Fitting Back Together

One Kiss

Too soon, the closeness between them vanished.

Yumiko clenched her fingers as Magna drew away in an effort to keep from holding her in place, keeping her there. They hadn't been this close in months. And not just physically.

She didn't want to lose it.

Especially not so soon.

Who knew when they would find it again?

If they ever would?

But if Magna shared her reluctance, it didn't show. Instead, her attention was focused solely on Pamela Milton's group. Again.

What I wouldn't give for an empty room.

"How do you think they'd react if I kissed you now?"

"Don't you dare."

Magna smirked, leaned in a little.

She shot a finger up between them. "Don't."

Yumiko was not above dragging her out of this ball by the ear. Dance be damned. Just because she was aching for a kiss didn't mean she wanted to make a display out of it. Or have it used as a tool to piss off the Miltons.

(she also knew Magna was entirely teasing.

which was. . . more disappointing than it should have been)

Smirk only growing wider, Magna tried her luck again, leaning in.

"I'm serious." Yumiko held firm, her finger between them serving as a last bastion of defense.

"Then why are you grinning?"

Biting her lip, she fought back the expression.

Because I missed this.

Missed you.

"Because the sight of you in that bow tie is ridiculous."

Magna's jaw dropped. "You just said you found it hot."

"I do. Still doesn't make it any less ridiculous. You in a dress shirt and bow tie."

"Yeah, yeah," she grumbled, tugging her closer. "No need to rub it in."

Yumiko grinned, more than a little delighted by the inches of space disappearing between them once more.

Only to expand yet again.

For God's sakes.

Her frustration was called short, however, when Magna raised their entwined hands into the air, spinning her into a twirl not at all suited to the sedate music currently filling the room.

Yumiko smiled, submitting to the motion and watching the grin expand across Magna's face in response.

Yes.

She'd missed this.

The playfulness.

She hadn't had much playfulness in her before Magna. Had felt it start to slip away again, in the months living here. Felt herself slipping away along with it, back into her old skin.

It wasn't a comfortable fit.

"You look nice."

Yumiko raised a brow. "Just nice?"

She rolled her eyes. "Stunning. Is that better?"

Biting down on her smile, she resettled against Magna's form, tracing a finger along the top of one suspender. "Perfect."