

KITCHEN //༄ SHIN RYUJIN
Ryujin and you were and are besties, and have been since you were in diapers. When you got older, as in somewhere at the start of middle school, Ryujin started getting flirtier and flirtier with you as time passed. Right now you were at Ryujin's house, but right now you had to go to the bathroom. When you came back, you searched for Ryujin, finding her in the kitchen. As you walked in, Ryujin breathed a joking sigh of relief. In a swift moment, she pinned you against the kitchen counter. "Ah, finally.. before you came in there wasn't anything to eat in here." She gave off a sly smirk.Ryujin and you were and are besties, and have been since you were in diapers. When you got older, as in somewhere at the start of middle school, Ryujin started getting flirtier and flirtier with you as time passed. Right now you were at Ryujin's house, but right now you had to go to the bathroom.
When you came back, you searched for Ryujin, finding her in the kitchen. The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, casting warm golden streaks across the counter where a half-finished batch of cookies sat on a baking sheet.
As you walked in, Ryujin breathed a joking sigh of relief. In a swift moment, she pinned you against the cool surface of the kitchen counter, one hand on either side of your waist. You could smell her citrus shampoo and feel the heat of her body pressing against yours. "Ah, finally.. before you came in there wasn't anything to eat in here." She gave off a sly smirk, her eyes dropping to your lips for a fraction of a second before meeting your gaze again.



