Tumblr Question: In the mood to write any Holtzbert story?
Hey you! Actually, I just wrote something new!
I had it on my laptop, it’s 6 chapters (which are all finished so yay for frequent updates) and I just posted the first one :)
Here’s the title and a little preview:
5 times Holtzmann tries to kiss Erin and they get interrupted and 1 time they don- no, wait, they still get interrupted but really.. who cares? (Certainly not Holtzmann)
Erin likes Holtzmann. She does. She likes how she gets so caught up in her work that she forgets to function like a normal human being. She likes how when she’s just tired enough she’ll let Erin take care of her, let her drag her away from her tools and onto the couch where Erin feeds her pieces of pizza. She likes when, in those moments, Holtzmann seems so vulnerable, and quiet. Erin often finds herself reaching out to touch Holtzmann, nothing too much, though. Just a hand on the small of her back, or reaching out to squeeze her hand only to leave their fingers laced together while Holtzmann lazily forces herself to eat more of the pizza.
She also likes when Holtzmann manages to get more than four hours of sleep, which is a lot for her, and then jumps around the lab all day, slides down the fire pole six times in a row, mostly to annoy Erin. Then she practically runs towards where Erin would be standing, asking her to come up to the second floor with her only to end up dancing around the redhead while she just rolls her eyes and tries to hide her smile. She always fails.
There’s this strange pattern between the two of them, with Erin blushing when Holtzmann is being her crazy self and flirting with her, only to gain confidence when Holtz is either sleepy or too distracted to notice. Only then, she’d smile a little brighter, dance along a little more, hold her hand a little longer. At first, she’s not sure if Holtzmann actually notices, because Erin doesn’t know if the blonde is aware of what happens when she lets go and Erin takes over. She likes to pretend she doesn’t know, because if she did it would maybe make her blush again, or she’d be scared again, and that meant that she wouldn’t be able to touch her anymore.
However, Holtzmann does know. It takes some time, but then she knows. She knows when Erin comes into her lab late one evening, a little after 10 PM. The others have eaten dinner hours ago. She’s aware of this because she vaguely remembers Abby calling out for her. She’s not that tired, not really. Today was a little bit of a lazy day, there were no new gadgets to work on so she’d just spend her time tinkering with Patty’s proton gun.
“Hey.” Erin suddenly says, Holtzmann not quite looking up from her work yet.
Erin mistakes this as Holtz being tired again, so she quickly walks closer and moves to stand next to the other woman. Without hesitation, she places her hand on her lower back, her thumb moving in small circles.
“Hi.” Holtzmann responds then, finally done with her work and looking up to smile brightly at Erin. Within a second, Erin jumps and moves away from her.
“Whatcha doin’?” The blonde asks now, her smile only widening.
“Uh-“ Erin stammers, because she has absolutely no idea what she should say.
Holtzmann squints her eyes, then widens them, as if it suddenly all makes sense to her. She leans back until they’re touching again, then turns her head around so she can wink at Erin. “I’m tired.”
The redhead blushes. “You’re not.”
“I can be. If you’d like?”
