Writing Playground

2. Soft Kisses

Fandom: Persona 5
Tag(s): fluff, romance
Ship: ShuTaka (AkiraxAnn)

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"Did you know that animals dream too?"

Akira looked up to see his blonde girlfriend scrolling trough her phone, eyes glued to the device.

"...huh," was all Akira managed.

It was a wonder that Ann agreed for this to be their second date, but he was stressed, broke and lazy, and Ann accepted that as an excuse to go to his room instead of that restaurant they chose beforehand. So here she sat, with Akira lying on her lap, enjoying the free WiFi for sharing fun facts and cute animal videos with her sleepy boyfriend.

She looked down when she noticed him staring at her, causing him to look away and bite his lip. Ann smiled, pink dusting her cheeks, as she leaned down to remove his glasses and kiss his nose.

His face turned as red as his uniform buttons, still trying to keep what composure he had left. She continued to kiss him, his forehead, his cheek, his other cheek, his jaw, his nose again, before he started laughing.

"Stop," he choked out between laughs, making her grin at her small victory.

Her face hovered a few inches away from him, both red but smiling, maybe one against his will. Her long ash-blonde pigtails rested on his throat and his forehead, tickling him with every movement. "That's for cheating when trying to make me react at the park."

That sounded wrong, horribly wrong, but Akira picked up the meaning regardless. "You didn't say what I was gonna say, did you?"

Ann fake-pouted, face reddening at the memory of the sort-of confession. She let go of her phone before using her thumbs to push his smirk down, which only made him laugh again. "Stop smirking, it was a loophole in my rules!"

"So technically I wasn't cheating, right?"

"You're incredible."

"You too."

Ann sighed exasperated, putting an end to the conversation. She gently ran her hand trough his wavy black locks and checked the time, surprised at how much time had gone since she came.

He closed his eyes, unable to keep them open any longer. When Ann realized how exhausted he actually was, she slowly tried to lift his head and remove herself, but was interrupted with a soft whine.

"Don't go..."

"Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Shhh, it's Sunday tomorrow."

Ann sighed. That was a valid point. "Alright, fine. Scoot over."

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I spent the night with Ann...

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Did you know that I wrote this on a vacation? I just wanted to say that.

Morgana is still at Futaba's or something btw.

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