Femslash February: Malira | Malia Tate x Kira Yukimura (Teen Wolf)
Requested by @cescalr
Coincidence is a word that Malia has heard a lot in her life. It was supposedly a coincidence when she just happened to meet Isaac in Paris the day that she arrived there. She's sure that was actually Scott's doing, not the universe. It was also supposedly a coincidence that Derek was staying at the same hotel as her during her weekend stay in Washington. She's pretty sure that was also Scott's doing, but also just down to Derek wanting to keep an eye out for her despite the numerous times she's told him not to bother.
In her eyes, coincidences do not exist. No divine intervention from the universe, no fate or destiny or anything like that. Just people and their actions. But when she walks into a bar in the backside of Arizona and the first person she lays eyes on is not a stranger, she wonders. Just for a second, she wonders if maybe all that science-y, philosophical stuff isn't complete bullcrap and maybe, just maybe, the universe does have some power to make things happen.
Because it's weird that after six years of trying to figure out where Kira went on her own, she has finally stumbled upon her when she wasn't even looking. But now she is. She's looking -- she can't stop, in fact.
"Kira!" she calls out before she can stop herself, but why would she anyway? Someone gets in her way and she shoves them roughly to the side, her heart skipping in fear of losing sight of her again.
To her relief, she's still there. Sitting at the bar with a backpack at her feet. Her hair is shorter. It's all Malia can focus on because it doesn't fit with the picture she remembers. She's even dressed differently -- she can't quite put her finger on what it is, but something is different. Too much is different.
Then Kira turns around and the way she looks at her isn't different at all, and suddenly it feels like there's a chance that this was meant to happen. This is where she was supposed to find her, at this time. She has no idea why but that doesn't matter. All that matters is that she is looking at Kira, and she is looking back at her. Maybe it's a coincidence. Maybe there's some kind of plan, but Malia only cares about her own.
She walks forward, shouldering people out of her way without taking her eyes off of Kira. Kira slides off of the stool, takes a step towards her, then Malia is in front of her and taking her face between her hands, and she's kissing her.
When she pulls back, she isn't sure what comes next. This is as far as her plan went, truth be told.
"Hi," she breathes out. "I missed you."
Kira blinks her big eyes back at her. Then she grins. "Me too."
