[LWA, Diakko, Fluff, Established Relationship, Akko Gets Glasses, Oh my God Help Diana] AO3 Link
Summary: Wherein Akko gets glasses and the matter of Diana's opinion on them is of utmost importance.
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This was way past the point of deniability.
She didn’t think her vision was that bad, but after a quick trip to the optometrist and the shocking reveal of how sharp the world actually looked to everyone else it became crystal clear to Akko. Pun intended.
The glasses were here to stay whether she liked it or not.
Her typical walk through the eastern wing of the dormitories came with newfound wonder and clarity. It was like turning up the graphics setting of her favorite game to ‘Ultra’—you didn’t think about how much better it could get until you saw it! She could read the signages down the hall with little to no effort (she used to think they were just far away), and wondered if the view of the courtyard was always this good.
She was advised to break them in slowly, but after the initial dizziness of the first half-hour her eyes seem to have adjusted to them quite well. She huffed, wrinkling her nose. There was an odd feeling of weight on the bridge that was bothering her.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!”
Akko blinked, pulled out of her musings by a very confused Amanda.
“Something looks different.”
“You don’t say.” Akko laughed.
Amanda narrowed her eyes, gesturing all over her. “No! For real! Something is off. Why do you look smart?”
“What is that supposed to mean?” Akko pouted.
“Shit, are those glasses?” Amanda leaned forward, smirking. “New look to woo a Cavendish heart?”
Akko giggled. “Don’t get me started on her. I’m probably going to get nagged because she was right about me reading in dim lighting this whole time.”
“Nah, I bet ten pounds she’ll say it’s cute.”
Akko shook her head with crossed arms. “Nope! I know better than to get into a bet with you.”
Amanda laughed. “Look at that, character development!”
“I now have all the wisdom that wire-framed lenses have to bring.” Akko said pointedly, throwing an exaggerated I’ve-got-my-eyes-on-you gesture towards her friend.
“I take that back though,” Amanda scratched at her chin, thinking. “She wouldn’t say ‘cute’, that’s too normal of a word. Bet she’d say some shit like ‘beauteous’ or something.”
“Wait—that’s a word?”
“Apparently!”
Akko shook her head. “She’d probably use something milder like ‘graceful.’”
“Radiant.”
“Comely?”
Amanda slyly raised an eyebrow. “Ravishing.”
Akko chortled, gently punching Amanda by the shoulder. “That’s it. Stop being mean to my girlfriend when she isn’t even here to defend herself.”
But their banter had left her with a light sense of curiosity. She strode towards the Blue Team dormitory with purpose, eager to collect Diana's most esteemed opinion.
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“So I think it went better than expected!” Akko barged into Diana’s room with a skip in her step. “Well, in the sense that even though my eyesight did turn out to be bad it isn’t that bad. So no need for lenses like Professor Chariot’s—by Jennifer those lenses are thick. Like. Thick with two c’s kind of thick.”
Akko kicked off her shoes, tiptoeing on the carpet around Diana’s desk. She wrinkled her nose again—this is probably going to be a habit, huh—and continued with her rambling. “Anyway, I saw Amanda and she said it was weird that I looked smart which was totally uncalled for but also, like, is ‘beauteous’ really a word? And then we wondered—” Akko set down her things, taking off her travel coat and folding it neatly to settle on the foot of Diana’s bed. “—well,” she stuttered, wondering why it was that Diana seemed unable to even bother speaking up to say hello.
With a bit of flair and showmanship, she finally turned to face Diana.
“What do you think?”
At first she thought she was too busy studying to listen, but it seems Diana had been quietly looking at her the whole time.
“Diana?” Akko inquired softly, feeling self-conscious under the curious weight of her partner’s gaze.
Diana opened her mouth. Closed it. Blinked as if to shake herself out of a stupor, and then opened her mouth as though trying to say something again. All of this was accompanied by an endearing dusting of pink along her cheeks. Akko could see that she had dropped her attention in the middle of taking notes, the perfect script unraveling into a tapered line that ran towards the edge of the parchment.
“Uhm. Do you…” Akko rubbed at the back of her neck, smiling sheepishly. “…like it?”
Diana leaned back against her chair, turning to face Akko while reaching for the cuff of the younger witch’s sleeve. “A—” Diana began, blue eyes looking up to meet Akko’s but failing to complete her attempt at a sentence.
Akko furrowed her eyebrows. "You okay?"
The gentle grip on her sleeve was gone, replaced by a firmer one that pulled Akko in by the collar.
Oh!
“Dia?”
At eye-level with one another, Diana moved her hand up to brush against Akko cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear before pulling her in gently, firmly, for a kiss.
Akko smiled against the woman’s lips, shoulders shaking in soft laughter because her glasses were awkward and inconvenient and very much in the way. But she kissed her back anyway, giggling and breathing in the moments in-between.
She pulled away. “So my guess is you like it.”
Diana's answer was to pull her back in.
She’d have to tell Amanda that neither of them were right—apparently Diana had nothing to say.
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A/N: Hello, I live. I'm always thinking of glasses Diana but now I am thinking of glasses Akko and if I could pull of writing a one shot where Diana doesn't even say a (full) word hehe
