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Tarot: Make Them Laugh (Original)
Title: Make Them Laugh
Fandom: Original (Peccadillo Parlour)
Pairing: Juliette Park/Jessie
Rating: general
Prompt: The Fool
Word Count: 250
Summary: Juliette's first kiss with a girl.
Contains: Underage drinking, homophobia.
The first time Juliette kissed a girl, it was because of the interactions between the spin of a wrist, the friction of the carpet, the vodka smuggled into the fruit punch, and the weight distribution of a full 0.5 litre bottle of Coke. Jessie groaned and covered her eyes when the bottle pointed at her. The others hooted and howled, and Juliette’s face grew hot with embarrassment.
The alcohol slowed her thoughts down, but she was still thinking, her panicked mind trying to remember what she’d learned about how to be cool in England. It was like that comedian had said on TV once: Never deny anything—amplify it.
“Go on, then,” said Juliette, leaning forward and making kissy noises at Jessie. Everyone laughed. Jessie swore like a sailor, climbed off the couch and crouched on the floor in front of her.
And Jessie knew the rules too, apparently, because she pressed up against Juliette and opened her mouth and licked her tongue, wet and ugly, drawing even more laughs. They parted with a smack, Juliette did her best to grin, and Jessie did a victory lap around the living room. More punch for everyone.
And maybe Juliette had had a little crush on Jessie before that game of spin the bottle. After that it was gone, and no-one would ever know. Jessie thought she was gross, an ugly thing, a joke to be played out in front of an audience.
There’d be other girls. She could wait.
Fandom: Original (Peccadillo Parlour)
Pairing: Juliette Park/Jessie
Rating: general
Prompt: The Fool
Word Count: 250
Summary: Juliette's first kiss with a girl.
Contains: Underage drinking, homophobia.
The first time Juliette kissed a girl, it was because of the interactions between the spin of a wrist, the friction of the carpet, the vodka smuggled into the fruit punch, and the weight distribution of a full 0.5 litre bottle of Coke. Jessie groaned and covered her eyes when the bottle pointed at her. The others hooted and howled, and Juliette’s face grew hot with embarrassment.
The alcohol slowed her thoughts down, but she was still thinking, her panicked mind trying to remember what she’d learned about how to be cool in England. It was like that comedian had said on TV once: Never deny anything—amplify it.
“Go on, then,” said Juliette, leaning forward and making kissy noises at Jessie. Everyone laughed. Jessie swore like a sailor, climbed off the couch and crouched on the floor in front of her.
And Jessie knew the rules too, apparently, because she pressed up against Juliette and opened her mouth and licked her tongue, wet and ugly, drawing even more laughs. They parted with a smack, Juliette did her best to grin, and Jessie did a victory lap around the living room. More punch for everyone.
And maybe Juliette had had a little crush on Jessie before that game of spin the bottle. After that it was gone, and no-one would ever know. Jessie thought she was gross, an ugly thing, a joke to be played out in front of an audience.
There’d be other girls. She could wait.