five times kissed (make it fucking cute!)
meme
i.
the first time isn’t even real, of course. at least, it’s not supposed to be.
they weren’t even surprised once the script reached their hands. the fans had been asking for it for a while now, and the writershad to give them something. and what wasbetter than to have the two make out in thelocked supply closet? that would surely keepthem satisfied for the rest of the season.
they read it over and they memorize their lines, but they don’t talk about it, not even when the day finally arrived. she knows its coming and she’s prepared — she has to make the move — & as soon as the proper words leave his lips, she takes the queue but not before staring into his eyes for a moment with a smile. what’s a little more for the fans to cry over?
and then she does it ( she has to ) and her handsreach for his face to close the space between andit finally happens. she pushes him against the wall( the script told her to ) and smirks at the hands onher waist, in her hair, on her face. for a second sheloses herself, overwhelmed by how good he is andhow good it feels, before she remembers its all forthe camera. and she’s gasping for air when they’reinterrupted by a knock on the door ( just like it was supposed to be ) and she can’t help but secretly wish they would have to do just another quick take.
ii.
they don’t of course. it was “perfect” enough as itwas. the director said it was exactly what he wanted— raw and desperate, a real first kiss over two peoplewho had been pining for each other ever since they met. ( wonder how they did it so well ) and the entirecast congratulates them and jokes with them until theyleave the set. rapunzel catches him on the way out, &approaches slowly with a smile.
“so.. great job today. you were, uh – great. it was great.”
and she’s laughing at her awkwardness with a shakeof her head. when did she start sounding so much like him? but then again, it’s nothing new. they had always been awkward around each other. it had kindabecome their thing. so she just chuckles to herself before rising on her toes to place a kiss on his cheek.
“see you tomorrow, harvey.”
iii.
oh god. she’s drunk. it’s not like her and she can’teven remember the last time she’s done somethinglike this, but their show got picked up for a third seasonand everyone was celebrating, so why not her? and before she knew it she had downed a dozen shots. soon enough harvey is by her side ( probably had been all night ) and was leading her home, but onlyafter quite a bit of convincing. she’s laughing way toomuch for her own good, and her vision is blurry, but as he gets her a cab and she tumbles inside with his help,she sees way more clearly than she ever has. and maybethe alcohol was just the push she needed. so she reaches out for his hand before he can close the door.
“i like you. i really do.”
and she grabs his shirt and pulls him to her lips. it’sbarely a kiss because she’s smiling too wide andway too intoxicated to give him what she wants andwhat he deserves, but it’s enough for now.
“thank you.”
iv.
they’ve been together the entire day, chilling in hisapartment on their day off. it started as them tryingto run their lines for the next episode, but quickly turned into a let’s-share-embarrassing-stories andtalk-about-life kind of day. soon enough she’s sittingbeside him on the couch and laughing about some-thing he said and his smile is probably the cutest thing she’s ever seen and wow she’s completelyhead over heels for this boy.
she was staring, she knew she was, and he noticed it soon enough. when he asks why, she simply laughs and whispers “you’re an idiot,” before gently cradling his face and pressing her lips against his. it’s slow & tender, and everything she had wanted to say for quite some time. she deepens it with desperation before having to break away for air. her forehead rests on his, her hand still cupping his face, and her breathing is heavy, and her lips tingling.
“sorry.”
v.
“ha! suck it!”
she laughs as she runs off, her bare feet scurryingback to her home base. she hears harvey complainand claim revenge is in her future, but she can barelyhear him. she finally crouches behind shelter in thedarkness to catch her breath, a smile on her face likeit had been all day, all week, all year – before standingback up, ready for another fight. she barely makes itthree feet before she’s attacked from behind, arms grabbing her across her chest. she doesn’t even haveto turn to know who it is, so she chuckles and takesin his presence before facing him. his features glow only in the light from his vest, and she adjusts hisflower crown with a smile.
“you ready to become mrs. haddock?”
“i sure am, mr. haddock.”
and she kisses him, the biggest smile on her features,before slowly taking her gun and pointing it at his target and firing.
“oops!”
