Requested by: gaymirajane
Prompt: First
No doubt it was freezing and certainly was below zero. The fur that lined her puffy jacket had barely kept the warmth inside. The chilly tundra winds taking away what little she had. At this point, Lucy was on the verge of calling Horologium out.
But if Minerva could brave on the everlasting frost, then she would too. There was no way that she would let her girlfriend brave the winter all by herself.
"Where are you taking us?" Lucy whined aloud, rubbing her hands against her forearms in order to create any type of friction. Their hike up this snowy slope exhausting as the tread through the thicket of accumulated frosty snowflakes.
Minerva's eyes were mused with a small pity as she watched Lucy crawl through the snow. She pulled herself from the evergreen's trunk, taking her hand within her own. Their wool gloves providing a new renown warmth. Her scare touches always filling Lucy with a fire; an unknown electricity zipping through her at any form of contact.
"You'll see soon, we're almost to the top." The smallest of a smile quirking at the side of her mouth as she lead the rest of the way.
She could feel her eyes widen as the widest array of pastel colors cascaded and danced across the sky. Her exhale of cool air a gasp at the marvelous sight. Lucy had heard of the aurora borealis before but she didn't think that this region of Fiore could provide for its exhibit.
The fingers wrapped around her own gently squeezed down, pulling her into Minerva's side. Her girlfriend's other hand lightly tapping her chin. Lucy immediately closed her mouth, the warmth blooming in her cheeks.
"That was the look I was hoping to see." Her voice relaxed, hazel eyes darting between the prancing spectrum and Lucy's astonishment. "I thought it would be nice of us to have our own first experience."
Now Lucy was stunned, they had been dating for almost a year and had already had so many "firsts" as she put it. "But Minnie," Minerva's cheeks flushing at the nickname, "we've already done so much together."
She shook her head slightly. "No Lucy, this is a very first for the both of us. Neither of us have seen this before."
Minerva was not one for romance but those very words made Lucy's heart melt. Standing on her toes, she pressed her chapped lips against her frigid cheek. The two leaning against one another in winter's harsh mistress, watching the greens and pinks leap and twist across the great blue sky. Every single constellation known to man, hanging in Fiore's northern hempisphere.