@kxrbv. (”i’m personally offended that you didn’t get me to be your fake date.”)
“Aww sorry!” That line from the other made her instantly cling to her. She hugged her arm to her chest and nuzzled her shoulder. “I had to use someone they wouldn’t want to eat, but I love you a bunch.” Areum nodded her head and gave her girl a toothy grin, letting her arm go to just give her a full on hug. “Do you forgive me just this once?”
wrapped in the tight embrace of areum, she feels suffocated, arm squeezed tightly to the other’s body, a head propped heavily against her shoulder. it’s a sweet gesture, gentle and friendly, albeit much too affectionate. “who would want to eat me?” sarang questions, eyebrows drawing downward, nearly stitching together in confusion. she tugs away, though unable to completely tear out of that unyielding grasp, from the woman to stare down at her, unsettled by that wide grin that is unusually endearing. and areum continues to curl around her body like a starved boa constrictor, drawing impossibly close. admittedly, it takes quite a bit of effort on her end, but, eventually, she manages to wiggle free, going as far as to inch several steps back to avoid another choking hug. “you know i don’t forgive easily. you’ll have to make it up to me. and no more hugs! feels like you’re trying to squeeze my lungs out or something.”
