The color of serenity, of peace, of trends and subdued nature. It is vast with life and encompasses all those who may feel themselves facing a deep yearning. When applied to lovers, blues are the colors of complicated passion and a deep desire of feeling needed. Two that are at odds but in love are said to meet each other again at the bottom of the ocean.
i really do love these girls.. some kinda uni/college au i guess? a pretty casual take on the theme tbh
also i know this is a rare pair but istg that there were at least a few posts in the sakukarui tag last time i looked….. wtf happened to them? is it just more tumblr fuckwitery?
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Her lungs were screaming at her, as were her legs and head and quite a few angry young men, with painfully limited vocabularies.
Karui didn’t care enough to look back at them though – not even to make a rude gesture as she was so tempted to – instead she kept her eyes fixed on the woman ahead of her, pink hair bobbing up and down with her long strides, constantly glancing back over her shoulder, before once again facing forwards, confidently leading them to safety.
They might’ve been getting scratched to pieces by bushes as they went off the beaten paths through the local park, and the paint that had been dripping from her hair and face and torso was just starting to dry, uncomfortably tightening on her skin, but she felt nothing but exhilaration.
Finally in a safe spot – or at least with a pretty good distance between them and their pursuers – Karui grabbed hold of Sakura’s arm, gently pulling her to a stop, before they both collapsed into the dingy bus stop seats, panting and sweaty and probably looking like they’d just gone for a leisurely sprint though a paint factory, followed by a field and probably a hedge or two for good measure. “I… can’t believe… you did that!” She wasn’t quite sure how she’d gotten the words out between her heaving breaths and haggard laughter.
Sakura was practically in hysterics at this point. “I can’t believe I just did that, fuck, what was I thinking?” When Karui utterly failed to stop laughing, she turned to her with a frown and flicked at her forehead. “This isn’t funny! What if-”
She quickly shut the other girl up with a kiss, still snickering, even as her girlfriend wrapped a strong arm around her and nipped demandingly at her lip.
It didn’t take long for her to jerk away, wiping urgently at her mouth. “Ugh, you taste like paint.”
“Wonder why,” Karui snorted, rubbing her cheek, succeeding only in trailing damp lines and cracking flecks of bright orange after her fingers. Uncomfortable as it was, she would happily go through a hundred more paint-baths if she got to see Sakura chuck just one more paint can at a presumptuous, homophobic dickweasel who couldn’t take rejection with a little fucking dignity.
But, now that they were probably safe and she’d once again been made aware of her unpleasant condition, she should probably start trying to clean off; her top wasn’t an option, it was caked with the stuff itself, so she went for the best available option.
“Wha- hey!” Sakura kicked up a fuss about her baggy shirt being commandeered, swearing and grumbling that it was brand new, but she didn’t make any move to stop her, in fact she unrolled a too-long sleeve to start on her girlfriend’s shoulders, while she rubbed her face conveniently close to Sakura’s chest. It didn’t help much, but she wasn’t going to complain about the closeness.
“…Sorry about ruining your painting by the way, I shouldn’t have thrown the can in that direction,” she eventually said, refusing to meet Karui’s eyes when she glanced up.
She couldn’t help but smirk. “But, not sorry that you threw it in the first place?”
The little huff Sakura made whenever she was angry was fucking adorable. “Hell no! He was asking for it,” she loudly declared, drawing a few stares from disinterested passers-by, “but I didn’t mean to get you caught in the crossfire, if it ever happens again, then I’ll just go up and punch him, it’d probably hurt more anyway.”
Karui couldn’t help the cackle that drew from her, and she didn’t care. “You’re turning into a delinquent; gonna be a terrible influence on me, aren’t you?” she mumbled into her neck, pressing a light kiss there.
She snickered to herself at the orange print she left behind.
“I’ll try not to drag you into any mayhem I cause,” Sakura said, laughing sheepishly and trying to hide her reddening cheeks behind her hand.
Karui gave her a gentle smile as she pulled it away and lightly pecked her lips. “Don’t worry ‘bout it, there’s no one else I’d rather get into trouble with.”
