Flower Shop [ Sahyo ]

So soft

J CREATED 'ogsjjvsjusfv guys'

Dubu: why is there a new chat

Chae!: why isn't Minatozaki here

J: IM AN IDOIT

Dubu: idoit

J: I KISSED HER ON THE CHEEK AJNDUCONFDU

Chae!: GOoD

J: NOT GOOD IM SCARED

Dubu: oh my god Jihyo
Dubu: she obviously likes you
Dubu: so just face her

Chae!: maybe she'll be turned on

Dubu: Chaeyoung what the fuck

Chae!: I got 4 minutes of sleep and ate cheese before I went to bed don't judge me

I clutched my phone to my chest. I had instantly regretted my decision to kiss the Mystery Girl because I was moving too fast. Plus, would she want to... kiss me? Would she want to date me? Or does she just like messing with me?

J: I need to get to work, but I'll text updates. Wish me luck.

I took a deep breath and turned off my phone, heading back out into the empty shop. I could face her, right? I had only kissed her cheek, after all. I could've done something much worse, like kiss her lips or something.

As I was walking around the corner, I almost ran into the Mystery Girl. Our faces were a few inches apart, maybe even less. She had a smug grin. I wasn't sure if I wanted to sleep the smug look off of her face or kiss it. I refrained from both options, though.

"Your lips are so soft, Angel," she said softly. "I know this might be moving really fast, but would it be okay if I kissed you?"

My brain filled with thoughts. I'd known her for less than two days and she wanted to kiss me!? It was terrifying... but I craved the thought of her kiss. So, fuck it.

"Absolutely," I murmured.

She pushed some of my hair behind my ear. "Are you sure, Angel?"

"Of course I am," I said. "Please..."

The smug grin grew wider at my previous words. She brought her face closer to mine. She really did smell like apple juice and peaches. I took a deep breath as her face inched closer. After what felt like an eternity, she pressed her lips against mine.

Her lips were soft, like a cushion of happiness. She tasted sweet like sugar. Her lips fit mine perfectly. I wrapped my arms around her neck (lovingly, of course. I wasn't fucking strangling her.) Her arms had been wrapped around my hips the whole time. Her touch was warm like an oven. Her hand traveled up and cupped my face as she pulled away.

I longed to feel that way again. I smashed my lips against hers once more. This kiss was a little rougher. Don't get me wrong, not in a sexual way (unfortunately)... it was just more passionate, I guess. I let out a small hum of satisfaction and prayed that Mystery Girl didn't hear it as a moan.

Two kisses turned to three, three to four, and so on. We were practically making out in a flower shop for anybody to walk in, but neither of us gave two shits. We were too focused on each other.

"Angel...," Mystery Girl said, pulling away.

"Hm?" I asked.

"You taste like cherries, and your lips are so soft...," she said, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me close. "And you're so warm, Angel..."