Let me take you home 💋

Verian’s office is dimmed with her lamp.

The two have finished their ‘session’.

Mina adjusts her shirt, her cheeks still flushed, forehead sweaty.

Meanwhile, Verian smooths down her shirt as she pulls up her sleeves.

She glances at the window.

“It’s gotten dark,” Verian mutters. 

Raindrops streaking down the glass, “And it’s raining.”

Mina looks over, “Oh… I didn’t even notice.”

“You weren’t exactly in a state to notice anything,” Verian replies in a dry tone, the corner of her lips slightly curling.

Mina’s blushes red, “W-Well…”

Verian reaches for her coat and car keys. “Come on, I’ll drive you home.”

Mina blinks, “Wait, what?”

“You heard me.”

“You don’t have to. I don’t want to be an inconvenience…” Mina flays her hands,

Verian turns toward her,

“Ms. Lim…”

She steps closer,

“I’d rather you not catch a cold and miss our next session. That would be far more inconvenient.”

Mina stares at her,

“So it’s not because you’re being sweet?” Mina acts coy, slightly flirting,

“Oh, I’m very sweet. Just selective.” Verian flirts back,

Okay… thank you, Ms. Verian.” Mina beaming with a wide grin,

Verian smirks. “It’s just a ride.”

“And we both know how much you enjoy riding.”

“H-Hey!” Mina blushes in embarrassment,

**

Rain trickles on the car roof as Verian drives, one hand on the steering wheel.

The wipers are sweeping slowly.

Mina sits quietly.

 Sneaking glances at Verian from the corner of her eye.

Verian notices.

“Something on your mind?” She asks in a low tone,

“Just thinking…” Mina smiles, shrugging her shoulders,

“Dangerous habit.”

“You’re one to talk.” Mina acts innocent,

Jazz plays on the radio.

The air is warm, but there’s a tension building, a charge.

Verian pulls the car in front of Mina’s flat.

The rain hasn’t let up yet.

Neither of them moves to leave.

Mina twists in her seat toward Verian, facing her.

“…Thanks for the ride.” Mina looks away, her eyes half-lidded,

“You’re welcome.”

A pause.

Mina licks her lips and then quietly asks, 

 “Can I kiss you?”

Verian’s gaze sharpens, “You’re asking permission?”

Mina narrows in, grinning, “I’m being polite.”

Verian doesn’t answer.

She tilts her head towards Mina, meeting her halfway.

And then, their lips brush each other.

The kiss is slow, warm lips, soft breaths, melting seamlessly.

Then Mina slips her hand onto Verian’s collar, pulling her just a little closer.

The kiss deepens.

The rain outside muffles the world.

It’s just the soft sound of lips, the heat of touch, the quiet gasp Verian lets out when Mina’s fingers slip onto her neck.

Verian pulls away slightly, her breath shaky, a tinge of redness on her cold olive skin.

“We’re… still in the car.”

Mina flirts, “I noticed.”

She leans in again, more bold and confident this time. 

“You could’ve let me walk home.”

“And miss this?” Verian mutters, before kissing her again, this time with more urgency.

They lose themselves in the rhythm.

Mina’s hand cup Verian’s cheek.

Verian’s hold Mina’s waist gently.

Verian pulls back,

“You’re going to ruin me,” Verian whispers, her tone serious.

Mina’s smile as she lets out a soft breath.

“Guess we’re both going to be ruined, then.”

“Like the way I end up ruining your makeup?”

Mina gasps, blushing.

They sit there for a while, close, listening to the rain.

Neither rushes to leave the other’s side.