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It's been a month after the events of Gwi-Ma and the Soja Boys. The bond between Rumi, Mira and Zoey is flourishing and gaining strength since the truth about Rumi was revealed. Things could only get better from here, right?
“They're a so pretty” commented Zoey as she observed Rumi's uncovered marks on her skin.
Mira simply nodded. They were both extremely happy her close friend felt so much freedom after a lifetime of shame and hiding who she truly was.
“It will take time Zoey, though this three month hiatus might actually be... working”
Mira's gaze focused on Rumi as she came back from the kitchen counter to sit them next to them on the couch. Zoey wouldn't stop staring at the marks on her skin, which by this point it was becoming a little too obvious.
“Rumi to Zoey, everything in order?” Her face smirking in an awkward way.
“Oh eh yeah, totally fine, 100% definitely, YEAH! Why do you ask?”
“Well, you haven't stopped staring at the marks for quite a few days now. Do they bother you guys?”
In an instant, Mira wide opened her eyes, shooting a glare at Zoey who began going even faster down the chips she was eating.
“NO! I just eh… find them attractive, yeah! Attractive” She hid her expression behind the chips bag.
“I think they look pretty neat, if I'm being honest” Said Mira in a calmed and direct voice.
Rumi wasn't used to compliments about the features she was told to hide from the world since they first appeared. She didn’t know what to say and without warning they began to glow. Zoey and Mira's eyes lighten up as they were mesmerized by the thin, but noticeable glow in Rumi's marks.
“ What the! What's this? Sorry guys, I'll be back in a second” Rumi raised from the couch almost instantly, just to be stopped by Mira who now firmly was grabbing her forearm. “Please let me go!” Her voice having a deeper and commanding tone, similar to when she was crumbling, when her true self was revealed.
“Rumi NO! Please... stay with us, please don't hide from us” Mira's voice a hint of melancholy that made sense to Rumi almost instantly.
“You don't need to that like never again” Zoey's voice wasn’t as electric as most of the time. Rumi slowly turned around to see both of their expressions, a mixture of concern and sadness. She inhaled and exhaled, slowly, sitting back next to Mira.
“I'm sorry I ju-” Once again, she was interrupted mid sentence. Zoey was embracing her tightly. How did she get here so fast? In return, she placed the side of her head on her shoulder. Zoey almost let out a high pitch squeal, Rumi's hot breath impacting her neck. Mira joined them, covering both Rumi and Zoey with her strong arms.
“Wanna take a break Rumi?” Asked Mira in a low tender voice. She nodded in response. Next thing she knew, she was being carried in... MIRA'S ARMS!!?? She almost panicked, but the sight of a worried Zoey walking just behind them offered a bit comfort.
“There you go, back to your bed. Anything else Rumi?” Said Zoey with both of her hands clasped.
“Can... you guys... stay for a while? Only until I managed to fall asleep. If that's ok with you of course” There was no shame in her voice or regret, plain need for some affection.
“I see no problem with that” Before Mira could ask Zoey if she wanted to join, she had already kicked off her shoes off her feet and jumped next to Rumi, laying besides her like a burrito.
“Wait! Uh...” exclaimed Rumi rising and sitting on her spot at the bed. “My clothes, I need my comfy clothes”
Mira and Zoey exchanged looks, screaming on the inside, for the 100th time during this last week. Did they have to change Rumi's clothes? Were they about literally combust into a fireball?
“WE WILL HELP YOU, DEAR LEADER!” Zoey was literally saluting at Rumi with the dumbest serious face possible. Mira had frozen where she was standing, unable to process a thought or word, poor girl.
Rumi didn't show if she should thank them or help them, what has gotten into her best friends. They were acting so... odd. “I appreciate it, I really do” She started taking off the tank top, revealing even more marks going down her torso. It's toned and muscular, years of fighting and training surely did the trick.
“Holy mother of all demons...”
“What was that Mira?” Damn it, she heard it.
“Eh nothing, nothing, absolutely nothing ” She went straight to the drawer looking for the comfy clothes. They all smelled like Rumi's natural essence, plus her usual fragrance and exotic body washes. It's delicious, I can almost taste it.
“Mira, are you listening?” Mira was pulled from her thoughts as Zoey and Rumi looked at her with no idea what she was doing.
“Oh eh sorry” She awkwardly smiled picking up shorts and a tank top.
Rumi shook off the awkwardness and continued taking off her clothes. Zoey and Mira were a hot mess by this point, looking in all directions, eventually looking at the other trying to find some comfort in the situation and of course, the occasional glance towards Rumi's slim sculpted body. “Can you please pass me the clothes Mira?” Now all she had were cool underwear. Zoey and Mira's hearts could implode at any second. They traced her marks all over her body, which reach even the most intimate places. “Uhh... girls?”
“HERE YOU GO!” Mira rushed to her side in a second.
“T- thanks...” Rumi wasn't frightened of their behavior, though she found it a bit a weird, and kinda cute. Zoey was still Zoey, nothing new. And Mira, her usual seriousness and stoic attitude shifted into something different, something... tender?
As Rumi covered herself with new clothes, Zoey literally started drooling without realizing it, following patterns and marks was already more than an obsession. She snapped out of it, what was wrong with her, she thought to herself. Strong feelings for my best friend besides Mira? Wait…
With the new clothes on, the show had ended for Zoey and Mira, still. Rumi's long legs still had patterns never seen before. “Come, join me” she asked extending both hands to Zoey and Mira.
AGAIN, they exchanged looks, like if they were questioning what to do next. Zoey was the first to join Rumi, placing her head right on her thighs.
Mira joined right after that, laying on her back next to Rumi.
“Rumi, this feels... great, I mean eh, thanks, wait, uhh patterns...” Zoey started tracing the marks on Rumi's thigh, with precision. The touch of her finger against her skin, make Rumi skip a heartbeat, that didn't matter. They were both enjoying this.
Mira followed Zoey's finger from across the bed. The urge to bite her lower lip was strong, would that be weird? She simply tossed her head on Rumi's shoulder, focusing on her breathing. These new feelings were not going anywhere.
Eventually, they all succumbed to the night and fell asleep next to each other. (so cute omg) The early morning arrived and Rumi felt an urge travel through her body and not just that, but something heavy on top of her. She slightly opened her eyes. Zoey lays on her now, her tank top slipped, allowing to see her naked chest pressing against her body. She blushed, heart now racing and the patterns... GLOWING. Mira was still in a deep coma, so she wasn't a problem right now.
“Oh no...” she said in a low tone of voice. Her physical reaction was something she never felt before. An awakening. Her hips wanted to grind so bad she had to fight them back. Her blood was boiling, not because she was upset, but the urge was only growing hunger and it wasn't stopping.
“I... need... help”