6 Meimei and any fine lady of choice
honestly i cant think of who to ship meimei with, so i came up w a mystery woman!!!
6 - Write about an intense kiss between your ship.
In the City That Never Sleeps, the nightlife is where it is to die for. The rest of the crew arrived to their designated club after a crazy show, getting their groove juices to spill onto the dancefloor. Meilin tried to push the heavy door open, but of course, Tony had to open it for her. She was the first to arrive, with the rest of her minions bandmates following suit. The neon lights danced around the room, casting vivid hues on the sea of bodies moving to the rhythm of the music. As she navigated through the crowd, Meilin couldn't help but feel the electric energy in the air.
She found herself at the bar, ordering a Manhattan to steel her nerves. The atmosphere was charged with excitement, and Meimei was ready to set loose. Drink in hand, she made her way to the dance floor, where the sea of bodies was in constant motion. She sees Ryan and Tony and made her way to them, seeing that they're the only two that will protect her (just in case some dickhead spiked her drink).
Meilin took a sip of her drink, watching the two having their little "dude-bro" moment of dancing on each other. How they managed to click without being in love, she doesn't know. She's aware of their benefits for one another, being that neither of them wouldn't shut up when she tried to go in the bathroom one too many times.
As the beats throbbed, Meilin moved with the music, losing herself in the vibrant energy. She felt her eyes on her. A man, she thought, a vile, disgusting, poor excuse of a man. When turned, she locked gazes with a enigmatic yet sexy woman. She is tall, with curves all in the right places and alluring brown eyes in the shape of almonds. Her hair is dark, long, and straightened, her skin in the color of chestnut, and her face painted in bold makeup. Her black dress hugs onto her curves, displaying her cleavage from the deep v-neck. Her eyes held a magnetic pull that drew the frontwoman in.
Meilin nudged Tony, shoving her Manhattan to his chest. The bassist was a bit bewildered that his bossgirl gave him her drink.
Without exchanging words, the woman joined Meilin on the dancefloor, seamlessly moving inn rhythm with her. The air was thick with anticipation, and as the base dropped, the two women shared an unspoken understanding. The dance became an intimate conversation, bodies speaking a language that transcended words.
Meilin's heart raced as the woman's hand grazed hers, sending shivers down her spine. the pulsating music surrounded them, drowning out the rest of the world. In the dimly lit club, their connection deepened, each movement conveying a shared desire.
Without hesitation, the woman leaned in, her lips capturing Meimei's in a passionate kiss. Her world faded away as the kiss deepened, the heat between them escalating. It was a moment suspended in time, the merging of two souls in the heart of the pulsating nightclub.
The kiss broke as the song reached another beat drop, leaving Meilin breathless and exhilarated. The woman offered a playful smile before disappearing into the crowd, leaving the frontwoman standing there, heart pounding, with the taste of her lips still lingering.
"Wheeeewwww, Meimei!"
Her head turned to see Ryan holding his phone in flash and Tony snickering behind him. Her face instantly turned red and stomped her heels towards him.
"HEY!! TURN THAT SHIT OFF!!!"
Like a kitten playing with it's toy, she reaches up high to snatch his phone from his hands, with the men laughing their asses off from her poor attempts to. It instantly ended when she stomped her heel onto the goth's toe, making him screech and drop his phone onto the grimy floor, shattering the screen. She snatches her drink from Tony's hand, chugging it all and going to the bar to order something stronger, probably ten shots of Fireball to forget the night.
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