“Maron-chan, please look over your shoulder!”

Maron turned, a bright smile on her face as she turned toward the camera, the warmth of it radiating. The camera clicked, lights flashing as the photographer snapped her picture.

“And that’s a wrap on Maron-chan’s section! Sumomo-chan, it’s your turn, and then we’ve only got the group shots left!”

 

Maron bounced off the set, skipping to the prop table to put down the large styrofoam heart she’d held in her hands.

Man, she could sell her left kidney for a smoke right about now.

 

“Maron.”

 

Her heart skipped a beat, face growing hot. Her grip on the heart tightened.

As she turned around, she came face to face with Kirari.

“Yes, Miss Manager?” she asked, face tilting to the side.

“Can you bend down for me for a moment?”

Confused, Maron did as told, only to have to fight herself to keep a straight face as she felt Kirari’s hand grip her chin. Jesus Christ, she was so close.

“Now, hold still.”

She felt something graze her lower lip. For a second Maron couldn’t help but imagine it as Kirari’s finger, making so much blood rush to her face that she felt like she might pass out at any second. “Wha- wha…”

She felt that same sensation across her upper lip, then, a moment later Kirari pulled back, a satisfied look on her face. “There you go. You’re picture ready again.”

Maron’s eyes were drawn to the bright pink tube in Kirari’s hand. She licked her lips, feeling the taste of strawberries on her tongue.

Oh.

As Kirari turned to check on Lime, Maron raised a hand to her chest, clutching at the fabric of her top. Her heart was racing as if she had just ran a marathon.

 

She looked down at the styrofoam heart in her hands, seeing the dents her fingers had made in the smooth surface.

She raised it to her lips, hiding her red face behind it as she peered at Kirari.

 

Man, she really needed that smoke, maybe then she would be able to calm down again.

But as she watched Kirari tend to Lime, she wasn’t so sure.

 

Not when she couldn’t help but wonder what the touch of Kirari’s fingers against her lip might actually feel like.

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