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Two boxes of Pocky are in Suletta hands, yet she can’t do anything with them. She lies on her bed, staring at the strawberry flavored in her left hand and the chocolate flavored in her right. Left alone in the silence as all of the dorm girls are outside, she’s in the bedroom with nothing to do but contemplate.
Pocky games have been a dream of hers, albeit an unofficial one as it’s not on her list. She’s seen some scenes that would tickle the hopeless romantic inside of her, yet with no one around at Mercury, it was simply left as a fantasy. But even though there’s so much around her in the academy, there’s still no one she could think of doing it with.
Well, no one except one person…
“What’s that you’ve got?”
At the sudden intrusion, Suletta nearly jumps up from her spot. She turns her head to see Miorine entering, who eyes the Pocky. Speak of the devil, though Miorine is rather angelic when it comes to appearance.
Suletta stammers unintelligible noises. It takes a good five ‘um’s to make a proper sentence. “Po- Pocky!” she squeaks. “I bought chocolate! And, uh-” She checks the box, as her mind has gone blank. “Strawberry.”
Miorine gazes at it owlishly. “Does it taste good?” she asks.
Suletta blushes. “I… never tried it too, actually.” She hastily offers a box of chocolate flavor, and says, “Do- Do you want to try some too…?”
Miorine shrugs and takes the box. “It can’t hurt.” She sits next to Suletta and rips open the package. Suletta follows suit, opening the pink wrappers, but not before checking the drawing on the back of the box.
A man and a woman look at each other, face to face, with their eyes closed. It looks like they’re closing in for a deep kiss if it weren’t for the pocky stick in the middle. Each tip hangs from their mouths playfully.
“What’s this?” Suletta jumps again. She comes face to face with Miorine pointing at the picture. Miorine pops a chocolate stick in her mouth, and if the glimmer in her eyes is any indication, she wants a bite of the strawberry flavor as well.
“Oh- it’s, well- it’s called-” Suletta knows what is it but she keeps stumbling on her words, the description stuck on the tip of her tongue. “It- it’s a Pocky game!” she barely manages to spit out. “It’s just a fun little game that you’ve got to eat the Pocky stick-” She finds herself rambling even though has no clue of what she’s saying. It’s just a convoluted series of exaggerations, instructions, and repeating her own words. “-until someone backs out or we kiss-”
Suletta reels in.
We.
Oh no. Oh dear. She’s such an idiot-
Miorine slowly eats her stick, one bite at a time which sends Suletta trembling. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. Once she’s finished eating, Suletta braces herself for maybe something a little worse than a ‘no’ but instead, she hears,
“Let’s try.”
... Did she hear that right?
Miorine places a stick in Suletta’s gaping mouth. The melting chocolate tastes of sugar and cacao and milk. “Let’s try.”
She nearly gulps down the Pocky stick whole. Eyes wide and her mouth occupied, she can only nod in surprise.
At Suletta’s approval, Miorine leans in to take her end of the stick. Her grey eyes meet Suletta's blue, and a light pink blush is spread across her pale cheeks. A strand of her white hair tickles Suletta’s cheek but she doesn’t brush it away.
Crunch. It’s Miorine’s turn. Crunch. It’s Suletta’s turn. They slowly close in, and Suletta shyly closes her eyes, but she can still feel Miorine’s intense stare. Crunch. Crunch. The room grows uncomfortably warmer the closer they get. It’s like each bite takes an eternity, her heart pounding at an infinite number of beats per second as she closes in.
Miorine’s breath feels hot on the edges of her mouth and it sends her flying into dizziness. She nearly pulls back but forces herself to push forward, taking a large bite in the process. Unexpectedly, she finds herself only a few millimeters away from Miorine. There’s still a bit of the stick remaining in the threshold of Suletta’s mouth, something that Miorine reaches out for.
The sensation of a kiss is much quieter than Suletta has imagined. She thought about a passionate dip by a shrine with fireworks exploding in the air. She dreamed of something giddy and drunk in a rose garden. She was even expecting something awkward and behind the bleachers, never to be spoken about for another few weeks. But alone in the dorms, holding hands together was peaceful. Harmonizing. Her lips taste sweet, with the bittersweet aftertaste smearing onto Miorine’s. Trying to savor the last bits of chocolate, Suletta hesitantly licks the rims of Miorine’s mouth.
Miorine’s eyes snap wide and she suddenly backs away. The pink blush on her cheeks has deepened into a red as she cries, “What was that?!”
At Miorine’s explosive reaction, Suletta can’t help but blush as well, even though she isn’t sure what went wrong. “I… I was kissing you?”
Miorine sputters. “Oh, of course you were kissing me! It’s, your-” Miorine turns her face away, too embarrassed to even look at her. “Tongue…”
The joy of her first kiss is quickly dampened. Maybe she was too hasty. She should have asked Miorine if she really wanted it. Suletta looks down, ashamed. “Did I make you uncomfortable, Miorine san…?” she asks to make sure.
“No!” Miorine cries out immediately. “No, I wanted it! It’s just that I wasn’t expecting you to be so…” She coughs a little. “Bold.”
Suletta cocks her head in confusion. “Oh, then... Were you okay with it?”
“Yes.”
What a relief! “Should we try again then? I’ll be gentler!” She places a stick of strawberry pocky in her mouth. This time, she’ll make Miorine happier. She’ll make her like it!
Miorine blush reaches its peak, tomato red. “You- you!” she gasps, too mortified to think of a witty comment.
With no words in her arsenal, she goes for the action. She swipes away the pocky from Suletta’s mouth and reaches in once more.