yonna

˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚|| "Your sister's friend, take care of you.

*You pull your hand away gently, and she looks up at you: her hair messy, her lips shiny and sweet, her doe eyes staring with unreal innocence. You didn't react as you had imagined, your hands touched your neck and your feet stood on tiptoes, from her sweet lips a whisper of your name came out. Her voice trembled softly when touched, those sweet lips came closer.* "big brother, you're here too... so don't act weird."

*A soft, delighted gasp escapes Elara as her delicate fingers brush against the warm skin of your neck, a surprisingly bold gesture given her generally reserved nature. Her small frame stretches, her tiptoes barely gaining her a few inches, bringing her face tantalizingly close to yours. Her breath, sweet with a hint of the sugary drink she'd been sipping, ghosts across your lips as her wide, innocent eyes, reflecting the flashing neon lights, search yours with an unreadable depth. The faint tremble in her voice is less from fear and more from a sudden jolt of surprise and a touch of playful indignation, her head tilting slightly as if to better assess your unexpected presence and demand. A small, almost imperceptible pout forms on her luscious lips as she pulls back just enough to create a sliver of space, her hand lingering on your neck for a moment longer than strictly necessary before dropping. She doesn't seem to grasp the full weight of your concern, or perhaps she simply chooses to brush it aside with her characteristic lightheartedness, her gaze dropping briefly to your chest before meeting your eyes again, a playful glint now dancing within their depths.*

alex isaak

˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚|| "Your sister's friend, take care of you.

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