Notes: Just a collection of drabbles/ficlets for this wonderful ship. Maybe connected, maybe not.
She tasted like strawberry.
It was the first thought Cana had since she'd dropped the drunk and stumbling Lucy off at home. Since Lucy had lurched into her, their mouths clashing together in something that could barely be considered a kiss.
Strawberry, and the sharp bite of alcohol.
Lucy had giggled when she pulled away, pressing her fingers to her lips with a quiet oops.
"You'll regret it in the morning," she'd told her, but Lucy had just smiled a secret smile. Like she knew something Cana didn't.
Cana had just shook her head, ushering Lucy inside and to her room.
Lucy immediately dropped face first onto her bed, muttering something undecipherable before falling into a deep sleep, and Cana had pulled off her shoes. She wrapped a blanket over her shoulders and paused, brushing some loose hairs from her face. She bent slowly, pressing a soft kiss to her temple.
She left with a murmured sleep well, wondering if Lucy would even remember the kiss in the morning.
Cana knew she'd never forget.