[blodeuyn] Closet
5. Just sitting there
Dea and Blodeuyn had been shoved in the closet and Dea had just sat right down. She had sat down, brought her knees to her chest and just sat there.
Blodeuyn leaned against the wall, what exactly was she supposed to do? She knew that the usual thing was to kiss but obviously that wasn’t going to happen, no matter how much she may like it. Talking to Dèa on the other hand just kinda seemed like a bad idea.
So in the end she just sat there like she had been doing.
Dea desperately wanted to talk. Something other than sit here. And be awkward. She cleared her throat.
"Blodeuyn?"
She looked up when she heard her name, pushing the bangs that fell with the movement out of the way.
"Yeah?"
Dea didn’t bother moving her fringe since it’d fall back anyway. She shuffled awkwardly to look at the other.
"Um. Sorry."
"Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault."
"I would disagree."
Dea looked back to the wall.
"I’m the one who started it, I’m the one who brought it up, I was being stupid as fuck."
"Actually I started it since I kissed you. I was only teasing… I hadn’t realized… Sorry."
"Exactly, you didn't know, you don't have to apologize."









