Dulce: 8 – A First Kiss

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So I know I said I wasn’t going to post the parts of my story, Dulce to tumblr until the first part was completed, but I got really excited with this prompt and it turned out to be one of my favorites so I wanted to share it! If you like what you read, please go read the rest on Ao3. And please feel free to leave some feedback – I’d love to hear what you think! Enjoy!

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Tags: Alternate Universe – High School, First Kiss, Teenagers

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“Alright, you two! Seven minutes on the dot, starting now!”

The door closes behind them, muffling the giggles now slowly quieting down, no doubt to be able to hear what would be happening inside.

Provided anything did happen inside.

He turns to face the other person he’s been thrown inside with, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the darkness of the stuffy closet. With the sliver of light coming underneath the crack of the door, he isn’t able to see much, but he does make out her long, dark brown braid resting over her right shoulder and the bright, pink shoes she’s wearing. He finds his gaze trailing up the length of her leg toward her skirt before he closes his eyes, chastising himself for falling for this stupid scenario. Is he really this weak?

“Sorry,” he mumbles, willing himself to open his eyes once more but staring hard at the floor. “I’m sure this was the last thing you were expecting when you came to this party, huh?”

There is only the sound of the stereo blasting music from the other room echoing dully in the small space until his partner shifts, sitting back against the stack of blankets behind her. “Not really,” she begins, her accent apparent. “Parties in Mexico aren’t like this.”

His palms are sweaty, he notes, as he rubs his palms against the carpeted floor underneath. “Yeah? What are parties in Mexico like?”

“Entertaining, for one thing.”

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