cadnis oneshots so i can get some f*cking sleep

yet more little drabbles

hello everyone!! happy wednesday!!

more drabbles bc i'm like so good at this dude!!! anyway these ones are all to do with different sorts of kisses so yeeha

as always the prompt and ship will be listed before each one along with tw's. if i missed any please let me know and i'll add it in :))

enjoy!!

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From Anonymous: 13, chansaw - frustrated kisses

Veronica can't believe she'd be so stupid.

How special she felt, when Heather invited her to this goddamn party. What an honor this all felt like two hours ago. How naive could she have been?

Clearly, very.

She doesn't exactly know where she's going as she escapes out the side door of the building and starts stalking away. She can hear Heather following her, calling something, but she can't be exactly sure until Heather loudly says, "You stupid fuck."

Veronica turns on her heel, anger practically boiling out of her like magma rumbling beneath a volcano. She steps closer and spits, "You goddamned bitch."

Heather starts going off about... something. Veronica watches her lips move, can hear words hitting her ears and stopping just there, never meeting her brain.

Suddenly, Veronica steps forward and slams her lips against Heather's. Neither of them get any warning, and Veronica feels herself frown as she realizes what her body's just done against her own will.

Heather tries to pull away when they first make contact, but something in her seems to reconsider, and she's suddenly surging forward, fisting a perfectly manicured hand in Veronica's nest of brown hair and pinning her against the wall.

Veronica gasps as she feels the rough red bricks scrape up the backs of her arms. She doesn't care. She shifts her hands to tangle in Heather's jacket and moans as she feels Heather bite roughly on her lower lip.

Veronica's the one to slip her tongue in, teasing Heather's like a game of cat and mouse. She flicks it teasingly against Heather's teeth before she pulls back, never allowing more than a split second of contact. Heather growls in frustration and shoves her harder against the wall, pressing in so hard their teeth clink against each other.

Veronica can feel both of their waxy lipsticks smearing all over their faces. Heather's has a slight tinge of artificial strawberry flavoring, and Veronica can taste the lingering alcohol off her lips from whatever she drank. It can't be more than a few microscopic particles entering her system from this, but damn if Veronica doesn't feel drunk.

They both gasp for breath and pant as they break apart, still glaring each other down, but with faint smiles on their mussed faces now.

"Take me home, you fucking loser."

"Whatever you say, princess."

From Anonymous: 24, macaronnie - "we'll face this together" kisses
tw for suicide attempt

"No, no, no, stop!" Veronica says frantically, sliding into the restroom up to Heather on her knees and grabbing her face.

"Veronica, suicide is a private thing," Heather mumbles weakly around the pills in her mouth.

Veronica babbles something about statistics and bridges and game show hosts as she coaxes Heather to spit the pills out, sobbing in relief as she hears them clatter faintly against the tiles and bounce away. Some freebie for some party girl to find later. Thank god she found her in time.