“ i don't want to be alone tonight. “
Wynne and Alya ówò
(you can choose who will confess lol)
You're blessing me
Prompt
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Alya leaned back, the fit of laughter taking her ability to sit upright. The night had taken her and Wynne places, namely the rooftop of a stranger's house, to look at the sky. Alya wiped her eyes, turning to look at Wynne. She was beautiful here, so much so it startled Alya. The way she fit so perfectly against the night sky, her fingers entwined with Alya's.
"What?"
"Huh?"
"You're staring, Alya."
Alya felt her face heat, quickly turning her face upwards again.
"You just. Look really pretty. Here. With me." Stunning, more like.
Wynne laid against the tiles next to Alya, admiring the sky with her.
"I really love the stars," Alya said after a moment, pretending the sky is what had her focus, and not the warm hand in hers.
"I never would have guessed," the sarcasm wasn't lost on Alya, and she playfully snatched her hand back, sticking her tongue out.
"You know what I mean. They're just...billions of miles away from one another. From us. And yet they're so cohesive, like they were meant to be where they are. Even if their destiny is a lonely one. It's comforting."
"Alya...you know you aren't destined to be alone."
"What? Yeah of course," Alya rolled her eyes, as if the idea was preposterous. "I know that."
They sat in silence a moment longer, Alya willing herself to find the words she was searching so desperately for. Wynne eventually sat up.
"It's getting late, I should get home."
"Oh. Yeah, of course."
Don't let her go.
"I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Couldn't get rid of me if you tried."
Tell her, you idiot.
"Goodnight, Alya."
"G'night, Wynne."
You can't lose her tonight. Tell her you need her.
"Wynne wait," Alya reached, capturing Wynne's hand again. "I...you....I don't..." She sighed.
"I don't want to be alone tonight," it was 'I need you' or 'I love you' but it was something. Wynne had to see that. Sweet, intelligent Wynne, she would know what Alya couldn't find the words for. "You can have my bed and I'll take the couch..I just need you close tonight."
She braced herself. Wynne would think she was moving too fast, or trying to be pervy. This is how she lost her. Alya saw it happen in slow motion before she felt Wynne's arms wrap around her. Relief flooded her, prompting her to bury her smile into Wynne's shoulder as she returned the embrace.
"I'd like that, Alya."
