hii!! if you’re still taking requests, could you please write more licorice x red velvet with romo fluff #9? ^^
ah redlico,,,, i missed u. its been a minute since i wrote fluff so i might be rusty, and these boys are also SUPER awkward dummies in general so. pls bear with meeeee
PROMPT: "Wait, back up, I thought you hated me? I mean, I definitely won't complain if you kiss me again, but I'm kinda getting mixed signals here."
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The Crimson General was different from the rest of Dark Enchantress' followers. The leader of her armies, he was a terrifying commander on the battlefield, or so it was said. Licorice had never actually seen him in battle.
He spent nearly all his time in the Cake Tower, the ovens churning night after night. The only time Licorice ever really saw him was during meetings, in which Dark Enchantress spoke to them all directly. Even then, he never spoke unless he had to, and was always the first to leave. He was never assigned any field missions like the rest of them, and it was easy to forget he existed.
Well. Almost easy.
For all that Red Velvet avoided the rest of Dark Enchantress' followers, the few times he did not were enough to send the dark sorcerer into a tizzy. For all the harshness in the heated looks that typically followed an attempt to talk to him, Licorice could not deny the terrible, fluttering, puppy crush he had on the other. For all that he was sure Red Velvet hated him, Licorice still wanted his attention.
Which led him to this moment, back against the wall and Red Velvet's entire body pressed against him, a hand cupping his face and a warm mouth pulling away from his.
The kiss hadn't really been much of a kiss. It was more of an awkward push of lips against lips, uneven and uncoordinated, like someone who was vaguely mimicking something they'd only ever seen before. It might have been Licorice's first kiss, but even he knew that it wasn't very good. He'd always imagined his first kiss would be different, and yet, the fact still remained that he'd been kissed.
"What," he breathed, meeting Red Velvet's gaze, "what was that for?"
For the first time Licorice had ever known him, the Crimson General faltered and his glare broke into something uncertain. "You were talking too much. I- Should I not have done that?"
Licorice gaped at him. What kind of excuse was that? "If I knew that talking too much would be all it took to get you to kiss me, I would've never shut up before now," he said, incredulous and staring. Red Velvet blinked. "I'm getting mixed signals. I thought you hated me?"
"I feel no such way about you," Red Velvet said, brow furrowing. He actually looked upset at the notion. "I rather quite like you. You're the only one who speaks with me, even if for but a moment."
Oh. That was... kind of sad. Was Red Velvet lonely? "Then why do you glare at me so much?" Licorice argued, narrowing his eyes. "Don't get me wrong, I will not complain if you kiss me again, but I feel like I missed a few things."
"Glare at you? I don't do that," Red Velvet said. "Did you think I was? Is that why you skitter off like a kicked cakehound whenever I look at you?"
Licorice blushed, averting his gaze with a huff. It was partly that, but also partly because he didn't trust himself not to act stupid when Red Velvet gave him his full attention. He'd been misinterpreting the looks this whole time.
"Licorice." A hand turned his face, still cupping his cheek. Red Velvet looked directly at him, beautiful and focused heated attention, and Licorice tried to maintain a state of coherency. "I like your company."
"Oh," Licorice said, dumbly.
"I would like to kiss you again," Red Velvet told him, eyes flicking from his down to his mouth. Licorice was thankful the other cookie was holding him up, the heat and weight of the body pressed against his an anchor, because he might have collapsed right then and there. "I'm afraid I'm not very good at it, though."
"Yeah, I figured that much out myself," the dark sorcerer said without thinking, and was treated to the sight of a tinting blush in Red Velvet's cheeks. "Not that I hated- I didn't hate it or anything! I was just surprised! I don't really know how to kiss either!"
"Well, I would still like to kiss you," Red Velvet muttered, looking around, "but the hallway does not seem like a good place to continue this."
Continue? Kissing him? Licorice stared, and Red Velvet met his gaze again.
"That is, if you wished to continue."
"Yes," Licorice blurted out, and Red Velvet backed away at his push. He grabbed the General's hand, looking at him. "Yes, I- my room."
A little smile played at Red Velvet's lips, and Licorice wanted to kiss it.
"Well," Red Velvet said, clasping their hands firmly together. He lifted their joined hands, brushing a soft kiss to the back of the sorcerer's, and Licorice felt his heart skip a beat. "Lead the way."
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