“I know what you are.”
“Say it,” Michiru whispered. She’d tried so hard to protect this girl from the truth, but she couldn’t stay away. Not when danger seemed to lurk around every corner Haruka turned. At least now she’d know why Michiru stayed so distant, she wouldn’t worry something was wrong with her.
“You’re… a lesbian.”
Michiru stared. Haruka looked so proud of herself. “That’s not–”
“It’s okay, I’m gay too.”
No shit.
“You don’t have to hide it from me. And, if you wanted…” she kicked around some leaves with her toe as she stared at the ground. “We could maybe. You know. Go on a date. Or something. If you wanted.”
“Haruka. Haruka. That would be very nice, but that is not the issue here.”
She looked up. “Oh. Is it… is it your parents? Mine suck too, but–”
“I’m a vampire!” Haruka stared. “I drink blood. You never see me in sunlight, my skin is always cold. I’m a vampire.”
“Oh. Well. That’s cool too.”
Michiru suppressed the urge to scream.
Miles away from the wooden grove in which they stood, Mina felt an unexplained wave of validation.
Someone liked this old thing and seeing it again made me laugh, so here’s a reblog
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