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Natsuki was totally okay. She was fine. She had the situation under control, she was not screaming over what happened yesterday and inwardly wanted to die.
So what happened?
Natsuki was enjoying a mug of warm chocolate in front of the fireplace. Normally Natsuki didn't have the time for that sort of thing, but today was a special occasion, and Natsuki figured that she might as well take a break when she needed it.
Monika's house was pretty huge. Then again, the girl was rich and popular, so it wouldn't be much of a surprise at the time. In fact, the girl in question had invited a bunch of friends to hang out at her place, which was why Natsuki found herself here in the first place.
The only thing she hated here was the mistletoe.
Oh, sure, Christmas was a holiday and everyone had to have fun- Natsuki knew that, and she didn't argue with it at all, but she just didn't understand how a person came up with the idea that you would hang a bunch of plants on the ceiling and expected people to kiss at random whenever they happened to walk under it. The guy who invented the concept, as Natsuki could tell, must've been pretty lonely his whole life.
So Natsuki was surprised when, all of a sudden, Sayori appeared with a long fishing pole, with a- was that a mistletoe attached to the hook?
And then of course Sayori proceeded to attack innocent people by forcing them to smooch- how? The cheerful girl kept reeling the string in and when the unsuspecting prey began to emerge into her line of vision( preferably with another person), she let the mistletoe fly into the air and the trap was set.
Natsuki sighed, rubbing her forehead. This was why she was reluctant to come to Christmas. Not because she hated to mingle with other social groups, but because of the elaborate pranks Sayori and Monika would play every Christmas from time to time.
And boy, was it horrifying to watch.
Monika had obviously joined in on the fun, using another fishing pole (seriously, where the hell did they even get them) and Natsuki made a mental note to avoid those two.
Sipping from her mug, Natsuki decided to hide out in a corner to avoid kissing any stranger might she fall into the trap. Unfortunately, Yuri had the same idea as well, hunkering down and taking refuge in a dark corner of her very own. Natsuki sighed again.
She decided that she would have no choice but to join Yuri. Despite her blazing fury and rivalry directed at the tall girl, Natsuki knew that she'd at least be able to tolerate thirty minutes in her presence. Maybe even thirty five.
Natsuki began making her way towards Yuri.
Yuri glanced up upon hearing footsteps- and her eyes widened when Natsuki stepped closer and closer.
"No!" Yuri mouthed, shaking her head.
What? Natsuki raised an eyebrow in confusion, and stepped another step forward. This time, absolute dread and horror began to appear on Yuri's face. Natsuki felt like she had the right to take offence to this. She knew Yuri hated her, but Natsuki wasn't that bad, right?
Yuri's eyes widened in horror- even more so as Natsuki grew nearer and nearer to her. Finally, she stopped trying to stop Natsuki from coming and had apparently taken to covering her face with both hands, posture full of defeat.
And then it swung in.
It literally swung in. Natsuki would say that Sayori had been waiting for her all along to take the bait, to which Natsuki responded with: what the actual fuck.
Because everyone in school knew that she hated Yuri. And Yuri hated her. The two literally clashed horribly against each other, and disagreed with almost everything. So Natsuki felt entitled, at that moment, to tiptoe and reach for Sayori's neck and snap it in half.
Sadly, Natsuki was short. And she couldn't bring herself to do that to Sayori, anyway.
Natsuki came to the final conclusion that Sayori, being the cheerful, happy-go-lucky girl that she was, had wanted Yuri and Natsuki to make up and be friends, seemingly because they were well-known rivals.
Well, it was a terrible idea, for one. Kissing somebody you hated wasn't going to wash all those problems away. Secondly, the kiss was going to be anything but awkward. Natsuki was short, and Yuri was extremely tall. It just. Wasn't. Going to work.
The mistletoe hung in the air, and Natsuki soon realised that the entire house had got really, really silent, almost as if all the people involved in the party but Natsuki and Yuri were in on this torturous act. Or maybe they were just waiting to see how the prank went. Needless to say, Natsuki noted that despite the fact that people were watching, approximately zero people had stepped up to say "Hey, Sayori wants you two to kiss, leave immediately".
And then the entire fucking house erupted into cheers. Like their birthdays had came early. Either way, Natsuki could be sure that everybody had completely lost their sanity and needed to see a therapist.
The mistletoe was still there, suspended by a piece of string, and Natsuki could swear that she could hear the plant mocking her. This was horrible. It was a breach of human rights. Natsuki felt infuriated that because of her height, she couldn't rip that damned mistletoe away and stomp it into the ground.
"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Sayori clapped her hands, and soon everybody else joined in. An audible groan slipped Yuri's mouth and Natsuki noticed that Yuri's hands were still on her face, which compelled Natsuki to do the same.
But she couldn't. Because it would show weakness. And the last thing she needed was Monika and Sayori to tease her for the next two years about how she chickened out on a kiss.
So Natsuki grabbed the neck of Yuri's sweater and-
Natsuki woke up, groaning.
The sound of the alarm clock would not stop. It just kept beeping and beeping and beeping and it was so annoying that Natsuki decided to shove it off the bedside table. Sadly enough, Natsuki was very tired and the tendrils of sleep were still clouding over her body, so the attempt failed as she merely jabbed her hand into the air instead, completely missing the target.
Groggy, Natsuki sat up in her bed, but her head was still spinning, so she laid back down again.
What happened yesterday?
It was almost like it was all a dream. Maybe it was. Maybe it was a silly dream and this whole time Natsuki had been worried about nothing. Nothing at all.
The alarm clock was still beeping away. Natsuki sighed, rolling her body across the bed, and hit the 'snooze' button.
Now that it was all quiet, Natsuki took her time sinking into her own thoughts. She remembered cheering- and applause- and something else that was significant enough to stand out in her mind, but she couldn't remember it. She felt the pressure on something on her lips- almost like-
-a kiss.
No. That could not have happened. Natsuki absolutely hated Yuri with a burning passion.
Natsuki yawned. She had too little sleep.
Just then, a buzz rang off from the side of her head. Upon closer inspection, Natsuki realised that it was her phone, and turned it on.
177 new notifications.
What the hell.
Natsuki flipped past messages like PETITION TO ALLOW STUDENTS THE RIGHT TO EAT IN THE TOILETS and omg im so drnunk whos nubmer is ttis and finally reached the source of the notifications.
Natsuki was surprised to see that majority of the messages had come from the literature club group chat. Actually, it was sometimes called "Doki doki literature club!!!!ヽ(*≧ω≦)ﾉ", courtesy of Monika and Sayori who occasionally changed the group name at times, and it was an endless annoyance for Yuri or Natsuki to change it back to its original name.
Sayori: NATSUKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sayori: I CANT BELIEVE U JUSG DID THAT OMMMGMFMFMMFMFMMFN
Monika: I took a picture!!!
Sayori: aaAAAAAA really????? gimme
Yuri: I can't believe I was coerced into this.
Monika: Just admit it. You liked it.
Yuri: The kiss was horrible. I hated it.
Yuri: I feel like you guys are into some kind of elaborate plan to pair me and Natsuki together. Not. Going to happen.
Sayori: SHES ONTO US!!!!!!!!!!! AB O RT
Sayori: this christmas has been great and i love you guys
Sayori: yuri you know that im like your favourite club member right
Yuri: Sayori what did you do
Yuri: Sayori????
Sayori: nothing!!!! nothing. nothing at all
Sayori: just know that i love you and whatever happened between us is forgiven
Yuri: Sayori what did you do?????
Sayori: so like remember when you let me borrow your horror book?? the one with the eye on it
Yuri: No!!!!! I didn't lend it to you!!!!
Sayori: well anyway
Sayori: i lent it to some other people
Sayori: so they drew on it
Sayori: bUT WAIT DONT SCOLD ME YET
Sayori: the drawings arent that bad
Sayori: they're like of circles and a looooong oval
Yuri: Sayori
Yuri: Are you describing a dick
Sayori: oh
Sayori: ....oh
Yuri: Whatever. I'm buying a new book. You can keep the vandalised one
Sayori: does this!!!! mean you forGIVE ME??
Yuri: No.
Sayori: Aw
Monika: Hey Yuri somebody took a video of the kiss
Monika: It lasted for five seconds. Aren't you happy?
Yuri: You even had the time to count????? How long the kiss lasted??? Why
Monika: It's my job as the club president
Yuri: That's it. I'm done. I'm leaving. Bye.
-today-
Natsuki: what the hell happened.
So the kiss was real.
Natsuki buried her face into her pillow, mumbling to herself. It was a show of pride.
So why, why did she feel all weird inside?
Natsuki felt like she was having none of it. She sat up, deciding what to eat for today, and got to her feet. Today was the day for the club to meet, and Natsuki would not be surprised if this was another plan to play another horrible prank on her and Yuri.
She checked the clock.
She still had plenty of time.
She was going to meet Yuri today.
It was going to be fine.