10: french kiss + Vilah (i googled 50s slang can you tell)
Vivian's grin won't go away as Lilah climbs into her car, her foot slamming on the gas before Lilah's door shut. "Burn rubber, baby!" Lilah shouted as they took off with a squeal and the two erupted into cheers, Vivian just barely managing to avoid crashing into someone as she turned the corner, glancing into her mirrors to make sure no one was trailing them - not that anyone would be. Their heist went off flawlessly, exactly how they wanted it to go, in and out in mere minutes. She bet no one had even thought to call the cops yet, still stunned that two women had managed to rob their macho-bar.
"We did it, we did it Vivian!" Lilah cheered beside her, bracing herself on the dash as Vivian veered around another corner and slowed down, once more checking for suspicious behavior behind them.
"I knew we could, we outsmarted all of them! Best team out there I tell ya', we can do anything. Hear me Lil? We can take on all of them." Vivian grinned, no doubt taking more than her fair share of the credit. She was the brilliant mastermind who had gotten away with murder before, after all, and this was only theft; much easier to run from.
"Pull in here, no one saw what car we left in, we're in the clear -" Vivian did as Lilah directed, pulling a sharp left into the alleyway that would lead them into their first safe spot, the plan A of hideaways. She killed the engine and looked at Lilah, an easy grin on her lips at the sight of her lovely lady looking all kinds of excited. "Whaddya say Lil, want to have a blast?"
Lilah looked up at the blonde, blinking innocently. "We already had a blast, what are you thinking of?"
Vivian laughed at her innocence, leaning over to her and placing a quick kiss on her pink lips, teasing her with a quick brush of her tongue before she pulled back.
"You're cruisin' for a bruisin' if you're goin' 'round kissing ladies like that." Lilah laughed before she, too, leaned into the girl, grasping her face lightly as she kissed her. This time is was Lilah who ran her tongue over Viv's lips, sending a shiver down her spine as Viv kissed her deeply.
"Bit fast there," Viv murmured, to which Lilah laughed, flicking the back of Viv's teeth. "You like it," Lilah replied, breaking the kiss for a moment before reconnecting their lips, hand sliding down to Vivian's shirt collar.
"Never said I didn't."
12: ghost kiss + Vilah + Bre sucks at writing srry
It’s meant to be a heist like them all, only in a bank instead of a store. It’ll be easy, they walk in, fire a warning shot, get the money, and leave. They’d done it a thousand times at a thousand places, never with this much money, but that was why they’d saved it for the end. Their last heist ever before they disappeared across the border and made a new life for themselves with their riches, leaving behind the Bonnie and Clyde life.
And it is, until Vivian wants to celebrate. This much money in one swift move, it made her ego swell, and she threw the money up in the air, kissing Lilah as it fell around them. Lilah was drunk on the moment and said nothing to stop her, laughing as Vivian threatened a man who had tried to move towards them. The mood, for them at least, was joyous, one of celebration, until they heard the police sirens.
Vivian froze in panic, but Lilah immediately started Plan B, stuffing all the money she could into the bags they had brought with them, keeping a gun aimed at the nearest person. “If anyone moves, I’ll kill her, don’t try me!” She shouted, voice nearly covering the sound of a gun going off. Nearly.
Vivian thought it was Lilah’s gun at first, until the bullet hit her. She fell back from the impact, hearing glass shatter as her shoulders hit the ground, followed by her head. Everything went black, and she heard a piercing scream, her name being screamed into the wind.
"Vivian, no!" Lilah raced to her girlfriend’s side, bare knees sliding across the floor. Blood was quickly pooling around Vivian’s body and Lilah was horrified to see that her hands were covered in the substance as she lifted them from the floor. She pulled Vivian onto her lap as best she could, cradling the girl’s head. "Viv, open your eyes, please. V, Viv, please-"
Vivian’s eyes opened, and Lilah gave a sob of relief, putting pressure on the bullet wound over her heart. “Hey baby, you’re alright. We’re gonna get out of here and I’m going to bring you to a hospital and we’re going to get out of here, alright?”
"Lilah," Her voice was soft, tongue flicking out to wet her dry lips. "Shhh. Please, just.. go. Get out of here. They’re going to come get you in a minute, get the money and go."
"No, I won’t leave you-"
"Give them hell for me, Lil… I love-" She blinked slowly, once, twice, before her eyes closed for good.
Lilah brought her lips to Viv’s, clutching her by the shoulders, desperate to feel any sort of response, desperate for this to be a fairy tale and for her kiss to heal her lover.
But Vivian did not wake, and Lilah sprang into motion, taking both her and Vivian’s guns. The police were still out there with nothing to protect them, and, well hidden, she got the guns into position and fired until they were empty.
When the shower of bullets were done, and the officers still left came charging in, they found the witnesses unharmed, and the two dead bodies of the wanted robbers.
