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6: Gentle Peck
“you have to do it!”
“no i do not!”
it’d be safe to say that hwasa has never liked her coworkers less. an innocent game of truth or dare quickly spun into goading hwasa to press her lips to those of the pretty girl out in the dining room, and while the woman seems fairly nice, hwasa isn’t really one for kissing strangers.
looking around at the earnest eyes of her employees, a deep sigh pulls from hwasa’s mouth and her cheeks heat at just the thought of what she’d have to do... but she isn’t a coward.
“alright.”
steady strides lead her out to the dining room, lips pulled firm and red flush discarded. if she’s going to do it, she’s going to be confident about it. (disregarding her lack of experience or critique, as the only one she had ever been close enough to to kiss was a sweet girlfriend who wouldn’t ever say a possible mean word towards the blonde -- she’s confident.)
it doesn’t take long to reach the beauty and hwasa shoves down all of her second thoughts; ignoring them and leaning down to press her lips in a gentle peck to the stranger’s. with an apologetic smile, she pulls back, standing straight and fiddling with her fingers. “i... i’m sorry.”










