Jazz's Dorm (Lani and Obliv) [Finished]

Jasmine smiled, "Then it stays like this for now." She whispered, giggling to herself and blushing at the sound. "I don't want to scare you."

Claire nodded in agreement, taking a moment to run her eyes down and back up her body. "Y-Yeah..."

Jasmine laughed. "Did you ever save my number...?"

Claire shook her head, her blush starting to fade. "I-I can get it from S-Sarah..." She let out a shaky sigh, and then a nervous chuckle. "I-I'm s-sorry if I made you u-uncomfortable..."

Jasmine laughed, "I'm not uncomfortable." She said, smiling. "I can give it to you again?"

Claire nodded, slowly pulling out her phone and offering it to Jazz. She looked away, her cheeks starting to blush again. She went for one of her hoods drawstrings, but instead encountered her hair, slowly starting to twirl it around her finger.

Jasmine giggled, opening up her contacts list and adding in her information, including her email, IMs, and dorm number for future reference. She handed the smart phone back, smiling. "You look cuter with your hood down."

Claire's blush darkened just a bit at her compliment, and she heard herself blurt out. "Y-You always look cute..." A look of absolute embarrassment crossed her face, and she buried her head in her hands, her hair falling down to frame her head.

Jasmine giggled, blushing and shaking her head. "Thank you, Angel." She reached out, pushing the girl's hair back. "Don't hide."

Claire slowly dropped her hands. She looked away from Jazz, too embarrassed, if the state of her cheeks were any indication. "I-I'm sorry..."

"Don't apologize to me. It's your face, your body. Apologize to yourself for not allowing it to have the attention it deserves." She smiled, sitting up before looking towards the sketches. "I'm thinking of letting Tony pick my next one..." she said, absently. "I get themm to remember friends, especially. He gets to pick his own. We're going this weekend... do you want to come?"

Claire nodded, giving a small smile. "I-I'd love to..."

"Alright." She said, smiling. "It's going to be on my back, leg, or arm... I'm not sure which yet. Just a fair warning."

Claire nodded, interlocking her hands in her lap. She looked down at her feet, unsure of what to do or say next. She felt her phone buzz in her pocket, and she sighed softly. "T-That's probably Sarah..." She looked up, smiling somewhat sadly. "I-I don't w-want to go..."

Jasmine smiled, reaching out to take her hand. "You can come by whenever you want to. I leave my door open whenever I'm here. And you have my number now." She smiled, "Call or text me whenever."

Claire's smile became somewhat brighter, and she squeezed Jazz's hand. "I-If I'm not at the Academy, or out, I-I'm home. S-Stop by sometime?"

Jasmine smiled and nodded. "Don't be. Surprised if I pop in at random times, though." She laughed, "Ican be a bit scatter-brained and eccentric... I lose track of time a lot."

Claire stood slowly, smiling and nodding. "Just knock, a-and I'll answer..."

Jasmine nodded and smiled, standing up and leading her to the door, planting a kiss on her forehead. "Text me when you get home, 'kay?"

Claire's cheeks flushed, and she leaned in, briefly touching her forhead to Jazz's. "I-I will..."