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@voidhunting pushed my muse back down onto the bed.

      akali groaned as she sat up in... kai’sa’s bed?

      someone had to turn that sun off. the biggest downside to the dancer’s room was that it was on the outside of the house, so it came complete with windows and a beautiful view to boot. no thank you.

      she stared at the crack in the blinds, further blinding herself. ironic. all the while, she wondered what she was doing in this room, or why she was sleeping next to kai’sa at all. she didn’t recall anything intimate going on so she ruled that one out, but maybe she was drunk, maybe all her memories of that night had been lost. why else would she have been there. hm.

      before she could figure anything out about the night before, she felt a gentle hand press against her chest and bring her back down onto the soft mattress. kai’sa lay there beside her, face partially nested against the pillow. she looked cute when she was sleepy.

      as akali lay back down on the bed and watched up at the ceiling, she couldn’t help but notice that she felt well rested. the nightmare she’d been going through previously had passed. had kai’sa managed to coax her into flushing her body out with water and a pill or two? it wouldn’t have been surprising, considering the fact that she woke up in the dancer’s bed rather than her own.

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@voidhunting continued from here. 

      twitch-- twitch.

      ‘ go away. no. don’t. stay. don’t stay. maybe stay. please stay. don’t go. please. ‘

      thoughts surged through her mind like electricity, and they hurt just as badly too. she could almost feel her head frying from the inside out. everything hurt so bad, she just wanted it to stop, please make it go away.

      she brought her hands up to her head and tightly gripped at it, clutching at strands of her hair at the base. god that really fucking hurt, but it didn’t even come close to the pain she experienced all over. she couldn’t even tell if it was real pain or not, it was more like a fever, but with needles instead of heat.

      “ i don’t know, kai’. did something happen? you tell me. “ she groaned out, genuinely somewhat confused. she didn’t know any more, it was frustrating.

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backstage with @voidhunting.

a week had passed since the release of their hit music video, and even then it hadn’t reached its peak. the numbers continued to skyrocket, but at least the worst of it was over.

        between the rehearsals, the media shoots, interviews, there just wasn’t enough time in the day for the stars to get some well-deserved rest until recently. the other members were used to such a busy lifestyle, each with their own degrees of effort and time, but akali couldn’t see herself getting used to it any time soon.

        she stumbled out from her bedroom, hair tied up at the back, flared out and stiff from yesterday’s coat of hair spray. her outfit consisted a loose shirt, baggy fleece pajama pants, and a free zip-up hoodie from the official k/da merch store. standard lounge wear.

        her first step was to drag herself over to the refrigerator and search it for leftover food. there was no shortage, kai’sa always made enough food for the whole group plus two and to this day nobody was sure if it was overestimation or just forward planning.

        akali grabbed a tub of rice from the fridge and set it in the microwave on a medium setting for a minute and a half. she was sure everyone wanted her to eat fresher food, but her argument was that the leftovers would go to waste if she did. it was a valid point, but it’s not as though that was her main concern.

        ping! 1pm breakfast is served, a meal fit for a queen. she popped off the lid and grabbed herself a plastic fork from the cupboard, saves washing up afterwards. in the process of stuffing a mouthful of rice into her dry mouth, she made her way over to the couch and sat herself down horizontally beside kai’sa, using the arm of the couch as a backrest.

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wraps both arms and legs around the rapper. koala hug.

akali just stands there, adorned by a humanoid koala kin kai’. it’s very awkward.

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" Hey, you're sure you're ok? It seemed like you were shaking. " Concern is obvious in her voice as she observes the rapper.

      by the time anyone had reacted to her presence, akali had already closed her door and tucked herself up in the furthest corner of her bed. neon lights adorned the outer walls, but the only sign that the rapper was even in the room still was the silhouette behind the shred of light that kai’sa let through as she peeked in through the door, in which two blue eyes seemed to glow faintly.

      “ yeah, fine. “

      liar.

      she was still shaking, now almost violently. the caffeine had begun to rush to her sleep deprived brain, resulting in a horrible mess of twitches and minor spasms. she couldn’t feel anything that mattered. her whole body was numb, but getting weaker by the second. she desperately craved the sweet release of death, anything to get her away from the liquid torture she’d drowned herself in.

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@voidhunting and their avalanche of asks.

‘ you look beautiful tonight. ‘

      those were words she didn’t hear often enough. words that described her usually included the likes of ‘hot’, ‘smoking’, ‘fuckable’. she’d grown used to the more explicit opinions that got straight to the point of objectifying her, hearing about the many things people would love to do to her if given the chance, but genuine compliments came too far and few between.

         the corners of her lips perked up ever so slightly.

‘ you have a nice smile-- you should do it more often. ‘

      there came another one. it was enough to tip her cheeks over into a redder hue, and cast her sight adrift. she felt a heat rising as her eyes wandered off to the side, hoping to latch onto anything that could serve as a distraction. alas, nothing, but it’d be another few moments before they’d return to kai’sa.

‘ you’re amazing-- you know that? ‘

      a low tone rose from the deepest pit of her stomach. less a growl, more a whine. she hoped the compliments would come to an end before she risked doing something that could ruin their friendship. they’d been known to share a few more intimate moments in the past, but as most of akali’s relationships go, nothing official would ever come of it.

      though, as mild embers began to stir up in her heart, and the butterflies trapped in her stomach flew around in a desperate plea for their freedom, her eyes wandered up once more as they made a brief pass over her partner’s features.

      at first, they became fixed on the other’s eyes. the lavender halo around each of her irises further supported the idea that kai’sa was some kind of angel, too good for this world.

      as her gaze drifted downwards, she couldn’t help but notice the softness of her skin. her nose, strong yet smooth, like finely crafted marble. her lips. oh god, her lips. 

      they weren’t the best lips by anyone’s standards. in fact, they were quite average if you were to take an objective stance on them. they were an average size, shape, they didn’t look particular plump, but definitely soft - and when all was said and done, kai’sa knew exactly how to make them look gorgeous. she always wore the right shade of purple, she always put just enough gloss over the top to make them glisten, but not enough to burn at a glance. forget being an angel, this girl was a goddess.

      caught up in the moment, she couldn’t recall whether or not kai’sa had uttered any further words. she had become far too mesmerised, lost in her thoughts, her wonders about whether she’d get the chance to kiss her again. sure, they’d done it several times before, but it was never established whether or not they were a ‘thing’, and that’s actually how akali preferred it to be. but...

‘ you can kiss me if you’d like. you don’t have to ask. ‘

      her cheeks now sported a deeper hue. was it really that obvious?

      she hoped she hadn’t looked too awkward for all those moments, but regardless of whether she had or not, she didn’t hesitate to make the move.

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💎

“ cute butt. “

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" Hum. Enjoying yourself? " Her voice had a teasing tone. Had she purposefully stepped back so Akali's hand would be on her ass? Maybe. " Not that I mind. "

        a sound escaped akali’s lips. honestly, a very non-specific sound. it was almost a cross between a grumble, a whine, and that of pure surprise. the vocal equivalent of a keysmash, to put it simply, all rolled up into a half-second noise.

       what was once just a harmless joke, albeit with a risky premise, had soon become something a little more intimate. akali’s hand had gone from being loosely cupped beside her rear, to gently resting flat against it in an act of genuine care.

       her eyes flicked between kai’sa and the ass in question, held wide by the slow burning realisation. what the fuck was happening.

       now there was no way she could respond to that question. she wasn’t enjoying herself as far as fun went, no, now things had become just a tad more serious for the neon ninja. she couldn’t help but admire what she’d been granted. not just the ass, but the body it belonged to. it was so delicate and pure. she didn’t deserve the honours of holding it.