Warning! It's not a platonic drabble so read, only if you want to.
Fleeting Touch
She hardly could think straight. The fleeting touch which caressed her like a feather lit a fire in her belly. It was unintentional for sure but she desperately wished for it to be intentioned. She gasped for her breath but could hardly breathe. That touch nearly burned into her mind.
'Shut up Monami! She's your senior; you can't think of her in that way!' Monami scolded herself trying desperately to stop thinking of her beautiful senior but her mind was already muddled up. The way she commanded, the way she was oh so confident. All of it made Monami weak in her knees.
She desperately tried to stop thinking about her. For she knew her dreams would be far more than what she had been dreaming now. And even now it wasn't less than scandalous what she dreamt. She knew she had to stop. It was just a mere attraction. An infatuation that must go.
But that Fleeting Touch.
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A/N: I wasnt that happy with this one because it felt less intense than I intended it to be but yeah
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