[ somehow, lumine isn't surprised that this is how things develop.
she too missed childe during her time in fontaine, but she's never been one to openly show or say it. it's too complicated, and even then, she's never the type to show her heart on her sleeve. besides paimon, while not allergic to childe's bank account, seems to be averted to the topic altogether, and would've no doubt reacted terribly if she expressed anything remotely close to missing him.
so she doesn't really try to deny him, letting herself get coaxed into his neediness, his demands. her eyes flutter close when she feels his lips on hers, mouth parting to silently answer him.
an answer that seems to resonate to the present, lumine herself caught up in the vision and the shenanigans of her counterpart. she hasn't even realised it, drawn in by the vividness of the memory, that she too has found herself responding to ajax, eyes closed, hands curled into his shirt as she leans in.
the kiss was sweet, achingly so. and she can feel herself getting swept more and more in the softness, the warmth. she tugs him closer, breathes him in, tries to drink as much of himβ
her eyes flash open too at the sound of voices, and lumine finds herself staring at a pair of blue eyes, looking just as much as surprised as she is. not just because of the sound of the owners returning, but the fact that they're kissing.
here. now. what is even going on?
lumine quickly breaks off the kiss as her gaze darts around, the voices getting louder with each passing second. her hand grabs his arm, tugging him inside the closet he was checking out earlier, closing the door quietly right before they're found.
it's only when the voices pass them by that she glares up at him. hissing quietly: ] What were you doing?
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she too missed childe during her time in fontaine, but she's never been one to openly show or say it. it's too complicated, and even then, she's never the type to show her heart on her sleeve. besides paimon, while not allergic to childe's bank account, seems to be averted to the topic altogether, and would've no doubt reacted terribly if she expressed anything remotely close to missing him.
so she doesn't really try to deny him, letting herself get coaxed into his neediness, his demands. her eyes flutter close when she feels his lips on hers, mouth parting to silently answer him.
an answer that seems to resonate to the present, lumine herself caught up in the vision and the shenanigans of her counterpart. she hasn't even realised it, drawn in by the vividness of the memory, that she too has found herself responding to ajax, eyes closed, hands curled into his shirt as she leans in.
the kiss was sweet, achingly so. and she can feel herself getting swept more and more in the softness, the warmth. she tugs him closer, breathes him in, tries to drink as much of himβ
her eyes flash open too at the sound of voices, and lumine finds herself staring at a pair of blue eyes, looking just as much as surprised as she is. not just because of the sound of the owners returning, but the fact that they're kissing.
here. now. what is even going on?
lumine quickly breaks off the kiss as her gaze darts around, the voices getting louder with each passing second. her hand grabs his arm, tugging him inside the closet he was checking out earlier, closing the door quietly right before they're found.
it's only when the voices pass them by that she glares up at him. hissing quietly: ] What were you doing?