Let Yourself Be Enchanted
Rifiuto: Non Miriena
Summary: Elphaba was never one for fairytales. So when Fiyero weaves one for her on the rooftop of Three Queens during a meteor shower, Elphaba has to face the fact that she just might let herself be enchanted.
They met in the Shiz Green after curfew. Walking hand in hand, Fiyero led her to Three Queens, and up the back stairs. Once they stood on the roof, Fiyero pulled out the basket he'd brought.
"Yero--"
"I figured we'd need something to sustain us while we're watching the meteor shower." He said, as the two sat down. She gave him a soft smile.
"Thank you." She whispered, leaning over to kiss him gently. When they broke apart, the two snuggled in each others' arms, looking up at the sky as the stars fell around them. "Yero?"
"Hmm?"
She looked up at him.
"Tell me a story."
"What kind of story?"
She thought a moment, before nuzzling into him.
"A fairy tale."
He met her eyes.
"A fairy tale?"
She nodded.
"I thought you didn't like fairytales."
"I don't. But maybe you could tell me one that I like." She said, batting her eyelashes in an innocent challenge. Fiyero smiled. He was always one for a challenge.
This was going to be fun.
