TWICE moments that would kill a sapphic (me)
i have absolutely 0 filter. be mentally prepared for what you're about to read / see
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TW// Lil christmas AU, Y/N is a lil delinquent, this is very cliche but enjoy, LISTEN TO THE MUSIC PLS//
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In a small secluded town, the snowy streets whispered tales as you scoffed to herself.
With just two days remaining until Christmas Eve, you wandered the dimly lit alleyways, spray can in hand, leaving your mark on the world that had so often turned its back on you.
Amidst the town's festive atmosphere, you sought refuge in the shadows, painting graffiti on an old brick wall.
Abruptly, the tranquility shattered with the screech of tires and a collision. Both you and the person who crashed into you, Tzuyu, sprawled on the pavement.
—"Ouch! What the hell!,"
Tzuyu groaned, rubbing her forehead.
You scrambled up, heart racing.
—"I-I'm sorry! I didn't see you coming."
Tzuyu sat up slowly, studying you with curious eyes.
— "It's alright. Are you okay?"
Expecting a reprimand, you braced for the inevitable scolding.
Yet, to your surprise, Tzuyu didn't treat you like an outcast; instead, she offered a hand and a kind smile, as though you were just another person.
—"Yeah, I'm fine,"
you muttered, surprised by Tzuyu's unexpected kindness.
—"What were you doing here?"
Tzuyu inquired, her gaze shifting between you and the half-finished graffiti on the wall.
—"Just... passing by,"
you mumbled, avoiding her gaze.
But Tzuyu's attention lingered on the colorful paint.
—"That's quite a skill you have there."
You felt a flicker of vulnerability, sensing no judgment in Tzuyu's eyes.
—"Thanks. I... I gotta go."
As you turned to leave, Tzuyu's voice halted your steps.
—"Wait. Do you... do you want to meet again sometime?"
That invitation sparked something within you, a glimmer of connection in the midst of your isolation.
—"Sure. Yeah, maybe."
Your clandestine meetings became a sanctuary—moments shared in quiet cafes and hidden corners of the town. With each encounter, the weight of judgment lifted, replaced by the simple joy of being understood by Tzuyu.
In whispered conversations, you spoke of dreams and fears, of the town's perceptions and the masks you both wore. Laughter echoed through the deserted streets as you found solace in each other's company.
On that fateful Christmas Eve, amidst the gentle snowfall, you led Tzuyu to the rooftop, where the town sparkled below.
Nervously, you handed her a carefully wrapped gift, a token of gratitude for the acceptance you found in her company.
Tzuyu's eyes widened in surprise as she opened the gift.
—"You... you didn't have to."
You shuffled nervously, feeling vulnerable.
—"I wanted to. You've been... different. In a good way."
Tzuyu smiled warmly, holding the gift close.
—"Thank you."
Feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness, you stood together, gazing at the snowy town in the glistening light.
And then, unexpectedly, Tzuyu leaned in, catching you off guard as she placed a tender kiss upon your lips—a gesture of gratitude and understanding that spoke volumes beyond words.
