I allowed to know where we’re going?”

“Nope. It’s a surprise.”

“What if we get lost?”

“Then it’s just extra surprising.”

Minho laughs and follows Jonghyun’s directions. It throws him off a little, too used to Kibum’s constant questioning and verification, but at the same time it’s nice to be trusted once in a while. As they get further away from the university, Minho turns as if to say something but in the end remains silent. Jonghyun turns up the radio a little, trying to hum along to whatever’s playing.

“I was going to bring cd’s with me so you might have an actual selection of things that I like but they’ve suspiciously gone missing from my house so the radio it is.” Minho explains at a stop light.

“No worries. Well, at least no worries about having to listen to the radio. That seems a little worrying that they’ve gone missing.”

“It’s a 50/50 that my brother’s borrowing them or my mom tossed them because she doesn’t like it. Just the usual.”

“That sucks,” Jonghyun says. He tries to think of something relatable or something comforting but nothing comes to mind, so instead he just tells Minho to turn at the sign. They park and get out of the car. Jonghyun grabs his backpack out before meeting Minho at the front of the car. He offers his hand, which Minho takes, and they head out of the lot.

“So what are we doing? I don’t think I’ve ever been to this park before and you don’t seem like the outdoorsy type, no offense. ”

“None taken. I made us a picnic.”

“Wait, really?”

Minho sounds excited and it adds to Jonghyun’s own.

“Yup! I stole food I’ve already paid for from the dining hall and made us sandwiches. I also brought my favorite chips and Kibum sent something of the dessert variety that he wouldn’t name.”

“I can’t remember the last time I had a picnic. Actually that’s a lie because Bummie and I have picnics in my treehouse all the time but like I don’t think I’ve had a proper outside-on-a-blanket picnic since elementary school.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s illegal to go that long without a proper picnic.”

Minho laughs at Jonghyun’s matter-of-fact tone and starts swinging their arms just a little.

“My sister and I always take my mom for a picnic on mothers’ day and usually her birthday also. She owns a restaurant so it kind of kills the ‘let us take you to some fancy place’ thing.”

“Your mom owns a restaurant? That’s so neat.”

“It is. My mom is objectively the coolest. She said that if this date goes well that I’m required by law to take you there for the next one so they can meet you but honestly my mom’s a soft pushover so if that’s not comfortable for you I’ll just take Kibum for shits and giggles.”

“Do you think your mom will like me?”

“Yes because she can find a good point in anyone but also yes because you’re a sweetheart and the definition of guy-you-take-home-to-meet-your-mom to quote Kibum.”

Minho laughs again. The park is rather full but as they make their way over towards the river they spot a space just big enough for two.

“Also, my sister is the prettiest girl on the planet and you're absolutely not allowed to date her."

"Seeing as I’m on a date here with you I don't think that's gonna be much of an issue."

Jonghyun pulls his picnic cloth out of his backpack and they set about getting it as nicely flat as they can.

“I just wanted that clear and out there. Bro code, or whatever it is.”

Minho almost falls over with laughter.

“Bro code? At this point I think it’s more of ‘don’t cheat on me with my sister’ code’ but okay.”

Jonghyun ignores him, going about setting out the sandwiches (one for him, two for Minho), chips, and bag of oddly shaped gummies. They talk through the first two portions of their dinner: stories about other dates gone wrong, of current college shenanigans, of hopes and dreams for the future. Minho’s the one to discover the note inside the bag of gummies. He reads it -- albeit rather slowly -- and is rolling on the ground in tears before Jonghyun gets a chance to ask him what it is. He reaches out for the paper, gently pulling it out of Minho’s hand. It doesn’t take him long to recognize the handwriting but it takes him a while to understand the message.

To my homegays

The only dick-in-mouth stories I want to hear about tonight are about these gummies. Heechul hopes you two have a gay ol time. Don’t get kicked out of the park for making out, please.

Platonically

K.K.

“What does that even mean???”

“Look....look in the bag” Minho struggles, trying to recover.

To his amusement, he realizes the gummies in the back are in fact penis shaped. He can’t decide if Heechul is hilarious or disgusting, but puts the debate to the back of his mind as he admires Minho’s dimples which are rosy with laughter. Bag of gummies eaten, they decide to take a walk before heading back.  THey stand and Minho helps him fold the blanket. While Jonghyun puts it in his backpack, Minho leans down once more.

“What are you doing?” he asks, zipping up the bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

“Your shoe’s untied.”

“Oh.”

It seems like such a silly thing to be excited over, but as Jonghyun watches Minho double knot his laces his heart races. Minho stands and smiles.

“I can carry the backpack if you want.” he offers.

“No, I got it. You can hold my hand though.”

Minho laughs and takes his hand. They set off walking along the river. It’s peaceful, most of the crowd having left during their picnic. They stay quiet until they reach the second bridge. They don’t follow it immediately, pausing at the branch in the footpath.

“If we followed the river, where do you think we would end up?” Minho asks.

“At the sea I suppose. If we could even follow it that far. There’s probably a dam on it at some point.”

Minho doesn’t answer, but stares down where the river bends out of view.

“We should probably head back.” Jonghyun says softly.

“Oh, yeah, sorry.”

“It’s fine.”

They take the bridge across and make their way back up to the parking lot.

“I had a nice time.” Jonghyun says when they get back in the car.

“Me too. The sandwiches were really good.”

Jonghyun decides to make his move.

“Minho...do you remember last week, when you got drunk, do you remember what we talked about?”

There’s more than a little fear in Minho’s eyes and he shakes his head. “I remember crying and then it goes fuzzy until I get to the waking up with that hangover.”

Jonghyun laughs softly.

“Why, did...did I do something?”

Jonghyun takes Minho’s hand. “You didn’t do anything wrong, don’t worry. I mean you threw up, but Kibum took care of that. Then we helped you into pajamas and you and I sat up and talked for a while. It was kind of cute, actually. You showed me your birthmark and asked if you could kiss me.”

“I...I did?”

Minho’s cheeks and ears are bright red and Jonghyun wishes he could take a picture.

“I told you no, since you were drunk. You strike a very hard deal when you’re drunk. Anyway, I know you don’t remember but I told you that you could kiss me today, if we were both in the mood, so this is me giving you permission if you want to kiss me.”

Minho opens his mouth as if to say something, but closes it before he does. Though he’s trying to keep eye contact, his

Jonghyun puts a finger under his chin.

“Do you want to kiss me, Minho?”

Minho nods. Jonghyun leads forward, slowly closing the distance between them.

“May I kiss you, Minho?”

He nods more enthusiastically, eyes focused on his lips. Jonghyun gives Minho the chance one last time to kiss him before pressing his lips to Minho’s. Afraid of crossing a boundary, he quickly pulls away. Minho’s eyes are closed and Jonghyun struggles not to laugh. Before he can open them, they kiss twice more. Jonghyun pulls away reluctantly as both their phones ping.

Groupchat: Cheese fries

Kekeke: not to interrupt your date but uhh its after your curfew pls come home now

[exowolf-reactions]

Baekhyun Drabble: Coming home to their S/O after a long day

“Baekhyun... I can feel you smiling” You said in the dark. “How do you do it! Every time!” The boy next to you had his arms surrounding you. “Tell me your secret” “I’m your girlfriend.. I just know” You smiled in the dark, he was a dork. Your dork. “I’m just happy jagi” He pulled you closer to his chest. “Happy to be here with you” “You know, you can be quite romantic when you set your mind up to it” You giggled, tickling his neck with your breath. “Aigoo... I’m always romantic jagi!” Oh no, there it was. He was starting to get some energy again. “Baek.. it’s late.. we can have this conversation in the morning...” “But jagi!” “Fine fine...” You laughed before pecking his lips. “You are a very romantic boyfriend Baekhyun... specially when you come home late and don’t let me sleep” “Kekeke, I love you too jagi”

A/N: This was requested by smileandstudy Do not re-post without permission or use in any way, this is my work.

[terriblesportsimagines]

Sassy anon is 100% alright with testing her patience with Hiruma. 😏 Female pronouns 👌

Sorry lovelies!  I am currently sick and so didn’t have the energy to post anything yesterday!

I hope this is okay, since I wasn’t really sure what you were asking for here :) Also, ended up long lol  Cut for length

Hiruma Yoichi

She had had just about enough. 

He was making her absolutely crazy – it was literallynon-stop with him.  She knew it was because she wouldn’t submit, and hehad an insane need to control everything and everyone around him, butstill.  One would think he would have gotten the hint by now and backedoff.  But no… this was Hiruma Yoichi, Commander from Hell (or ofHell as far as she was concerned).  He literally didn’t know the meaningof back off.

“Ya-Ha!  Where do you think you’re going, fucking____?”

That voice would haunt her dreams forever, and as much asshe never wanted to admit it out loud, not all of those dreams were bad. Some were actually pretty good, maybe too good…

Though she’d died before she told him that.

Just like she’d die before telling anyone she’dsomehow become attached to his insanity in the months he’d been bothering her.

There had to be something wrong with her.  Half thetime, she wanted to throttle him, and yet… she found herself seeking him outsometimes, just to go around with him because the way he looked at her made hernape prickle and her stomach flop ominously. 

“That should be obvious,” she replied, barely pausing as sheglanced over her shoulder.  “Somewhere you’re not.”

She felt thin fingers curl around the back of her neck,brushing her skin softly before tangling into her collar and yanking her to astop.  “Kekeke, sure you want to just walk away?” He purred into her ear,suddenly right against her back.  “I still have that.”

A shiver of awareness crawled down her spine and shewondered where this had come from.  His assaults usually didn’tcome with this sort of thing – he was prickly and strange about his personalspace.  Unless it was to straight-on intimidate someone, he usually madesure people were a safe distance away. 

It was a little tiresome that he was bringing up that,because she was pretty sure she’d made her position clear.  “And I toldyou, I don’t care if you spread it around.”  She retorted, lifting herchin, side-glancing him imperiously.  “What do I care what the unwashedmasses think?”

She heard a sharp intake of breath and if at all possible,he seemed to lean closer, pressing his chest firmly against her back. What was he doing?  She kept her expression neutral, but there was nostopping the increase in her heart rate or the hitch in her breathing, both ofwhich he undoubtedly felt and heard.  She could practically feel the sharpgrowth in his nasty grin against her ear. 

“Keke, what would they think about this, I wonder?”His low drawl slithered through her and she felt his fingers search along herinner wrist as if to confirm a new found knowledge. 

She needed to get ahead of this, because if she let him runwith it, he’d try and walk all over her… again.  If it was going toget out that they were somehow a thing, then she wanted to be the one tocontrol the flow of knowledge.  She still didn’t want him to know thesecret feelings within her, but there wasn’t a lot of choice.  She couldjust play it off after.

With this in mind, she spun abruptly, obviously surprisinghim, because his eyes widened fractionally.  Without giving him time toreact, she lifted her hand, touched the bottom of his chin then rocked onto hertip-toes to press her mouth to his.  It was barely a whisper of contact,just enough to shock him, and everyone who happened to be watching.  “Shouldn’tyou care more about what you think about this, fucking Commander?” Shesmirked, inwardly a little incredulous that she’d actually done it.

No one touched Hiruma without his permission, let alonekissed.  Usually, they ended up with bullets flying in their direction ifthey tried. 

But this time, it seemed she had finally managed to get thebetter of him, because he just stared at her unmoving, jaw clicked shut. She eyed him for a moment, then decided that it would be best if she left himthere – let him stew about the possible meanings of her whisper-kiss and if hewanted to do anything about it.  “Well, bye bye~”

As she walked away, she did her best to push down thefluttery feeling in her gut, but was only partially successful.  Shemourned a little bit, pretty sure she had just written her feelings in stone.