-Satsuki propped herself on her elbows, keeping their faces close together, though in a somewhat more familiar scale, just slightly below Jen's nose, looking up at her. She was gorgeous before. Of course she was. Satsuki had felt that since day one. But now it was just that more profoundly so, and not just because of some physical differences.
She'd told herself she wouldn't do this. She'd said over and over again it was just a dream, a dream she couldn't even confirm Jen remembered in any way. It didn't have to mean anything. It never should have meant anything.
But... It did. It meant so much to her. Maybe because it was because of what those other two versions of themselves had said. About how Satsuki and Jen were too cowardly to move forward despite their obvious feelings. And maybe... Satsuki was tired of them being right.
A hand reach up to comb through Jen's hair, forcing her to look Satsuki right in the eyes.-
There's my problem. I love making you blush. I love the way you smile like this. That spark in your eyes. I guess I'm too addicted to stop anymore...
-"Don't do it. Don't do this. Don't make it complicated." She was tired of telling herself that. She wanted more. The presence of another woman, of Jen's mother, of that cute girl Lina... not a bit of it was fair, because her heart knew what it wanted. She'd wanted it even before that stupid dream...
In that dream, they no longer had to worry about the burdens they carried with them. Satsuki didn't have to worry about becoming an inconvenience to Jen, sacrificing her own feelings for Jen's sake, but if Jen could still indulge with that other girl, then just what the hell was she sacrificing them for? She thought she could be happy with Jen finding a down-low relationship, but she wasn't. She'd been jealous from the moment it was obvious to her.
She was tired of just dreaming.-
Someone once asked me if I'd found the right person, and I said I'd already had... -Those words from the dream echoed in her mind, still, and now she finally spoke them aloud.
But it couldn't end with just words. Slowly, she craned her face forward, pressing her lips to Jen's. That annoying, sacred space between them finally obliterated in a single instance. She couldn't keep pretending she didn't want her. Not anymore...
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She'd told herself she wouldn't do this. She'd said over and over again it was just a dream, a dream she couldn't even confirm Jen remembered in any way. It didn't have to mean anything. It never should have meant anything.
But... It did. It meant so much to her. Maybe because it was because of what those other two versions of themselves had said. About how Satsuki and Jen were too cowardly to move forward despite their obvious feelings. And maybe... Satsuki was tired of them being right.
A hand reach up to comb through Jen's hair, forcing her to look Satsuki right in the eyes.-
There's my problem. I love making you blush. I love the way you smile like this. That spark in your eyes. I guess I'm too addicted to stop anymore...
-"Don't do it. Don't do this. Don't make it complicated." She was tired of telling herself that. She wanted more. The presence of another woman, of Jen's mother, of that cute girl Lina... not a bit of it was fair, because her heart knew what it wanted. She'd wanted it even before that stupid dream...
In that dream, they no longer had to worry about the burdens they carried with them. Satsuki didn't have to worry about becoming an inconvenience to Jen, sacrificing her own feelings for Jen's sake, but if Jen could still indulge with that other girl, then just what the hell was she sacrificing them for? She thought she could be happy with Jen finding a down-low relationship, but she wasn't. She'd been jealous from the moment it was obvious to her.
She was tired of just dreaming.-
Someone once asked me if I'd found the right person, and I said I'd already had... -Those words from the dream echoed in her mind, still, and now she finally spoke them aloud.
But it couldn't end with just words. Slowly, she craned her face forward, pressing her lips to Jen's. That annoying, sacred space between them finally obliterated in a single instance. She couldn't keep pretending she didn't want her. Not anymore...
She wanted to finally wake up.-