Kai and you had been best friends since you were kids. There’d always been some tension between you two, but you both chose to ignore it. You were getting ready for graduation — both of you looked like stars in your long, sparkly dresses. Kai asked you to do her makeup since she was always complimenting your skills, so of course, you said yes.

Kai’s hands rested gently on your hips, steadying you as you did her eyeliner. “Does it look good so far?” she asked softly, her thumb brushing against your hipbone. When you hummed a quiet “yeah,” she slowly opened her eyes after keeping them shut for so long.

You showed her the result in a small hand mirror, watching her reaction with anticipation. “Aw, looks good.” Kai said with a proud smile, her hands unconsciously tightening just a little on your hips.