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The clack of heels against the linoleum tiles filled the empty hallway as Pupiña roamed the school. By herself, of course! On the account of her needing to do her daily inner monologues, as the good main character does.
She holds her books tighter or her chest, beginning to let her thoughts run. Today was quite the important day! Valentine’s Day! All sorts of plot relevant things could happen today and she knew she’d have to dodge boys throwing themselves at her. She’d reject them with grace and humility, as she couldn’t yet reveal how she was leagues beyond them and needed to look for the perfect love interest.
…To be truthful, she only had one person in mind. Mick. Her bully, her enemy. It was a match made in heaven! Who could’ve come up with a better enemies to lovers than them? Her cheeks were warm just thinking about the last time they’d been alone. His lips against hers, the little noises he made…
She shook her head, waving away the memories. Enough of that! She had a plan. She was going to find Mick and graciously ask him to be her Valentine, solidifying their transition from enemies to lovers. While they hadn’t talked about it last time, she knew that kiss was the turning point in their story. She imagined his reaction with a grin on her face, envisioning his harsh exterior melting as he stutters out his gratitude for considering him as her Valentine and accepting it without hesitation. She couldn’t help but giggle to herself. Now, all she had to do was find him!
As she turned the corner, her eyes were met with a joyous sight. It was Mick! He leaned against the lockers, his eyes trained on the person in front of him. And with disdain, her eyes fell upon her worst nightmare. Pascal. She couldn’t believe that Mick actually considered… it, as his best friend! Her lips momentarily curled in disgust before relaxing. No matter! She’ll swoop in and graciously save Mick from that boring parasite!
But as she approached, she happened to overhear bits of their conversation. The words that come out of that homunculus’ mouth, in that grating voice of his, makes her stop in her tracks.
“… l-like, d-do you wanna g-g-go out with me o-or s-something?”
She stood there, frozen in place. She couldn’t even hear the rest of it over the sound of her blood boiling beneath her skin. Her heart sunk and her breath started getting heavy. How- When was this something that could happen?! Mick is her love interest, not Pascal’s! Her eyes burned as her body finally caught up with her brain, her feet swiftly turning around and storming away. Did everything that happened between them mean nothing?! The narrative wasn’t meant to play out this way, this was her story! She- she needed to get some air…
Mick’s ears suddenly perked up at the sound of clicking heels, his eyes moving away from Pascal as he barely caught a glimpse of Pupiña storming off. His eyebrows furrowed as he straightened slightly to look after her. What was that nerd doing? Did something happen-
“M-Mick? H-h-hey, you’re supposed to be h-helping me! I-is that like, g-good enough for M-M-Mac?! S-should I be ‘c-cooler’ with it? Mick!” Pascal protested, flicking Mick’s forehead. Mick spared him a quick glance, rolling his eyes.
”That damn Barbie’ll probably say yes no matter how you ask, luzer.”, Mick retorted. He straightened fully, adjusting his jacket before turning away from Pascal. He held up a hand in farewell. “I don’t wanna hear about your shitty game anymore. Later, faggot.”
”M-MICK!!”, Pascal shrieked as Mick walked off with a slight smirk. Now, where did that nerd go…
The door slams behind her as Pupiña takes a deep breath in. What is wrong with her?! This is unbecoming, a good main character should know that they don’t need love to spur their story on. Independence is key! But… she thought… it could be their story. A perfect enemies to lovers.
She sighs, shaking her head. Hmph! Whatever! It’s not like she can’t have another love interest, men just like to throw themselves at her! She walks around the schoolyard aimlessly, eyes scanning the area. Her eyes finally met someone else’s. A random boy she didn’t recognize, with light brown hair and brown eyes. Your typical NPC. Perfect.
She struts over to him, tossing her hair over her shoulder. The guy raises an eyebrow for a second before he jumps back slightly in surprise, as Pupiña leans in slyly. She smiles sweetly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Hey. I’ve never seen you around here before, you new?”, She drawls.
The guy blinks at her for a second, his cheeks dusting a light pink. “U-uh, yeah, my name’s-“
She presses a hand to his chest, cutting him off. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Anyway, I couldn’t help but notice you stood here all by yourself! Mind if I join you?”, She says with a shy little smile.
The guy nods absentmindedly, eyes flitting between the hand on his chest and her eyes. “Uh- sure, I guess.”
She giggles, even though nothing especially funny was happening. The hand resting on his chest moves to hold onto his arm as she leans into him further. Her smile turns sly. “You know, you’re actually really cute.”
“Uh, thanks?”
Her thumb strokes his forearm. “Mhm. And I was thinking, maybe you’d like to go out with m-“
She’s suddenly cut off as she lets out a surprised squeak, feeling a hand wrap around her wrist. Tight. Her head whips around, maroon eyes meeting deep brown. Mick. Her cheeks flush red as she takes in his appearance. His face is burnt red, his breathing is heavy and his face is contorted into a furious scowl.
“Uhm-“, The guy begins before being cut off as Mick turns on his heel aggressively, pulling Pupiña away with him. She squeaks, looking back at Mick in disbelief for turning her head to spare the guy a glance. She smiled nervously, a sheepish chuckle escaping her.
“S-sorry! J-just give me a moment!”, She calls out. The guy just stares in confusion, tilting his head. She turns back to Mick, her own scowl making its way onto her face. She tries to tug her wrist out of his grip, but he’s holding onto it with an iron fist. “M-Mick! What on earth are you doing?! Let go of me-“
He doesn’t answer her, forcefully opening the door leading into the main school building with a loud slam. His grip on her wrist is unyielding even as she shouts protests. “Seriously, what is wrong with you?! Let go-!”
In the blink of a moment, she’s shoved into an empty classroom. “Wha-“, she begins before she’s cut off by the feeling of Mick’s hands pushing against her shoulders. Her back slams against the classroom door and her cheeks burn red as his arms pin her against the door. He looks more disheveled now, breathing hard and baring his teeth angrily. He gets in her face, eyes hard and furious.
”What the fuck was that?! Who even WAS that?! The fuck’s wrong with you, talking to some rando??”, He snarls. Her eyebrows furrow and her scowl deepens, her arms folding across her chest defiantly.
“So what?? Why do you even care?! It’s none of your business so why don’t you go back to flirting with Pascal or whatever!”, She bites back. His face contorts in confusion, raising an eyebrow.
”What the fuck are you talking about, you damn nerd?!”, He exclaims. She lets out an aggravated sigh, her anger and… jealousy beginning to pour out of her.
”Don’t even pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about! I saw you two, I heard that parasite ask you out! I mean, you’d think after what happened between us, there’d be some loyalty! Instead, I hear that stupid, fucking guy ask you out and see you just stand there and take it! And obviously, it’s not like I can’t find a new love interest but you’re supposed to fawn over me! I was seriously reconsidering whether you even liked me-!”
She’s suddenly cut off, feeling chapped lips against hers. It’s barely a kiss, more akin to a small peck but it’s enough to make her head spin. It finishes just as soon as it happened, with Mick pulling back with flushed cheeks and furrowed eyebrows. He glares down at her, letting out a grumble.
”There, will that shut you up?! Fuckin’ idiot…” He barked, avoiding her eyes.
She simply blinked up at him for a moment, her cheeks a bright red hue. Oh. Her hand lunges for his collar unthinkingly, pulling his mouth back into hers.
She feels him immediately melt into the kiss, his hand moving to cup her face as he kissed her back fervently. She whined against him, her hands sliding into his hair as he pushes into her further. He immediately takes advantage of the sound, sliding his tongue between her lips and finding purchase in her mouth. Their tongues lap at each other, tangling together heatedly. They barely pull away from one another, pulling back just enough to take a breath before their lips meet again.
Pupiña tugs on Mick’s hair, forcing him even closer. He lets out a groan against her lips, his hands sliding down to grip her hips. She shivers at the feeling, her stomach churning with heat. She feels him lick into her mouth, forcefully dominating the kiss and exploring her mouth feverishly. She lets out a soft moan against his tongue, hearing his breath hitch as he deepens the kiss to swallow the soft sound.
She squeaks as she suddenly feels his knee knock her legs apart, her cheeks turning a deep crimson as his knee inserts itself between her legs. Pressing against that certain spot, making itself comfortable underneath her skirt. She lets out another moan, a little louder this time at the unfamiliar feeling. She hears him swear under his breath but she’s too distracted by the heat stirring in her stomach. She whines, feeling his knee press against her even more. She starts feeling light headed from the pleasuring feeling.
Subconsciously, she rocks her hips against his knee. The feeling sends shivers through both of them, the kiss breaking as both cry out at the motion. Mick stares down at her for a moment, eyes hungry and cheeks flushed before he dives back into her mouth. She moans breathily as his lips knock the wind out of her, her arms slipping out of his hair to wrap around his neck and her hips continuing to grind against his knee.
He eventually breaks the kiss with a groan, immediately dipping down to bite at her neck hungrily. She whines, bucking her hips slightly as he sucks mark after mark into her skin. She shivers, letting her head fall back against the door as he scattered open mouthed kisses and hickeys across her neck. Eventually, Mick pressed one last kiss to her neck before finally stopping. She felt him panting against her skin, his skin hot to the touch where he rested just beneath her chin.
A shiver shoots down her spine as she feels his knee slowly slide out from between her legs, another soft moan escaping her as her thighs tremble slightly before coming together once again. They simply breathe for a moment, catching their breaths. Pupiña still felt dizzy, and she knew her lips were probably raw red. Mick lifted his head up after a long moment and pressed their foreheads together with a huff. They stared at each other in silence, breaths still slightly heavy. Pupiña swallowed thickly.
”…So you’re not going out with Pascal?”, She asked thickly. She watched as he shook his head slightly with a disbelieving huff, as if he was shocked that she could ever assume that. She smirked slightly. “Then… do you want to go out with me?”
He huffs again, rolling his eyes as his cheeks flush. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you damn nerd…”, He mumbles before pulling her back into his lips.