Nothing but Sisters - Rosénali

18

The sun was rising up, and Denali slightly woke up. Her mind was still a little confused, and for a moment she wasn't sure if the day before she kissed Rosé or it was just a dream. She sat on the bed, rubbing her eyes, fully awake now, realizing that it really happened and it wasn't just a dream. She began to stretch her arms and a yawn came out.

"Yeah," Rosé said from her bed at the other side of the room, "being pretty must be tiring."

"Then you must be exhausted." Denali tilted her head, making Rosé giggle.

"Come here," Rosé opened her arms, "I want to cuddle."

Denali stood from bed, and before reaching Rosé's arms, she approached the door and locked it. "Just in case," she said, getting into Rosé's bed and snuggling into her. Rosé wrapped her arms around her, grabbing her tight.

"Did I really kiss you yesterday?" Denali giggled, after a while of silence.

"Yup."

"Good." Denali smiled.

"Can I have another one?" Rosé leaned a little.

"No!" Denali stopped her. "Morning breath." She said, putting her hands over her mouth.

Rosé laughed, "Okay, let's get ready for school."

They stood and began their morning routines. When they were changing, it was hard not to stare.

"Does your ass even fit in those jeans?" Rosé asked, as Denali was trying to lift her jeans up.

"I'm about to find out." She said, pulling the pants up with all her strength. "Didn't fit." Denali sighed out, and saw Rosé looking at her through the mirror. "What?" She asked giggling, and making her way to the closet to grab a skirt instead.

"Why do you have to have such a perfect ass?"

"Rosé!" Denali whispered yelling. "Our parents are out there." She pointed at the room's door.

"So?" Rosé smirked, getting closer to her. She dug her fingers into Denali's hips as her lips crashed into hers, forcing her against the wall. Denali's hands were fists clutching at her clothes, bringing Rosé closer to her.

"If we get caught I'm blaming you." Denali said breathless, before turned Rosé around pushing her roughly into the wall, kissing her harder. Rosé's finger still digging into Denali's hips.

The kiss wore off and turned to brushes of lips between shaking breaths.

"When I kiss you I don't ever want to stop." Rosé murmured between Denali's lips. "Like I don't want to at all. I could kiss you for like probably an hour straight, no lie. Like I can't get enough of you." She finished, pulling Denali again for another kiss.

"Rosie..."

"Yes?" Rosé asked, pulling apart a little, but still holding her close.

"What the hell are we doing?" Denali exhaled, "Like, how are we gonna make this happen? They are fucking getting married, for God sakes." She whispered.

"Just be with me." Rosé cupped Denali's face. "We'll figure out the details later."

"We can't tell anyone, okay?" Denali said.

"You're my secret." Rosé replied, giving her another kiss.

For a few seconds they looked silently into each other's eyes, and the distant and impossible, suddenly became near, possible, and inevitable.

"Come on, let's go." Rosé said, breaking eye contact. They left the room and went to the dining room where their parents were already eating breakfast.