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"I want the K"

9: Jawline Kiss haenagu

what if your first kiss appeared right in front of you years after?

in bitna’s case, it was to press aforementioned first kiss against the wall and violently make out with her.  sure, they had not seen each other in more than a decade, but did it matter that much when the lingering sexual tension had been there the moment they laid their eyes on each other as twenty year olds?

bitna definitely had not expected for her childhood friend, honey, to grow up into such a gorgeous girl with legs that went on for days and a waistline to die for. she was adorable as a child, and bitna may had somehow developed feelings for her then that disappeared almost as fast as it arrived. since they were merely wee kids, kisses were meant to be close to nothing, merely signs of affection, to silently tell someone you liked them, you loved them – considering that was how it went in western media. her parents kissed each other; her parents kissed her and her older sister.

people kissed all the time.

as bitna grew older, though, the realization had struck her that randomly giving kisses away was frowned upon by most people, especially conservatives. not to mention if the people she gave random kisses to were girls, much like she was. thus, kisses that involved passion that burnt and an intoxication that made their head spin were kept for private – and that was exactly what bitna did.

after setting her eyes upon haena, the girl of her childhood dreams, and now present-day thoughts, bitna made sure that a second kiss followed regardless of the fact that it happened about fourteen years too late. when haena invited bitna over to her dorm, with the follow-up statement of her roommate not coming back until the evening, bitna took this as the perfect opportunity.

she had always joked that she was the master seductress, but who knew her teasing deemed true enough for haena to kiss her back (years too late). her lips were soft against bitna’s, the taste of chapstick reaching her tongue. bitna’s hands found their way around haena’s waist, the latter’s arms around bitna’s shoulders.

while the kiss had started out gentle, something began to ignite, the familiar feeling of heat spreading from inside of them, reaching their hearts. bitna pulled away to trail her lips along haena’s jawline, the other girl’s fingers tangling themselves in bitna’s auburn hair, tugging lightly.

“i expected a second kiss,” bitna admitted, more as a joke, and haena felt bitna’s lips curve up into a smile against the skin on her jaw, and haena could not help but let out a soft, raspy laugh.

although the kiss came years too late, bitna could not lie – she had wanted to kiss haena again after it happened the first time. back then, it was driven by pure and innocent childhood longing – for a first crush, a first love. despite having pushed the thought of the osculation at the very back of her head as she grew out of that love, the feelings bitna had kept until that very moment had burst at the seams, and she was brought back to that day – wondering why haena had stopped responding to her advances of naivety.

but now that haena had stumbled into her life again, bitna was not about to let her go.

not for the second time.

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6: Gentle Peck maegangu

bitna thought she would never see maegan again.

so when she was proven wrong one fateful day at university, amidst the crowd of students during a bad day, bitna realized that kismet must have been real, else she would think of maegan as the one that got away.

it was a summer fling.

it was not meant to last more than a few months – unless it could have, to which bitna would never know considering she was sent away a little while after just meeting the most amazing girl with her toes in the sand, and dark hair blowing in the wind. she looked too beautiful, bitna could not help but walk over and introduce herself. for a moment, bitna felt the loneliness wash away with the the waves, sinking at the bottom of the ocean –

like her heart did when she woke up one day, isolated in a white prison, while maegan wondered where her newfound friend (possibly more) could have gone. they shared a kiss, and that was it, yet bitna could still feel the tingle every time maegan appeared in her dreams, wandered into her thoughts in the middle of the day.

but now maegan was right in front of her, and she needn’t look to the past for fond memories. maegan was a concrete being, and not a figment of her imagination the one summer her mind had gone berserk.

maegan was real.

and bitna was going to take advantage of that.

when they found themselves alone when bitna invited maegan over to her dorm, it did not take bitna long to commence any opportunity, valid or not as it may be, to be able to make sure maegan was as substantial as bitna hoped she was.

maegan was nothing but a whole bundle of perplexity when she found her back pressed against the wall, wrists trapped against the wall on either side of her head, bitna’s hands gripping them tightly. her eyes were wide, but their gazes were unfaltering. bitna could see the reluctance in the other girl’s eyes, tinged with a need that had been unsatisfied that summer.

bitna leaned closer, inhaling the scent she had longed for, and was taken back to the salty air of the beach, and the smell of maegan’s shampoo when they embraced. maegan was tense beneath her, their bodies pressed so close, bitna could feel the warmth that emanated from the other girl. she had the choice to take her then and there. after all, maegan also had the choice to push her away that very moment, yell at her, tell her no – all of which the latter did not do.

however, bitna decided that the wary expression on maegan’s face, mixed with blatant longing, was much too amusing to her. she pursed her lips, stifling a laugh from escaping her lips. as bitna leaned leaned closer, her hold onto maegan’s wrists had begun to loosen until – finally –

bitna gave the girl a quick peck on the lips.

and pulled away.

the look on maegan’s face was too much for bitna to suppress her laughter, and she burst out laughing right in front of the other girl – who was left stunned, and even more confused.

“next time, maegy,” she said, giving the girl a bright, somewhat apologetic grin. “i promise.”

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17: Goofy Kiss jumiegu

their current relationship was certainly indescribable.

bitna was not one to get affected by labels, or the lack of it, however when anyone asked how things were with jumie, all bitna could answer was that things were going pretty okay.

that was not so bad considering that had an ultimately positive note compared to what she would tell people whenever jumie was brought up in conversation. those days were all behind them now, and bitna was glad they had somehow managed to patch things up. she loved jumie. she would always love jumie. differently, yes, but her positive sentiments were there.

for the last few weeks, they had been hanging out more again, talking casually, and even chatting publicly on social media to prove that bitna had no lingering feelings of bitterness towards jumie. although, bitna was still scared to touch her – a simple brush of their hands, graze of their shoulders sent bitna into a slight state of panic. maybe it was from trauma, maybe she was just worried. whatever it was, bitna decided that that was going to change.

it was just a few drinks.

and a few more.

no, bitna was not drunk – 

but she sure as hell was tipsy.

she stumbled slightly in her chunky, red velvet mary janes as she walked back to their seat with their drinks. jumie sat waiting. bitna gingerly placed the glasses of tequila sunrise on the table, but she did not sit down. she crossed her legs instead as she stood, leaning against jumie’s chair. the thing was, bitna passed out completely when she was drunk; on the other hand, she was overconfident and much more obnoxious when tipsy.

“this is our sixth cocktail, juju,” she said, oddly keeping count. “let’s go dance. no one’s going to take them. it’s a gay-ass drink,” said the gay girl. how ironic. somewhat like a paradox. a really incoherent paradox.

bitna reached down, took jumie by the hand to pull her up. when jumie complied (without much of a choice), bitna lead her to the middle of the dance floor – where the vivid lights were almost blinding. she turned to face jumie, her shadow under dim lights took bitna to memory lane –

to the first time she saw jumie perform under stage lights, skin hued in various mixes of reds, and greens, and blues. so beautiful, like she had always been.

bitna focused amidst the blur of her drunken state, but jumie’s delicate features seemed to have cleared, and she was all she could see among the crowd of people. but bitna paid no heed to such intimate feelings; she would save that for another day when her broken heart from years ago had mended completely.

instead, without letting go of jumie’s hand, she danced – swayed her hips in time to the music, side-stepped closer to the other girl without looking the least bit provocative. she twirled, holding jumie’s hand above her head, slender fingers between her own. she spun, and spun, and spun, until she was so close to jumie she could kiss her –

which she did.

pulling away, bitna laughed, her body leaning against the other girl’s. their fingers fit so well together, it  would be such a shame to let go.

so bitna did not.

after all, it was only for one more night. jumie’s arm was still wrapped around her – and although it was hard to tell if jumie had laughed with her awhile ago, bitna could tell she was still smiling –

and maybe bitna did miss these kinds of moments.

the next morning, the kiss would be meaningless.

saved for another night.

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18: Underwater Kiss sxgu​

was it sketchy for bitna to ask natasha to head out to the beach for a swim? will natasha think she only did it to see her half-naked body exposed? what will she do if the girl did agree? there were a hundred thoughts per minute running through bitna’s head after she sent a simple text asking natasha if she wanted to go for a swim, considering it was summer, and the temperature had just started to rise to the point that bitna had given up most of her dresses for high-waist shorts. 

it was nerve-wracking to wait for a reply, especially since bitna had a not-so-secret little crush on natasha but who would not, right?

when natasha finally replied – after ten minutes, but it felt like forever in this heat, and bitna was not sure if she was sweating from it or from complete anxiety – it took bitna a few minutes before she stopped pacing and decided to pick up her phone, and read the text. she breathed a sigh of relief when the other girl said yes, and bitna scolded herself mentally because what else was natasha going to say? as long as bitna was not so blatant about her inner affections toward the girl, it was going to be fine.

bitna was going to be subtle.

if subtle involved staring at the pale of the other girl’s back after she took off her shirt, getting ready to swim. bitna was not the nervous type, and she had always been comfortable around natasha despite their outright differences. that was before bitna realized she had caught the infatuation love bug. when bitna caught herself staring, she thanked the high heavens she was wearing sunglasses, else it was pretty easy to drown herself on the spot.

natasha’s laugh was pleasant to hear, and her silhouette radiated by the bright rays of the sun made her look absolutely celestial. another reason to be thankful she wore sunglasses – because natasha was blinding.

the other girl urged that they head into the water, so bitna shook off her nerves, threw her pointed, hot pink sunglasses among their towels and shoes. she was wearing a halter bikini that looked like it came out of a 50s pin-up magazine. incomparable to natasha who seemed to unknowingly leave bitna stunned.

she rushed over to the girl who was already at the edge of the water, letting her toes dig deep into the sand. bitna enjoyed the sight of radiance, and seashells beneath her feet.

casually, she took natasha’s hand, lead her into the water, stopping when she could taste the saltiness of the sea, and the waves hit their chests. “you look nice. your hair is glowing under the sun,” she commented, splashing natasha lightly. they both laughed, and the sound resonated in bitna’s heart. natasha dipped her hair into the water, and bitna suggested that they, “check to see who can hold their breath underwater the longest.”

with a playful shrug, natasha agreed. she won the first round.

bitna found it harder to breathe.

“rematch,” she demanded, running fingers through wet hair. the smug look on natasha’s face made bitna’s heart flip, and she knew she would lose again this time. when they both went underwater, bitna made sure to lean forward, planting her kiss softly upon the other girl’s.

natasha came up, and bitna did not until a few seconds later. it was her turn to look complacent. bitna had to pretend the butterflies in her stomach were not trying to drown her when she said, “had to win. you know how it is.”