Imperfectly Perfect [Chaelisa]

twenty four

Chaeyoung rests her hands on Lisa's waist as she kisses her girlfriend confidently, happy that she's better at making out than she used to be. Before, when Lisa would try to push kissing a little further, it would frighten her because she didn't know what to do, but she's getting used to it now.

(Google had said that she needed experience, and she thinks she's got that now.)

She hums to herself when Lisa attaches her lips to her throat, because she knows that Lisa is going to give her a hickey like Chaeyoung had given her a little while ago, and she doesn't know what to expect because Lisa has never given her a hickey before, and Chaeyoung doesn't know if it hurts or not. It looked like a bruise, so she'd figured it hurts.

But, when Lisa pulls away from her neck and Chaeyoung realises that she felt nothing bad, she smiles against Lisa's lips proudly, because she'd just made another step and it hadn't been scary at all.

Chaeyoung opens her eyes for a moment and meets Lisa's; her girlfriend's chocolate brown eyes are oddly darker, and Chaeyoung feels that odd pull in her chest again. Sometimes she gets that when Lisa wears really tight jeans that make her butt look good - Chaeyoung stares at her butt a lot - and she doesn't really know what that means.

"You're so hot, Rosie," Lisa leans back in again and kisses her, and Chaeyoung's stomach flips. "So. Fucking. Hot."

Chaeyoung smiles again, because she'd worn the outfit she'd worn on their beach date so Lisa would see her as sexy, and she's glad that it worked. Maybe she'll wear things like this more often if Lisa will call her hot, because she likes being called hot.

With a little added confidence, Chaeyoung reaches up and slips her hand under Lisa's bra, smiling when the younger girl lets out an audible gasp. She's a little confused when Lisa pulls her shirt off, because she's never done that before, and she's even more unsure when her girlfriend starts pulling her plaid shirt off her.

Once Chaeyoung is in her crop top and shorts and Lisa is left in her bra and jeans, Chaeyoung decides that she's going to ask why Lisa stole her shirt from her. "Lili, why did you take my shirt? If you wanted to wear it, you could've just asked."

Lisa laughs, and Chaeyoung doesn't know what's so funny. "No, Rosie, I don't want to wear your shirt."

"Well, why did you take it, then?" Chaeyoung replies, frowning when Lisa kisses her again. "It's my shirt, I want to keep it."

"I took it because I'm moving things to the next level. Slowly." Lisa squeezes her hand and kisses her again, and Chaeyoung still doesn't really get what she means, but she's going to ignore it and hope for the best, because she really likes kissing Lisa and she doesn't want to stop.

Chaeyoung decides to kiss along Lisa's jawline, because she knows her girlfriend likes it when she does that, and she's about to do what she did a little while ago and give her girlfriend a hickey too, when she feels Lisa unbutton her shorts and go to pull them down.

"Stop stealing my clothes." Chaeyoung shuffles away from Lisa and pulls her shorts back up, buttoning them up again. "I don't want to take them off. I'll be too cold without them and also I'll be in my underwear, and why would I sit around in my underwear?"

"I'm not stealing your clothes, baby." Lisa laughs and kisses her cheek. "Like I said, I'm trying to move things up a level. Physically."

Chaeyoung blinks as she takes Lisa's words in, and then her eyes widen, because she knows what that means. "I don't want to have sex with you."

"Chaeyoung-"

"No," Chaeyoung shakes her head and grabs her shirt from where Lisa had dropped it on the floor. She pulls it back on, really wishing she was wearing a sweater right now, because she feels way too exposed. "I don't want to have sex with you. I told you that."