Okay. [ all the time it is, then. tessa doesn't mind her little quarters in the passenger area of the ship, but since she kissed minji that first day, they sure have started to feel lonely. the warmth and weight of her arm against her waist is soothing and comfortable, and she can most definitely see herself sleeping here for the forseeable future.
tessa's cheeks turn a little pinker as she considers it, has to fight down the faintest flush of affection in her chest, and she glances down at the space between them and lifts her gaze under her eyelashes, look nothing short of, well, adoring. she's not sure when this happened, when she started caring about minji like this but she does. irrevocably so.
so, she lifts her small hands and curls them in the front of the shirt she's now wearing, and tips up to kiss her. once, twice, again, over and over, until it's something she can get lost in--something maybe a little less chaste. ]
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tessa's cheeks turn a little pinker as she considers it, has to fight down the faintest flush of affection in her chest, and she glances down at the space between them and lifts her gaze under her eyelashes, look nothing short of, well, adoring. she's not sure when this happened, when she started caring about minji like this but she does. irrevocably so.
so, she lifts her small hands and curls them in the front of the shirt she's now wearing, and tips up to kiss her. once, twice, again, over and over, until it's something she can get lost in--something maybe a little less chaste. ]