A/N: ok, the long-awaited (yeah right) conversation between Elphaba and Mark. Enjoy the cheesy-ness -- even Elphaba's aware of it!
Disclaimer: nope.
Mark and Elphaba were standing in front of each other awkwardly. Very awkwardly. Well, Mark had a quiet nature about him, but it was unusual for Elphaba to be so silent. She would normally be talking at this point. But for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to say anything. And having everyone else watching them wasn't helping much.
Finally, when the silence was unbearable, Elphaba sighed. "Now you know, I guess." She became immersed in her shoes and Mark blushed. He took her good hand and stroked the back of it with his thumb. With anyone else, she would have pulled away and slapped them, but with Mark, she felt safe.
"What do I know?" he asked quietly, honestly not knowing what she thought he knew. No response. "You can tell me," he coaxed. Her hands were shaking, and she was sure he could feel it. He could, and he tightened his grip on her; in a comforting way.
"That you -- that you're my secret," Elphaba mumbled. She looked up slowly to see his reaction. First, obviously, he blushed. Next, he did something unthinkable. As he leaned close to her face, he didn't know if he was dreaming or not.
His soft breath tickled her skin as he whispered, "You've been my secret since I met you."
Elphaba smiled. "That's so cheesy."
They laughed together quietly, their faces still close. She met his eyes, looked away, and met them again. He cupped her cheek with his free hand. She slowly leaned into him, and he closed the gap. His kiss was gentle, he let her lead. But Elphaba didn't want gentle. She grazed her tongue across his lower lip, and soon, their tongues were battling. As they pulled away, he bit down on her bottom lip. They broke apart breathless and grinning.
Glinda squealed. Maureen squealed. Joanne squealed. Mimi squealed. Angel squealed. Roger squeal -- nope, Roger didn't squeal. But he did start to cheer, along with Collins. Mark and Elphaba jumped at the sound of the cheers, and both blushed. They ran outside, and the rest of the group decided to give them their privacy. Elphaba and Mark settled themselves on stairs directly outside the hospital.
Elphaba was the first to talk. Well, gasp. She felt her bones reset themselves, and her arm was practically as good as new. She touched it with her other hand, and when she expected to feel pain, she actually felt relief. There was no pain, simply the feeling of her lanky hand brush across her forearm.
To test her newly healed arm, she hesitantly reached out to Mark. Her hands found his, and he pulled her to him. His hand stroked her cheek, her hands ran through his hair. He kissed her cheek and whispered, "I've been wanting to do this for so long."
She sighed a happy sigh. "You're not alone."
He pulled back and looked her in the eye. She was right. He wasn't alone anymore. At least, he hoped he wasn't. "Elphaba, when do you need to...go back?"
"You want me gone already?" she teased. Apparently, he didn't get it, because he quickly tried to tell her that he wanted her to stay. She laughed and stroked his cheek. "A week." His face fell. "But I want to stay for longer. I like being here."
"I like you being here, too," he said quietly. He took her hand and pulled her off of the ground. He began to lead her up the steps, into the hospital again. She gave him a questioning look. "We might as well give them their glory."
Elphaba groaned. Mark raised an eyebrow at her. "Glinda."
"Oh."
"Oh?"
"Oh."
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Mark and Elphaba stepped inside the hospital and looked around, trying to find the group. When they couldn't, they decided to sit down on the waiting room chairs, because they knew the group wouldn't last in hiding for long.
After about ten minutes, they heard a sneeze. It was soft and muffled, and it sounded like it was coming from the restrooms. Elphaba got up and knocked on the door. Mimi threw it open. The rest of the group, half-relieved with and half-disappointed in her, fell out of the bathroom. Roger and Collins went over to Mark, while the girls went over to Elphaba.
Glinda began jumping up and down, muttering things (which she does when she's happy.) After she stopped jumping, she squealed and gave Elphaba a hug. "Elphie, that was so cute! I mean, me and Maureen totally knew that you two were meant for each other. And Mimi knew too. Angel and Joanne were kinda slow, but they caught on eventually. And I can't believe that you screamed that Mark was your secret! I mean, how much more romantic could you get? Then you kissed him! Oh my gosh, Elphie, that was amazing! I think that you two should totally be pen pals! I mean, I don't know how you're going to pull that off, but we'll work something out. Oh, maybe, when we go back, he could --"
"GLINDA!" Elphaba shouted, stopping her friend from going any further. "You're going to kill yourself if you keep going on with what little air you can fit in there. Breathe woman!"
Everyone chuckled as Glinda took a breath. The girls continued their chatter, while the guys were talking as well.
"Mark, you finally did it!" Collins's voice was happy. And loud. Mark blushed furiously and looked over to Elphaba. She met his gaze for a moment, but looked back when Maureen began to talk. He looked her over, and...did he see green on her fingers? No, no he didn't. She didn't like green, so he didn't see green
"Hey, lover boy, are you listening?" Roger waved a hand in front of Mark's face, causing the filmmaker to jump. "We're congratulating you, and you don't even care? God." Collins chuckled and Mark smiled sheepishly.
"She's pretty," he said quietly, kind of like a first grader. Roger and Collins roared with laughter. Mark blushed, trying to defend himself. "She is. C'mon, she's great!"
"Yeah," Roger said, looking Elphaba over. Collins hit him on the back of the head. Elphaba saw him, as well. She stormed over to him, her boots making thudding noises. The girls watched silently. Roger was somewhat afraid.
"I told you to stop looking at me like that," Elphaba hissed. She pointed at him with a long finger, making him flinch. "Do it again, and you'll...you'll wake up tomorrow as a scarecrow!" He chuckled. "Believe me, I've done it. I used to date him."
Mark frowned. Elphaba walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "But now, I'm dating Mark. Right?" The filmmaker beamed.
"Yes, Elphaba, you are now dating Mark. Uh, me."
A/N: omg, in the past month I saw Rent, Wicked, and the Apple Tree (w/ Kristin Chenoweth, who's hilarious!) They gave me inspiration!!! R&R MY MINIONS!!!