Sophie ❤ Grace
If it were anyone else, Grace truly would’ve griped at the length of the hug but when it came to affection with Sophie, she loved it. Once they were inside, she let out a snort at Sophie’s dramatic flop. The girl was her opposite for sure, sorta loud and a love for being as dramatic as possible. Only on her was it endearing.
The blue-black haired girl considered it for a moment, only to tease her girlfriend, then a small smirk came to her lips. “That’s fine, you know. As if I wouldn’t want to watch movies and chill on the couch with you.” She slipped down next to her, putting her hand on the blonde’s. “I’m glad you did, Soph. Honestly, I sorta don’t ever care what we’re doing it’s the fact I’m here with you.. You know?” She’d punch anyone who ever tried to tell her how mushy she was with Sophie, despite knowing it herself. The pink-loving girl turned her into a complete sap.
Sophie readjusted her body so that her legs were underneath her. “Yeah,” she smiled brightly. Something about Grace made her inexplicably nervous, despite that everything the girl said should have been calming. To most, the thought that Grace could be so kind and sweet would have never crossed their mind, but she really was; at least, around Sophie.
“You know, and I just invited you over because I don’t like being home alone at night,” Sophie joked, even as she leaned into Grace’s space. “But now that you mention it, I suppose I do like spending time with you. A lot.”
