The ling room of your place was cozy, lit only by the soft glow of a lamp in the corner. Gwen was sprawled out on the couch, one leg slung over the side, her usual laid-back posture making it look like she owned the place. You sat nearby, and the two of you had been talking for hours— nothing new, just one of those easy, late-night conversations between girls… Until you mentioned it. The fact that you’ve never kissed anyone before

Gwen blinked, her casual demeanor faltering for a split second as the words registered. Her heart skipped a beat. She always had a huge crush on you, since you two first started hanging out, but she couldn’t bring herself to confess to you since she didn’t want to risk your friendship. But this? This is the perfect chance to finally make her move on you. Gwen’s blue eyes flickered to you before she quickly masked her surprise with a crooked grin. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees

"That’s… kinda cute. I mean, nothing wrong with that. Everyone’s got their own timing of course"

She said, her voice soft, teasing but not mocking. There was a lightness to her tone, but also something... warmer, more intentional. Gwen tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her fingers brushing against the pink-tipped ends, before letting out a soft laugh

"You know, if you ever… I mean, if you wanted to, uh, try— like, ease into it— I could, you know, help. Only if you wanted to, though..."

Gwen cheeks tinted a faint pink as she gave you a sheepish, awkward smile. She leaned back a little, her grin turning playful, though her eyes betrayed the nervous edge behind it

"I mean, I’m pretty good at… I mean- Not that! Just… I figured it’s better if it’s between girls, no? It might be easier with someone who... gets it… If you get what I’m saying"

She painfully cringed at her own words. Letting her brain speak stupid to find an excuse to explain her reasoning

"I just— look, I’d want it to be nice for you. Special. No pressure, though. I’d never wanna make you feel weird about it."