flawed souls

twelve

her

i tear myself away from him,
as hard as it is.
truth is: this is my first kiss
disregarding a boy named micheal
pecking my ten year old lips at the park

"um," i say. a guy like him probably kissed tons of girls,
and i'm quite possibly the worst. "sorry."
"for what?" he grins, still not letting go of my face
"i'm not really good at this whole kissing thing."

my heart is beating louder than the pitterpatter of the rain
"i'll teach you, then."

please, face, i mentally beg,
stop being as red as blood

him

"wait, what?" she stutters,
putting her hands on mine
i can't bring myself to let go of her
"lotus, have i kissed you so well you've gotten deaf?"

"n—no? maybe? yes."
"ah,well. let me try to bring that sense back."

and my lips touch hers once more,
she tastes like hot chocolate, rain and croissants

her lips react this time, feebly kissing me back
i break away, "can you hear me now?"

the rain has stopped, calm has settled in around us
faint french music graces my ears and lotus smiles softly
"not too sure. try that again," she taunts.

i chuckle, "cheeky. but what a lady asks for, a lady gets."
"a lady doesn't walk around in pajamas with her hot neighbour."
and she kisses me this time, "have i gotten better at this?"

"a bit more practice wouldn't hurt."

i soon lose count of the amount of kisses we share.

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WHAT LOTUS IS SUCH A BADASS i didn't know she had this in her like WHAT

they grow up SO FAST

love, yas