Afterdeath/Poth Story Pile (Complete)

Ok so lesbians-

  "Come ooooonnnnn, Let me braid your haaiiiirrr" Palette whines, her friend snorts, "why? You have plenty of your own" She says as she gently pulls a stand from the others tuff of thick brown hair. Palette huffs, "Its too curly, I can barely manage it." Goth shakes her head. "Pleaaaassseee" Palette begs. "Ugh fine." Goth smiles when her response was a small, excited 'yes'. Goth pulled down her hood, and pulled the hair tie from her hair. Without much thought, it flows, almost like it was water. Which is why Palette enjoyed braiding her friends hair. She grabbed some strands and begins from the front of her hair line. She hums as she gently braids her friends hair. Goth sight in contentment, "I've always loved your hair... It's so pretty and soft." Goth hums, her hands clasp over her chest, and she felt like she was going to fall asleep. Palette smiled, almost staring at her with a tender adorement. Goth was so pretty in her eyes, even if her friend disagreed. Her pale skin with dark patches, and her friend was so- she frowns, so skinny. Her friend always struggled with her appetite, an after affect from a hard past. Palette shook her head, her friend was breathtakingly beautiful. She smiles, taking a few more strands, Goth's hair flickered and waved. Her friend breathed softly, Palette blushed, her friend.... That adornment comes back. She moves down without thinking, "w-what are doing Silly?" Palette seemed to snap out of it. "Oh golly- I'm so sorry-" A hand reaches for her, and pulls her into a kiss. "You apologize a lot, that's my job" she snorts, but Palette was beyond flustered, "You- You- I- oh my stars" Palette almost squealed, hiding in the flowy hair which slipped through her fingers like air. Goth smiled, sitting up, she turns to the other. Palette looked back up, almost like a shy child, "Are you ok?" Palette looked up more, swallowing a lump, "you kissed me." She whispered. Goth snorted, "yea?" "You kissed me " this time it was more shock than whisper, Goth grew nervous. "Do- Do it again" the other says excitedly, Goth jumps, face flushing and hair bursts like flames, little heart shapes flickered off. "What!?" Goth gasped, "oh? Wait- sorry that's not- it just- umm- how do I-" "do you really want me to..." Goth looked at the other, hands fiddling with the scarf, "I mean I'm not saying I wont- that just threw me off guard" Goth explained. Palette nodded with child like excitement, a big grin on her face. Before she seemingly remembers something, "oh- I mean only if you want that is-" It didn't take another word as another soft kiss placed against the others lips. Goth pulled back again, "Wow... Wow... That- is it too soon to say I love you?" Goth snorts, "you asked me to kiss you again, I think the message clear. I love you too." Yup, adorement.