Authors note: This is the result of what happens when I get sick. When I get sick I watch Wicked on YouTube- it always make me feel better. So now I'm writing a bunch of random, sappy drabbles that will drip in Fiyerba fluffyness. OK LETS SEE HOW THIS GOES!
Disclaimer: I don't own Wicked
Drabble #1: Takes place after As Long As You're Mine.
It was just perfect. Too perfect.
Looking at the man sitting in front of her she knew this was impossible, for someone like him to love someone like her. She looked at her hands. Green, green as sin… ugly… disgusting.
"Fae." His voice came as a whisper, bringing her back to reality. She looked into his kind, loving eyes- No! Impossible. Impossible to love me.
He was close. Too close. Slowly, he placed a hand under her chin, tilting her head back to capture her lips in his own…
"No!" she yelled, pushing him away from her. Shakily she drew a breath, she wanted to kiss him, she wanted to kiss him more than anything at that moment, but how could he love her? His words came back to her "somehow I've fallen under your spell" she closed her eyes, of course…
"I'm sorry, did I startle you?' Fiyero asked. Seeing the look on her face, he added, "Elphaba, what's wrong?"
"You're under my spell."
"What are you talking about?"
"How could you actually love someone like me? That day in class, with the Lion Cub, I must have accidentally put a spell on you it's the only explanation-"
Fiyero grabbed Elphaba by her shoulders and pulled her to him, filling in the gap between them and kissed her with passion. "Don't" he kissed her again with equal passion. "Ever" another kiss. "Say" another kiss "That" another kiss "Again" he said, the last word almost coming out almost as a gasp. Then he pulled her even closer kissing her again, full of fiery desire. Slowly Elphaba kissed him back, savoring the taste of his breath, and the feel of his hands tangled in her ebony hair.
After several minutes, they drew back, leaning their foreheads against each other's, looking into their eyes, each breathing heavily. "Why would you choose me?" Elphaba whispered when she had enough breath to string the sentence together.
"You're passionate in what you believe in," Fiyero began. "You're smart, you're caring, and you're strong, but gentle too." He smiled. "Your eyes are filled with emotion, and fire. Your smile lights up the world. All in all, you are beautiful Elphaba." His voice turned serious, "I am not under an enchantment. I love you, Elphaba."
"I love you too." Elphaba murmured, reaching out and touching his cheek. Fiyero grinned and captured her lips in her own.
PLEASE REVIEW! Ok yeah I was never good at ending fluff pieces. Please tell me how this was in your review. I think I shall post some more drabbles on this later. This is my project while I'm stuck in bed with a cold. And in case you are wondering, yes, I was listening to "As Long As You're Mine" the entire time I was writing this. REVIEW AND NO FLAMES!