Hello!
This was written a few weeks ago for Lenalove 2018, but I ended up busy with other things and forgot to post it here and on FFnet. There was three days with one theme each, which were Friendship, Family and Romance. I am posting Friendship and Family as one story, though the friendship's drabble is a stand alone and so is the family one. The same way, relations are friendship/platonic in Friendship, while in Family, they are obviously familial.
The Romance drabbles will have their own story each on FFnet (as I can only tag four characters so I wouldn't be able to tag all of them), while on AO3 it will be one story with a chapter for each romance's drabble (since I can tag all characters and relations). There are in total four drabbles, three with the ships I ship/love most for Lenalee, and the fourth is an implicit aromantic Lenalee.
Fun fact: I also ship Alma/Lenalee, but I did not find inspiration to write something. I can see them bonding by sharing a friendship with Kanda (which can also make an OT3).
I hope you appreciate!
Butterfly's thoughts: No Romance
Lenalee watched with amusement as Lavi once again tried to steal Allen's food, her gaze sliding to Kanda, her fork finding her mouth faster so she could take a bit and muffled the giggle she felt rising at the twitching eyebrow from the swordsman.
It did not help that Link looked like he both wanted to be out of here and to bonk Allen's head, or that Marie did it for him, not sparring Lavi either. Poor Miranda though, but Lenalee could see the amusement that made its way into the woman's gaze, just like Krory's hesitant look had a little smile with it.
Lenalee wished for more of these moments, of these days they could laugh and enjoy life, no matter how hard it was, no matter how they fought a war.
Sometimes, she felt blessed to have found so many people that she wanted close, that grew to be part of her world. She felt that she had earned more than she dared to hope for, and that was why Lenalee fought so hard.
She had so much, and she wanted to protect it, to keep it.
And sometimes, it amused her that the one thing her brother seem to fear most, was not part of her world.
Lenalee had wondered, at times, if her heart had swayed toward someone. After all, love could form whether someone wanted it or not, even in the middle of a war. Or maybe, even more so in the middle of war.
Yet, even when she knew some could have captured her heart, it did not happen. Whether it felt more platonic, or simply that it never developped past friendship, Lenalee simply did not find anyone who truly brought romance to her heart.
And Lenalee felt she didn't look for it, either. Whether she did have crushes, or it had been a desire for platonic closeness, she could not know. Whether it was because she did not feel it, or because she felt she did not need it, romance was not part of Lenalee's world.
Not because it was impossible, but simply because Lenalee held no desire to look for it.
Love was in her life anyway, not romantic, but no less meaningful. And that was all that mattered.