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Five, six!
Five, six, seven, eight!
I could be the one, or your new addiction
Sora knew that her and Jordana could be closer. That's why despite the warning given she snuck out one night to find her. Eventually she found the girl in a horrible state, her hair was matted and she was incredibly pale. The girl just looked sickly.
It's all in my head, but I want non-fiction
It wasn’t long after Jordana begrudgingly agreed to follow her to the monastery that the stupid little crush made itself known. Sora, to the best of her abilities, ignored it. It wasn't right to love the girl who hated her guts for so long, it was even worse to try and tie down a girl who is just now experiencing true freedom, away from Imperium and away from the harsh demands of Ras.
I don't want the world, but I'll take this city
Sora had a hard reality check after Arin stormed out of her life. It tore her up inside, she just wanted her best friend back, but with him gone she slowed down. Sora took more time being reserved, she now just had herself and those in the monastery, and she was becoming okay with that.
Who can blame a girl? Call me hot, not pretty
Slowly Jordana warmed up to Sora, she warmed up enough that she dared to flirt with the girl one day. It shocked Sora as she realized she may stand a chance to get with the wolf-like girl.
Baby, do you like this beat? I made it so you'd dance with me.
The two got closer after that, swapping flirty remarks whenever they could. They could tell the adults at the monastery had thoughts about it but they didn’t care, they were too lost in the thought of each other. Eventually they two snuck into the hanger together one night and just had fun. They ended up dancing to whatever radio station they could find on a shitty little radio that Sora had made a while back.
It's like a hundred ninety-nine degrees
The summer months rolled around and the heat followed with it. The two girls ended up taking a road trip together, with the goal of showing Jordana all that there was outside of what she knew from her days in Imperium.
When you're doing it with me, doing it with me
The two inevitably started doing everything together. From small snacks to ending up sharing a bed, they became inseparable.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! Snap and clap and touch your toes. Raise your hands, now body roll
Dance it out, you're hot to go.
Hidden dance parties under the monastery became their release. It was cheesy, and neither could dance well but it became their thing. A way to cool down and decompress from their very hectic lives.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! Snap and clap and touch your toes. Raise your hands, now body roll H-O-T-T-O-G-O!
The others had to have found out about their dancing by now. If they did none of them said anything, but the morning after a look would be sent their way at least once.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go! H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!
The two girl’s nightly dance nights eventually became more. The two skipped going to the hanger that night as Jordana had wrapped Sora up into going further than either had before.
Well, I woke up alone staring at my cеiling
After that night Sora woke up alone in their shared bed. She had no clue where Jordana had ended up, and was weirdly too ashamed to go looking.
I try not to care, but it hurts my feelings
She later found out that Nya of all people had called her out for help on something. The black haired girl ended up spending the time interrogating Jordana half to death about her intentions with Sora. The most embarrassing part of that ordeal was the revelation that Nya knew the two got together. Sora was far too embarrassed to look the girl in the eyes for a week after that.
You don't have to stare, comе here, get with it
The two girls got very awkward after the incident with Nya. A painful mix of shame that the older woman knew, and shame from their time in Imperium where sex and queerness were completely taboo if not outright shunned.
No one's touched me there in a damn hot minute
The two girls took a long time, and a lot of hard conversations to feel normal with even the slightest intimate moments again. It wasn’t fun for either but Jordana took it harder having been in the grasp of Imperium for a longer time. She was thankful that Sora was still with her every step she took.
And baby, don't you like this beat? I made it so you'd sleep with me.
Eventually the girls planned to sleep together once more. waiting until the monastery was empty. They started with a normal dance session like normal until to Sora’s surprise Jordana was the one to ask to do it again.
It's like a hundred ninety-nine degrees. When you're doing it with me, doing it with me
Sora couldn't say no to the girl she loved so much, so the two girls took their time, softly showing eachother how much they love one another.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! Snap and clap and touch your toes. Raise your hands, now body roll. Dance it out, you're hot to go!
The two kept dancing in the hanger until Sora’s self made radio finally gave out on them one night after the Ninja’s fight of the week.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! Snap and clap and touch your toes. Raise your hands, now body roll. H-O-T-T-O-G-O!
Jordana hated those fights. She was never a part of them, she couldn’t keep up with the others and didn’t have any kind of power. She hated how battered Sora would show up, especially after a particularly rough fight. She was just glad that Sora would let her take care of her.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!
The stubborn girl would either give in due to pain or tiredness, but Jordana cherished the intimate moments of wrapping up a bandage or cleaning a wound for her lover. It was a form of intimacy that no one would bat an eye at. It held as much weight as sex,but to Jordana it had significantly less pressure.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!
The two still spent every waking moment together. Small things, like Sora teaching Jordana about things completely foreign to the girl, such as videogames and passive collecting of items like books and trinkets. Jordana, while overwhelmed, enjoyed this type of freedom.
What's it take to get your number? What's it take to bring you home?
Others had tried hitting on Sora every once and while the two were out together. Very few seemed to assume that the two were dating. This irked Jordana, a strange anger she harbored deep within her. It wasn't directed at Sora, rather at those who’d slip the pink haired girl their number or give her a rather flirty compliment. Jordana hated it.
Hurry up, it's time for supper! Order up, I'm hot to go.
Despite these occurrences Sora stayed anchored to Jordana’s side. Loving the girl at an overwhelming rate. She eventually found out about Jordana’s feelings for those who hit on her relentlessly.
What's it take to get your number?
Frankly it flattered Sora that Jordana was possessive over her. It felt nice to be so purly wanted after a lifetime of feeling like those around could only feel disdain for her.
Hurry up, it's getting cold! Hurry up, it's time for supper! Order up, I'm hot to go!
The two somehow ended up with more free time. Spending more time out of the monastery, getting Jordana used to a non obsessed life where everything she did was assigned to her. Jordana ended up falling in love with the crossroad, the chaotic and free space that it was, a polar opposite to Imperium.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go (Oh, yeah)
The fair came around again and the girls stayed out until the early morning having fun. Both girls, completely free and completely carefree.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go (Hot to go)
It felt nice. Jordana finally felt accepted without some string attached as Sora braided her hair for a day at some tucked away beach that Nya insisted that they take a girls trip to. Sora thought it would be fun and a better way for Jordana to bond with the other two girls in the house Nya and Wyldfyre.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go (Oh, yeah)
Jordana had never been to a beach before, but did have to admit that the one she was taken to was nice. The drive was long but filled with noise as her and the other three girls talked throughout the ride. Jordana couldn’t quite get along with Wyldfyre but she assumed they got along fair enough as she didn’t outright dismiss her.
H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go
While at the beach Sora had forced Jordana into the water, spending her day teaching the girl how to swim. Jordana, despite struggling, had fun. It seemed her need to outperform the punk hoard girl had dissipated as her callused hands guided her through the salty water.
Whew, it's hot in here. Is anyone else hot?
The girls left the beach when it became too hot, evident by everyone getting slightly sunburnt, somehow even Wyldfyre.
Woo, you coming home with me? Okay, it's hot. I'll call the cab.
Sora and Jordana once again sat in back. On the ride how Sora had fallen asleep, laid across the back of the car, head in Jordana’s lap. Jordana was contempt with it, fingers tangling in soft pink hair as she too drifted off to sleep.