Moonlight Nocturne

"Not yet; Mom keeps all the knives locked up." She rolls her eyes. "... unless I can get Nick to give me one. I really want a Bowie knife, we had an awesome vintage one in the shop, but Mom wouldn't let me have it."

 

"How much is it?" Miriam flips her hair over one shoulder, head tilted.

 

Elena perks up. "... Like forty dollars. Do you want it?"

 

"Yeah. I can do that." She tilts her head. "Is it really cool? It has to be really cool."

 

"It's pretty cool. It's got this weird antler handle and Mom thinks it might be Civil War period."

"... um. You could come see, if you want," she adds shyly.

 

"...when nick heads over tomorrow, I'll tag along." She grins, big and confident, then slings her arm over Elena's shoulder.

 

"... awesome." Elena hesitates nervously, and then leans in to kiss Miriam's cheek.

 

Miriam turns her head to redirect Elena's aim, then hauls her in closer.

 

Elena squeaks in surprise. It's pretty obvious that she's never done this before, but she'll follow Miriam's lead, returning her kiss, wrapping her arms around her.

 

Miriam pulls away after a few minutes, just a little pink in the cheeks and giggling.

 

Elena grins at her, quite red, and moves to lean into her side. "... wanna watch James Bond?"

 

"Yeah, but that means one of us has to get up." She pouts.

 

"..." Elena snuggles closer into Miriam. "I guess."

It's a long few seconds before she sighs and gets to her feet, yawning. Miriam is warm and comfortable and... and so cute. Like, so cute. And Elena thinks she likes her back, and her nerves still have her heart in her throat, because she's never done this before and she's afraid of messing something up.

 

Miri sighs, standing and stretching. "Uuuhm. Lemme see if I can get a few out? Do you want popcorn?"

 

"... popcorn sounds nice. I could... um, help?"

She's really not sure what she could do, but offering is second-nature. Mom and Peter work, and she... helps out. With whatever needs doing. And she kind of wants to stay close to Miriam if she can get away with it, anyway.

 

"Sounds good to me." Miri grins hugely. "C'mon, lets raid the kitchen stash."

She gleefully takes Elena's hand and pulls her towards the kitchen.

 

Nick looks up guiltily from his bowl of cereal... in the middle of pouring a can of Coca-Cola into it.

 

Elena squeezes her hand, smiling so wide her cheeks hurt. "Okay!"

She stares at Nick, obvious horror on her face. "... why??"

 

Nick goes a bright shade of pink. "I. Dude. It's. I like it, okay?"

 

Miri laughs. "You haven't seen half of the weird stuff he eats! I mean, turns out half of the stuff isn't that bad, but... hah. So. Popcorn... nachos? Huh. Maybe meat?"