Kali’s eyes widened a fraction as Maeve moves closer, trying and failing to ignore the kickstart the hands pressed at either side of her head sends to her heart.
What are we?
A question she’d toyed with and shoved away over and over again, sounding almost deafening when said out loud. She was no closer to the answer now than she ever was anyway.
Still, somehow, Kali found her lips parting almost imperceptibly at the question. Whatever response she’d not-planned died on her tongue though, as the other woman’s fingers brush through her hair, the air around Kali suddenly feeling a few degrees colder as Maeve steps back.
She sticks her tongue out in return, matching the gesture. “What if I like a challenge?” she asks with a smug grin. “Besides, gotta let you win sometimes. It’d get boring otherwise.”
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They have been tip-toeing around this, and honestly, they may very well continue doing so. Feelings were complicated and Maeve wasn't at all versed in it, at least not when it came to her own. The ideation of messing around with someone she is close to, afraid of it being anything more and risking their connection made her chest ache.
But there had always been this pull she had towards Kali.
How exactly did they get here? Both of Maeve's hands press against the wall, trapping the female between her arms before one lifts to cup her chin. They've always been playful, but her heart's racing more than usual. Of course, she's always been good at hiding her feelings.
"What are we, Kali?" She asked, a hint of mirth in her silvery eyes as she gazed at the female, their eyes locking before she let out a chortle, easing away as she picked at a little cotton fuzz that was in Kaili's hair. "There. Anyways, you gotta stop challengin' me with these things, like I won't do it to get your heart racing." She stuck her tongue.