Prompt: #90 - remainder
Title: First Kiss
Fandom: Wicked (the musical)
Pairing: Elphaba/Galinda
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 236
Prompt: #9 - discovery
A/N: Pointless fluff, set after 'Popular'. Sick of me yet? (Don't answer that)
“Where have you been?” Galinda demanded when at last Elphaba chose to return. She stood in the doorway of their room, wringing her hands, visibly distressed.
“Do you hate me still?” It wasn’t that ridiculous a question; they had been sworn enemies that very morning.
“I never hated you,” Galinda said gently. “I never knew you.”
“I don’t want you to hate me,” Elphaba mumbled, not showing any signs that she had heard Galinda’s response. She gave her a pained look before glancing away. Galinda sprung forward, taking Elphaba’s hands in her own.
“Then why run off just as I thought we were getting to be friends?”
Instead of replying, Elphaba took leave of her senses for the second time that evening, bringing her face close to Galinda’s and kissing her. Galinda froze; her first kiss! Too often she had lamented that such an event would never occur.
But at the lack of reciprocation, Elphaba began to falter. With a swift return to reality, Galinda hurriedly kissed her back. At first, it was sympathy that drove her: she didn’t consider the consequences of her action, she just didn’t want Elphaba to feel hurt. And to return a kiss wasn’t nearly as damaging as ignoring one was.
Besides...she was enjoying herself. Galinda slid one hand over Elphaba’s back, pulling her closer. She’d never even thought of such a thing before, of kissing Elphie.
She wondered why not.
Fandom: Wicked (the musical)
Pairing: Elphaba/Galinda
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 236
Prompt: #9 - discovery
A/N: Pointless fluff, set after 'Popular'. Sick of me yet? (Don't answer that)
“Where have you been?” Galinda demanded when at last Elphaba chose to return. She stood in the doorway of their room, wringing her hands, visibly distressed.
“Do you hate me still?” It wasn’t that ridiculous a question; they had been sworn enemies that very morning.
“I never hated you,” Galinda said gently. “I never knew you.”
“I don’t want you to hate me,” Elphaba mumbled, not showing any signs that she had heard Galinda’s response. She gave her a pained look before glancing away. Galinda sprung forward, taking Elphaba’s hands in her own.
“Then why run off just as I thought we were getting to be friends?”
Instead of replying, Elphaba took leave of her senses for the second time that evening, bringing her face close to Galinda’s and kissing her. Galinda froze; her first kiss! Too often she had lamented that such an event would never occur.
But at the lack of reciprocation, Elphaba began to falter. With a swift return to reality, Galinda hurriedly kissed her back. At first, it was sympathy that drove her: she didn’t consider the consequences of her action, she just didn’t want Elphaba to feel hurt. And to return a kiss wasn’t nearly as damaging as ignoring one was.
Besides...she was enjoying herself. Galinda slid one hand over Elphaba’s back, pulling her closer. She’d never even thought of such a thing before, of kissing Elphie.
She wondered why not.