HI HELLO YES! MAY I PLEASE GET A FIRST KISS FOR LEVY AND LISANNA PLEASE?
B/c I’m editing an amazing levanna fic right now, I’m doing this request a bit out of order. Y’all need to stop making me ship things. Shoutout to @tbehartoo as I jack her AU premise, which I’ve fallen in love with.
“This summer was exhausting,” Lisanna sighed contently, flip flops kicked off at the edge of the checkered pinic blanket and oversized yellow sunhat lopsided so it shaded them both as she leaned on Levy’s shoulder.
Levy blinked a bit owlishly, taken out of the pages before her, before her warm golden-brown eyes crinkled at the edges and her pink-glossed lips curled with a bit of a laugh.
“I did tell you I was going to show you all that Magnolia has to offer,” Levy joked back, turning her head to look.
Noses brushing, Lisanna froze, guileless blue eyes going wide. Didn’t they just laugh about that stupid cliche of having one’s breath stolen because Miss Love Interest was soooooo beautiful? Lisanna wasn’t giggling now, she was panicking. And to make matters worse, she could see Levy’s lips moving, probably asking why Lisanna was being such a freak, but all the young woman could hear was her own heartbeat slamming in her ears and all she could focus on was those tempting lips.
Swallowing her nerves, she licked her own lips, glad she’d been sucking a peppermint as an after lunch refresh -- no one wanted to taste like dill sandwich pickles after all -- and leaned in closer to whisper hoarsely, “You forgot something.”
“Wh-what? No I didn’t! We hit all the hot spots and...” Levy’s voice trailed off as Lisanna scooted closer, grabbing her book and pulling it in front of their faces. Not quite clued in yet to Lisanna’s intentions, she kept babbling even as her chin tipped up and her breath quickened, “...I made a plan and...”
The first brush was chaste, barely there, hidden behind a shield of paper and ink. The words stopped then, the book nearly toppling from nerveless fingers, lips and fingers busy with more important things.
It lasted seconds, it lasted hours, it lasted infinite, Lisanna didn’t know. Her first kiss, their first kiss, was it Levy’s first kiss? Soft, warm, spunky... it was just... Levy. The world was Levy and the lack of space between them and the taste of her gloss on Lisanna’s tongue.
“If your plan was to make me fall in love with you, it worked,” Lisanna grinned, lips burning, and ruffled her short hair with a mixture of elation and embarrassment as she pulled back to get a good luck at her handiwork.
If this was the best Magnolia had to offer, then Lisanna couldn’t think of anywhere else she’d rather be.
