#ron reading

[arun-the-holh362007]

Fancy Date w/ suit-wearing Chara & feminine-wearing clover

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The room is dim, the edges blur and the world feels quieter than it should.

Clover is sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning forward a little, like they forgot they were supposed to sit upright. One hand is braced beside them, the other loosely holding a glass they haven’t taken another sip from in a while.

Chara is nearby. Close enough that it stopped feeling like a coincidence.

They notice that Clover had shifted closer to them at some point and never moved back.

There had been time to fix it.

Chara doesn’t.

Clover exhales, slow, uneven. “You’re… closer than earlier.”

“Yes.” They don’t move.

That seems to settle something. Clover glances at them, then away, then back again, like checking if everything's okay

“…Okay.”

Their shoulder brushes Chara’s again, lingering

Chara felt it: the contact, the warmth, the way it stays instead of slipping away like it should. There’s no immediate reason to respond.

So they don’t.

Clover turns their head slightly, then adjusts. They’re close now. Close enough that Chara can see the moment the hesitation flickers briefly, almost careful.

Then the moment fades as —

As the two connected, soft and a little off.

Not misplaced, there's nothing wrong with it, just a bit… unrefined than Chara first expected. Clover’s timing lags half a second. It lasts barely a moment before Clover pulls back, like they’re checking something.

They don’t go far.

Chara doesn’t move either.

“…That wasn’t bad,” Clover murmurs, obviously for reassurance

“No.” Chara replied.

There’s a pause. Not awkward, they sure hope it wasn't.

Clover looks at them again, longer this time, like they’re waiting for Chara to take rge lead.

When it doesn’t, they lean in again.

The second kiss lands cleaner.

Still gentle, but more certain than previous one. Clover’s hand shifts, fingers brushing against Chara’s sleeve, then settling there like they forgot to let go.

Chara notices that too and allow it.

The space between kisses shortens. The pauses lose their purpose. Clover stops pulling back as far.

At some point, their forehead rests lightly against Chara’s.

They stay there.

“…We can stop,” Clover quietly says, like an afterthought.

Chara considers the situation, there’s no urgency. No pressure. Clover reasonably gave the option out, they don't want to make Chara uncomfortable.

“We could,” Chara replies.

Neither of them moves away.

So one leans in for more.

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Oof

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Evernight might have been an abyss, but unfortunately for her, that was precisely where stars shone the brightest