[HAWI]
"Turn it off so we can leave this palace by evening and go on that date, sweetheart," Ruru said and Hawi just nodded, before she smashed her lips on Ruru's, earning gasps from the crowd, but it wasn't surprising to their friends.
"Done," Hawi whispered when they pulled apart, their lips swollen. She looked so proud of what she had done and if there was a chance that she could do it again, Hawi would, with so much as a second thought.
As it was, an audience didn't really matter that much anyway, as long as she was the only one that Rukiya Greyson went soft on, and the one that Rukiya wanted to see all the damn time. Maybe they were obsessed with each other but who wouldn't?
They were Rukiya Greyson and Awuor Hawi Sicario, even the fates were probably a little delusional about their bond and what it would take to make them into what society hoped for. They were good for each other.
