rose weil and daphne kluger oneshot/drabble
pairing: rose weil x daphne kluger
warnings: this is my first fic, suggestive ig (from my perspective)
tags: oneshot, drabble, kissing, hickeys, lowk fluff idk, kinda rushed imo but wtv,
wordcount: +700 words
a/n: this is my first fic so pls bare w me. wrote this cuz there are way too few fanfics abt them. inspired by klaroline on ao3.
rose wanted them to be discreet at the beginning. don't be too obvious, don't look at her for too long, don't let touches linger.
but daphne loved showing everyone what was hers, and it was getting hard for rose to resist but of course, everyone caught on even before they got together. at least for lou and debbie.
and just like daphne said before, rose can't act. the shorter woman always paid extra attention to her sketches once the actress entered the loft, which was more or less pretty rare considering she is a booked actress and debuting director.
she'd stumble over her words whenever daphne was mentioned in a conversation or how her ears would turn red whenever daphne would look at her for too long or smile at her to brightly.
the two women immediatly noticed the shift from rose, knowing looks and smirks were exchanged between them.
they suspected rose for her feelings for her client. and also that she's trying to avoid them, wanting to keep everything professional between them even though that line was blurred the moment they successfully pulled off the biggest jewellery heist in modern history.
after one their countless makeout-sessions, rose looked at herself in the mirror in daphne's bedroom, trying to wipe off the red lipstick left by her lover with some cotton pads.
"you dont always have to wipe em off, you know?" daphne's eyes traced the marks she left, leaning with her back against the vanity.
rose stopped for a brief moment, feeling her cheeks heat up under her gaze before continuing. "i have to go home and finish some sketches." she said but daphne saw the way her fingers trembled a little.
as in home, she meant lou's loft building. daphne smirked and suddenly cupped rose's cheeks, leaning down to pull her into a sweet, loving kiss.
rose let out a surprised gasp but returned the kiss, feeling daphne smile into it. the kisses turned into fast small pecks all over the place. her nose, cheeks, and forehead were tingled by the electric warmth from daphne's contact.
"daph—" she gasped once again as she felt one of daphne's hands snake behind rose's neck.
"shh, baby." daphne whispered in her ear before kissing her hard.
rose whimpered under the kiss and lowly stood up from the stool, hands finding the taller woman's waist. daphne moved lower to her throat, knowing very well that she still had some red lipstick, only making rose do more work to remove them.
the brunette guided them to her bed, making rose hitting the edge and eventually fall on the soft material, daphne following instantly.
"i really need to go, daphne." she groaned once she felt the teeth sink into her skin, back arching slightly against the bed.
"just a little more, my love." daphne continued to kiss and bite, that'll definitely leave a mark.
by the time daphne is really done, rose's throat cant be saved anymore. leaving one last kiss on the hickey, daphne hummed approvingly and leaned back to admire her work.
"now we can go back at lou's." she grinned and got off to the side. rose turned her head to the full length mirror to see her throat had been very much attacked by the actress.
she examined her throat, bringing her hand up to touch them. "dont worry, you can use the expensive makeup to cover them up." daphne said proudly.
rose could only look shyly away before walking back to the vanity, lowering herself on the stool and began to remove the lipstick stains again. "back to square one." she sighed, making daphne chuckle.
everyone put two and two together once they noticed the red stain on rose's yellow blouse collar and the red lipstick on daphne's lips, debbie even commented on it.
"i see youre experimenting with colours, rose. i like that." debbie said, pointing out all the reddish spots while walking up to the couches. daphne seemed unbothered by it, walking to the kitchen for some drinks but rose was confused but tried to play into it.
"yes, colours. i need more of that in my works." she nodded, not noticing how constance and nine ball each give amita 10 dollars.
