A/N: So half the reason this took so long was that somehow kissing happened and I couldn't write it. If it seems clunky or awkward, that's why.
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Paige and Emily stumbled blindly into the dark kitchen, completely wrapped up in each other, all lips and hands and breathy giggles. Neither one was paying much attention to their surroundings until Paige's hip collided with the stone bench-top. A resounding thwack echoed through the empty room, followed immediately by a loud groan from Paige. She gripped on to Emily, who was trying her best not to laugh.
"Are you alright?"
"Uh huh", Paige muttered through gritted teeth.
Emily pulled away slightly and placed a kiss just above Paige's eyebrow, murmuring against her skin.
"Are you sure? Cause you kind of sound like you're about to pass out."
Paige shivered, Emily's lips tickling her skin. "I'm tough, I can take it."
Emily laughed, she was sure that would have sounded more convincing had Paige not needed to hold on to her just to stay upright.
"Yeah, yeah, you're a real life Braveheart. Here, sit down."
Emily helped Paige slide herself down the edge of the workbench until she was firmly sat on the ground. As Emily tried to go in search of a light switch, Paige let out a whine and gripped tightly to Emily's hands, refusing to let go. Emily tried half-heartedly to tug her hands free, before giving up and plonking herself down next to her girlfriend with a huff and an eye-roll.
"You really want to sit here in the dark?"
"I do."
When Emily said nothing to that, Paige scooted over slightly, snuggling up to the other girl.
"Our eyes will adjust. Besides, I don't need to see you to know how beautiful you look right now."
Emily fought hard to keep from smiling at her girlfriend's cheesy line, burying her face into Paige's neck instead. "You're so lame."
"Yeah… but you're the crazy one who thinks it's cute."
Emily plucked her head up and eyed Paige for a few moments, a look of exaggerated consideration on her face. Paige grinned back at her but her smile began to falter as she waited for Emily respond. Seeing the panic flash across Paige's face, Emily gave in and turned to wrap her arms around the other girl's neck. She leaned in until she could feel Paige's breath on her skin, laughing lightly at the look of confusion on her face.
"You're right. I am a little crazy and I definitely think you're cute."
At that Emily leaned in the last few centimetres, brushing their lips together, her fingers playing absentmindedly in Paige's hair. Emily placed a soft kiss to the corner of Paige's mouth, delighted as the other girl sighed, a dazed smile forming on her lips.
"How do you do that?"
Paige spoke so quietly, barely above a whisper, that Emily was unsure if she'd meant to speak at all. Emily placed another kiss on the other side of Paige's mouth, murmuring against her skin.
"Do what?"
Paige shivered, the feeling of Emily's lips ghosting over her own being both too much to handle and not enough, all at once. She felt her eyes close involuntarily as she fought hard to control her breathing.
"That. You barely touch me and my head swims. One second we're joking around about how I just grievously injured myself…"
Emily pouted at her playfully and Paige elbowed her in the stomach before ducking her head shyly.
"…but then, the next moment, you kiss me and I just… my mind… it goes numb, and all I can think about is you. Kissing you. You manage to make me feel so safe and warm and comfortable… and enough, for the first time in my life. You're incredible, and it's too much sometimes, for me to understand."
Paige glanced back up to find Emily's eyes on hers; glistening in the moonlight finding it's way in through the kitchen window. Paige instinctively brought her thumb up to wipe a stray tear from her girlfriend's cheek, concerned until Emily let out a watery smile.
"God, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry. I promised there'd be no more tears toda-"
Emily brought a finger up to Paige's lips, cutting her off.
"I love you, Paige. Like, really freaking love you. Please don't ever forget that."
Without giving her a chance to respond, Emily clasped her hand in Paige's hair, pulling her closer before crushing their lips together. Paige's hand subconsciously found their way to the hem of Emily's shirt as she lost herself in the kiss. She almost moaned as her fingertips slid under the edge of the fabric, Emily's skin fluttering under her touch.
…
"So… who wants to be the one to go and rescue my alcohol?"
Without blinking, Aria stuck her hand in the air, her other hand dropping her cards in a heap in front of her. "I nominate Hanna."
Hanna glared at her friend, throwing her cards on top of the pile. "Aria! It's Spencer's booze, why do I have to be the one to go in there? They could be doing anything."
"It's a kitchen Han, I very much doubt they're going to be going at it on the floor."
"Uh huh, you go in there then."
Spencer opened her mouth to speak before rolling her eyes and picking up the pack to shuffle. Hanna smirked, feeling pretty triumphant for just having won an argument with Spencer. Aria laughed at her friends, glad that at least she had their ridiculousness to amuse her while they waited for the other two to return.
"Another round, then? Spence and I are still tied for Uno champion of the universe."
…
Back in the kitchen, Paige and Emily were sprawled on the floor, oblivious to the world around them. Paige had managed to manoeuvre herself on top of Emily, who was trying her best to remember to breathe as Paige's fingers trailed up her sides. Paige shifted so that she could get better access to Emily's neck, determined to leave her mark as she kissed along the soft skin she found there. Paige's movements, however, caused her thigh to slip between Emily's and she was abruptly pushed to the floor.
"We need to stop."
Slightly stunned, Paige sat up and brushed her hair from her face. "Uh, okay. Sure."
Emily stood up, slightly out of breath as she laughed at her girlfriend's adorable this-is-not-a-pout face. She extended her hand, pulling Paige to her feet and moving in for one last kiss. Paige smiled against Emily's lips, laughing when Emily broke the kiss and took two very deliberately steps away.
"Sorry, that was amazing, you're amazing, but the way we were heading..." Emily shook her head, trying to clear the haze from her brain. "When we do, actually uh, do that, it will not be on your kitchen floor and I very much hope my friends will not be in the next room."
Paige blushed, delighted in just how flustered she'd managed to make her girlfriend.
"Okay, so no more of that then. In that case…" Paige cautiously navigated herself around the kitchen counter, glad when she managed it without bumping into anything else. She rifled through the cupboard until she found the bottle of vodka she was looking for, dangling it in front of her so that the liquid sparkled in the moonlight. "…let's go back and join the party."
