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fic: Mary Janes
Title: Mary Janes
Series: Hetalia
Character/pairing: Belarus/Taiwan
Rating: PG
Word count: 528
Author's note: Author's Choice, Author's Choice, gothic lolita dress. this was the reference I used.
She'd led Meihua through the rooms, her hands laid over Meihua's eyes to prevent any peeking. Meihua was a notorious peeker, unable to keep her excitement over presents or any surprise. She was always so bubbly, happy and vivacious in ways Nataliya could never quite understand, always caught in her cold life.
"Are we almooost there?"
"Yes. It's a little further."
Meihua giggled, nuzzling back into her, and almost tripping them as they walked. Nataliya couldn't even find it in herself to be irritated at Meihua's silliness.
"Open your eyes," Nataliya said.
"For me? Really?"
There was a note of tenderness in Meihua's voice. Nataliya was still growing accustomed to all of Meihua's warm ways.
"Yes."
Meihua let out a happy cry and bounced, her flower barrette nearly falling off when she saw it.
"Ooooh, it's so pretty!"
Nataliya had set the dress up on a headless mannequin—she'd decapitated the mannequin herself when it'd stared at her too much while she slept.
She reached out to finger the material. The dress was black with white trim, and a row of bows going up the stiff front. Ruffles lined the skirt, with a white ribbon tied in the back. Below the dress was a folded set of thin stripped knee-socks, and Mary Jane platforms.
Meihua threw her arms about her, catching Nataliya so off-guard that they nearly toppled over for the second time that day.
"Thank you, thank you! It's so very cute! You're really brave to go out like that all the time, you know? Fuck everyone else, just wearing whatever you please, if they don't like it, they can talk to your knife..."
Brave? She had never thought of it, that way.
Meihua undid the dress from the mannequin, and started dropping her clothes right in front of Nataliya. She had on a matching red bra with gold flowers and a bow between the cups. She winked and giggled at Nataliya, who took a step back. Her face had grown hot.
"You're always so silly! You've seen me naked plenty of times, and yet peeling it off still makes you surprised."
Nataliya didn't reply, nor did Meihua expect her to. Meihua put the dress over her head.
"Zip it up, will you?" she said.
Nataliya compiled.
It didn't take long for Meihua to assemble the rest of the outfit. She joyously spun around, her long dark hair sailing out behind her.
"Come on," Meihua said. "Spin with me. Now we'll be a perfect match. We'll go out and everyone will look at you and say 'my, what a cute bride!'"
Nataliya smiled, ever so slightly and took Meihua's hands. Lace and frills melded together, the boards of her house turned to brown. The world outside was spinning away from them, until all she could hear was Meihua's laughter.
Even as she grew dizzy from this silly affair, she didn't stop.
Series: Hetalia
Character/pairing: Belarus/Taiwan
Rating: PG
Word count: 528
Author's note: Author's Choice, Author's Choice, gothic lolita dress. this was the reference I used.
She'd led Meihua through the rooms, her hands laid over Meihua's eyes to prevent any peeking. Meihua was a notorious peeker, unable to keep her excitement over presents or any surprise. She was always so bubbly, happy and vivacious in ways Nataliya could never quite understand, always caught in her cold life.
"Are we almooost there?"
"Yes. It's a little further."
Meihua giggled, nuzzling back into her, and almost tripping them as they walked. Nataliya couldn't even find it in herself to be irritated at Meihua's silliness.
"Open your eyes," Nataliya said.
"For me? Really?"
There was a note of tenderness in Meihua's voice. Nataliya was still growing accustomed to all of Meihua's warm ways.
"Yes."
Meihua let out a happy cry and bounced, her flower barrette nearly falling off when she saw it.
"Ooooh, it's so pretty!"
Nataliya had set the dress up on a headless mannequin—she'd decapitated the mannequin herself when it'd stared at her too much while she slept.
She reached out to finger the material. The dress was black with white trim, and a row of bows going up the stiff front. Ruffles lined the skirt, with a white ribbon tied in the back. Below the dress was a folded set of thin stripped knee-socks, and Mary Jane platforms.
Meihua threw her arms about her, catching Nataliya so off-guard that they nearly toppled over for the second time that day.
"Thank you, thank you! It's so very cute! You're really brave to go out like that all the time, you know? Fuck everyone else, just wearing whatever you please, if they don't like it, they can talk to your knife..."
Brave? She had never thought of it, that way.
Meihua undid the dress from the mannequin, and started dropping her clothes right in front of Nataliya. She had on a matching red bra with gold flowers and a bow between the cups. She winked and giggled at Nataliya, who took a step back. Her face had grown hot.
"You're always so silly! You've seen me naked plenty of times, and yet peeling it off still makes you surprised."
Nataliya didn't reply, nor did Meihua expect her to. Meihua put the dress over her head.
"Zip it up, will you?" she said.
Nataliya compiled.
It didn't take long for Meihua to assemble the rest of the outfit. She joyously spun around, her long dark hair sailing out behind her.
"Come on," Meihua said. "Spin with me. Now we'll be a perfect match. We'll go out and everyone will look at you and say 'my, what a cute bride!'"
Nataliya smiled, ever so slightly and took Meihua's hands. Lace and frills melded together, the boards of her house turned to brown. The world outside was spinning away from them, until all she could hear was Meihua's laughter.
Even as she grew dizzy from this silly affair, she didn't stop.