ladieskissing | (no subject)

Entry tags:

(no subject)

"Sorry for the intrusion," Nico mutters flatly as she takes off her shoes in the doorway, knowing full well that even if there was anyone in that labyrinth of a mansion but her and Maki right now, her voice would never be able to reach them. She follows Maki inside with her hands shoved into the pockets of her cardigan, head tilting left and right as she takes in her surroundings like it's her first time seeing them. There are so many pieces of overly-elaborate decor that Nico doesn't think she's ever going to remember them all.

Oh, but she definitely remembers that giant piece of armor on the wall over there. She always gets the feeling like if she gets too close it'll topple over and trap her underneath, so she subconsciously leans towards the opposite wall every time they pass by it.

"Seriously, Maki, no matter how many times I come to your house, it's just way too big," she grumbles, only to catch herself the next moment.

"-- But of course, once Nico's become a super idol, she'll have a mansion like this in every prefecture!" She strikes her signature pose and smile. "Teehee."

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Nico stands perfectly still as Maki speaks, remaining in the same pose even as the angry tension gradually seeps from it.

By the time she's done talking, Nico's not looking at her either, having found some great interest in the wall to her right. Of course it's all true and it's about time Maki acknowledged it too, but...

She didn't actually expect her to. Much less so willingly and at length.

Nico glances back to her, reassured somewhat by the glaring blush she sees in her cheeks. That means Maki doesn't get to make any smart comments about the way her own face looks, not when Maki's face is way redder.

Way, way redder. This might be the shiest Nico's ever seen her, staring at her knees like that, and yet she still went and said all that anyway. Even though Maki has to push herself to utter the tiniest nugget of unfiltered honesty.

Geez, she must really like her, huh...?

The silence hangs in the air, thick like a fog, until Nico throws out her arm, pointing down at Maki with a victorious laugh: "Ha! I knew it! You do think I'm cute!"

Maki waits nervously in the heavy silence for Nico to say something. Say anything. And whatever she's expecting Nico to say, it's certainly not her laughing and acting like that.

It takes Maki a moment of surprised blinking to react finally. She glares sharply. "You're ridiculous, you know that? That was not cute at all."

"Even if you take that back now, I know you meant it! I'm gonna remember you said that forever." Nico flops back down on the bench, smiling from ear to ear. It's certainly teasing, but... she seems genuinely happy about it, too.

Maki huffs and keeps up her frustrated appearance, but when Nico sits down next to her she opens her eye and looks at her from the corner of it.

"Forever, huh?"

Edited 2014-10-08 00:46 (UTC)

"Yup!" She nuzzles her temple up into Maki's cheek. "So whenever Maki says 'ew, you're gross' or 'that's not cute at all', I'll know what you're really thinking."

The contact is a little strange. She and Nico don't really do physical affection. Only on rare occasion, or if it's with the purpose of annoying the other. But this is nice.

"I'll totally be thinking you're gross and not cute. You're not cute all the time, you know."

"Don't care, there's no backpedaling out of it now!" She sing-songs in an overly loud, childish voice: "Maki thinks I'm cuuu-uute!"

Maki huffs and crosses her arms in front of herself. "This moment was so nice and you had to go and do that."

The self-satisfied smile on Nico's face finally shrinks back down, its place taken by an unexpectedly serious frown. She pulls back a couple inches, just enough to be able to establish proper eye contact again.

"You keep saying I ruined it, but I was being serious, you know," she mutters lowly, sounding actually a little sour. "I want to make Maki smile. Is that bad?"

When Maki feels Nico turn to look at her, she turns as well, and only then realizes just how close they are to each other.

Now Maki feels a little guilty for taking Nico's joking around so lightly. Their faces are so close that Maki's voice comes out soft. "It's not bad... Just, be serious sometimes."

"Or maybe Maki shouldn't be so serious all the time. If you're going to keep that frown as your default expression, you'll get wrinkles on your brow, you know?" She pokes a finger right between Maki's eyebrows. "Right here!"

Maki flinches at Nico's poke, though it's not that harsh. "Well, Nico-chan could stand to be a little more serious when discussing serious matters."

You want something to flinch about? Well, she'll flick your forehead, too. "As your senior, I don't need to be hearing this sort of talk from you!"

Maki really flinches this time and brings up her hand to rub at her forehead. She uses her other hand to flick Nico on the arm. "We agreed in u's that we were all on the same level, Nico-chan."

Nico's shoulder twitches. "That's got nothing to do with it! Have you never heard of respecting your elders?"

This time Maki can't help but laugh to herself. "But it's hard when you still look like a grade schooler."

There's that twitch again, though there was no physical prompt to it this time. Nico's cheeks puff out and deflate. "Then what does it say about you for wanting to make out with a grade schooler?!"

Maki's eyes grow wide and her cheeks, which had almost returned to a normal color, flush instantly again. "Huh-- bu-- I don't-- It's not--" She has no idea how to respond to that.

Nico's smirk is so toothy and wide, you can practically hear the victory trumpets going off in her head. But of course, just because she's won doesn't mean she has to let it off here. She's got Maki in a pretty good spot right now!

And so she slips back into cutesy-mode, this time pushing it even farther than normal, if that's possible -- eyes wide and full of youthful innocence, bottom lip sticking out, and her thin, short fingers wrapping pleadingly around Maki's sleeve.

"Maki-neetan, teach Nico all about love, okay...?"

Maki stares at Nico with abject horror and disgust. Then finally pulls her arm back and holds Nico back with one arm. "Gross! Stop that!"

"But Nico's a grade schooler, so she can't help it," she whines nasally behind Maki's arm. The obvious translation: take that back.

Maki all but growls still holding Nico back. "Alright, alright, I take it back!! Nico-chan is not a grade schooler! I'll never say it again just please stop!"

"Gehe." Nico's cackle holds no trace of childhood naivete, and she seamlessly slips back into her usual snot-nosed know-it-all demeanor. "Maybe Maki should start thinking a little more before she speaks, hmm?"

Maki turns away dismissively. "I will if you also think a little more before you speak."

Edited 2014-10-08 17:42 (UTC)

"Like I said, I don't need to hear this--"

Nico sighs and rolls her eyes. This clearly isn't going anywhere. And for once, there's other things she'd rather be doing than sit around arguing with Maki for an hour. "Are you gonna play something else or not?"