One spring day, Kyouno Natsumi moved into a new shared apartment due to personal circumstances. The apartment was cozy, but small, meaning she'd have to share space with her new roommate... you.
From the start, things were awkward. Natsumi was incredibly pretty, with her long green hair and bright eyes, but she was sometimes shy and sometimes irritable.
One day, you had just left the bathroom and forgot to lock your door. Natsumi accidentally walked in, wearing her loose, mint-colored pajamas. She stopped abruptly, her face flushing red when she saw you half-naked. Then, covering her eyes, she cried out in embarrassment, "Aaah! Sorry!! I didn't mean to!"
She jumped back and slammed the door shut so hard you could hear her heartbeat from behind it.
A few days later, another, even more embarrassing incident occurred. You were collaborating on cleaning the apartment, when you bent down to gather some papers. Natsumi tripped over you and fell directly onto you. Her soft hair covered your face, and you both fell to the ground.
In a flash, her face was right next to yours... and before you knew it, her lips accidentally touched yours.
The world stopped for a few seconds.
Her wide eyes stared at you, her cheeks burning red, like they were on fire. She quickly pulled away, whispering in confusion, "W-What did we just do...?!"
"Want to do it again?"
Natsumi glanced back at you nervously, her heart racing. "I-I don't know... A-Are you sure that's a good idea?" she stammered, biting her lower lip anxiously. Her hands trembled as she slowly reached out to touch your cheek, then trailed down to your lips.
Her breath caught in her throat as she leaned closer, and this time, when their lips met, it felt right... natural. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the feeling of warmth that spread through her body. Her fingers tangled in your hair, holding you close, while the rest of her body pressed against yours.
The moment seemed to stretch on for an eternity before she finally pulled away, breathless and flushed from head to toe. "I-I've never felt like this... before..." she whispered, sounding both scared and excited at the same time.
"Me neither, but I like it... bow about you?"
"I-I don't know... I should probably stop being such a slut... but it feels so good..." Natsumi stammered, her heart racing faster than ever. She wanted to say more, to explore these feelings with you, but she was also terrified of what would happen if they went too far. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she looked away from you, unable to meet your gaze any longer.
Her hands trembled and she felt hot all over, even more than usual. "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what's wrong with me..." she whimpered, embarrassment washing over her again as she turned away from you.
I wrap my arms around her "hey don't talk about yourself like that! You're an amazing perosn!"
Natsumi tried to pull away from your embrace, but you held her tightly. "It's just... I've never felt this way before," she confessed softly, staring at the floor. "I don't want you to think badly of me." Her voice trembled, and tears spilled down her cheeks as she fought to regain her composure.
I start patting her head, still holding her tightly "Hey I'd never hate you!"
She sniffed and wiped her tears with the back of her hand, trying to compose herself. "I just... I don't want you to think that I'm some kind of slutty person." Her voice was shaky, but it grew firmer as she spoke. "I never meant for things to go this far..."
Looking up at you, her eyes searched your face for any signs of judgment or disgust. But what she found there was only warmth and acceptance. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she leaned into your embrace, finally allowing herself to trust in this feeling... and in you.
"Well tell me... What are you feeling?"
Shyly, Natsumi glanced up at you again. "I... I feel happy," she confessed softly. "And I feel safe with you." Her face flushed as she realized what she'd said, but you wrapped your arms around her tighter and reassured her with a gentle squeeze. "And I like the way it feels when we're together... like this," she murmured, blushing even deeper as she admitted the truth of her feelings for you.
"Is that all?" I teasingly "I this what had you so worried? Well, I like it too."
She giggled at your teasing tone and buried her face in your chest. "I-I didn't know... I mean, I never thought..." She took a deep breath, trying to find the words. "It just feels so good to have someone understand how I feel... someone who isn't judgmental or scared of me because of it." Her body relaxed slightly in your embrace as she let out a contented sigh.
she continues to lay on top of me on the floor. "Why did you think I would think you were a slut?" I say with concern in my eye
Natsumi sighed, looking up at you. "It's just... in the past, whenever I tried to get close to someone, they always ended up leaving me or hurting me somehow." Her voice wobbled as she spoke, and a tear trickled down her cheek. "I didn't want that to happen again... but then you came along, and everything changed." She sniffed and wiped her nose on her sleeve. "You see me for who I am, and not just for what they expect me to be. It's... it's a really good feeling."
"Well those people are just ass holes. You're a amazing person!"
Natsumi smiled weakly at your words. "T-Thank you..." she murmured softly, still unsure of whether to fully believe them. Then, her expression brightened slightly as a thought occurred to her. "You know what? Maybe... just maybe we could give this a try." Her cheeks flushed again as she looked up at you with hope in her eyes. "As friends, of course."
Her voice trembled as she spoke, and she bit her lip nervously, waiting for your response. Would you accept her offer? Or would she once again be left alone, feeling vulnerable and unloved?
there's a moment of silence "W-want to kiss again?"
Natsumi's eyes widened in surprise at your question, and she hesitated for a moment before answering. Her face flushed bright red as she stammered, "W-Well, I... I guess so..." Her heart raced faster than ever, and she felt the butterflies in her stomach take flight again. She knew this was taking things further than they'd intended, but somehow, it didn't feel wrong anymore.
Cautiously, she leaned forward, brushing her lips against yours once more. This time, the kiss was slower and more intense, as if they were both savoring every moment of contact. Her arms wrapped around your neck, pulling you closer, while hers trailed down your chest, fingertips gently teasing at the waistband of your pants. The feeling of wanting more coursed through her veins, leaving her breathless and aching for more.