Ginger Snaps AU where the girls are friends instead of sisters, and are both 18. Nothing explicit, but mild suggestive situations lol.

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After getting out of school for the day, Brigitte immediately rushed home, heading downstairs to her basement bedroom.

For once, Ginger was the one who trailed behind.

Normally, Brigitte would've followed Ginger to her house for the evening.

"Hey," the elder girl called, "Hey, stop! What's wrong, B?"

She'd been trying to get her friend to stop and talk to her since the last bell of the day had rung, but she'd been silent the whole way to her house.

When they'd made it to her room, Ginger gently shut the door as Brigitte flopped down onto her bed.

"Hey, dink," Ginger walked closer to her friend and flicked her forehead, "Why are you ignoring me? I'm really starting to feel unloved."

She playfully pouted, trying to get the other girl to laugh.

When she didn't respond, Ginger sighed and took a seat in Brigitte's desk chair, still gazing at the younger girl across from her.

"Seriously," she paused, "What's wrong?"

She'd never seen her friend like this.

Sure, Brigitte was usually quiet and kind of brooding- they both were- but this was something else.

She seemed genuinely bothered by something and being older, of course Ginger was concerned.

Ginger had taken Brigitte under her wing ever since they started high school- Having skipped a grade, Brigitte had a hard time making friends, so Ginger claimed her as her own.

Brigitte grumbled something, too quiet to make out though.

Ginger raised an eyebrow as she leaned a bit closer.

"Jason was looking at you in history..."

"You can't be serious."

Brigitte quickly sat up, throwing her legs over the edge of her bed.

"Seriously! I can't believe he'd ogle you like that in front of the entire class!"

"I meant," Ginger chuckled, "You can't be serious that that's what's had you so upset."

A blush flooded Brigitte's normally pale cheeks.

"It's just," she grabbed one of her pillows and clutched it to her chest, "Why does everyone look at you like that?"

Her words had shrunk by the end of the sentence.

"Like what?" Ginger questioned almost dumbly.

"Like..." The smaller girl sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, "Like they're undressing you with their eyes."

"The way you do sometimes?"

Brigitte took note of the way her elder had begun fiddling with her fingers in her lap, though still not taking her eyes off her.

It made her face burn even further.

"It's not the same..."

Ginger stood, moving to join Brigitte on the edge of her bed.

The younger girl's grip on her pillow tightened.

"Hey," Ginger's hand came to envelope one of the smaller ones next to her, "You know I'm never going to leave you, right? No loser normie is going to take me away. "

"Y-yeah," Brigitte let the pillow drop to the floor, "I just...It's hard not to worry sometimes."

Ginger turned, letting her free hand come to rest against Brigitte's warmed cheek.

Her thumb worked to gently caress the younger girl's jaw.

At the distance they were at, she could practically hear the sound of Brigitte's eyes darting, landing on everything but Ginger's own.

"You're so small," she smiled out carefully, "Kinda cute, like Norman."

Her oversized sweater and long skirt did nothing to aid in this fact.

As silence settled in around them, Ginger finally closed the space between them, connecting their lips for a gentle kiss.

She released Brigitte's hand so that her own could join it's partner on the younger girl's opposite cheek.

She wanted her close- close enough to convey that she'd never leave.

So her hands held tight to Brigitte, her knuckles going white.

The smaller girl, however, sat motionless, her eyes staring nervously at Ginger's closed pair.

Finally, Ginger pulled away, her hands falling to rest on Brigitte's lap.

"I don't know what to do."

Brigitte slid her hands on top of the older girl's, staring down as she mindlessly played with her fingers.

"About what?"

Both of their tones were soft.

"About," Brigitte picked up one of Ginger's index fingers before letting it drop and repeating, "myself when I think of losing you. About my feelings. About...kissing..."

"Well," Ginger stopped Brigitte's fidgeting by interlacing their fingers, "Let me help you with all of those things."

She lifted their hands to eye level before placing a gentle kiss to the back of Brigitte's palm.

The shorter girl watched carefully, her heart beating rapidly.

Ginger released her friend's hand once more, so that she could get off the bed, moving to stand between the other's delicate knees.

"First," Ginger leaned down, catching Brigitte's shoulder with one hand and her waist with the other, "You're never going to lose me," she tucked her head into the smaller girl's neck as she led them backwards onto the bed, "I don't know how else to prove that, just know it's true."

Her words came as warm breaths that caused Brigitte's skin to burn.

The taller girl pressed a slow kiss to her neck, feeling her counterpart swallow roughly.

"Second," Ginger let the tip of her nose trail gently up Brigitte's neck, under her jaw, until she pulled back to meet the younger girl's eyes once more, "Screw feelings. They're complicated and no one likes them anyway."

Seeing her elder this close to her again caused Brigitte to instinctively wrap her arms around the other's slender waist.

Ginger smirked, holding back a laugh.

The way the younger girl clung to her was so childish- mirroring the way she always trailed behind her on the daily, following her regardless of what she was up to.

"Third, just follow me like you always do," an airy laugh slipped from her lips, "I promise it's not as hard as you think."

Ginger leaned in, pressing her lips to Brigitte's once more, going slowly as to give the younger girl time to react- to figure things out.

It took a moment to shake her anxiety, but Brigitte eventually let herself give back.

When her lips pressed harder to Ginger's, she felt something familiar rise within her, though she couldn't quite place her finger on it.

So she pulled Ginger closer and continued enjoying the feel of her mouth.

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Years prior, almost in another dimension, the same girls were riding their horse to God knows where.

They were constantly on the road, no real destination in mind.

However, the weather was getting rough, so the pair had decided to stop their travels temporarily in a nearby town.

Ginger giggled as she tugged Brigitte into their room at the inn where they'd be staying for the night and shut the door.

"It's so cold out," Ginger shivered, running to tuck her frigid hands under the smaller girl's dress, "Warm me up."

"Hey," Brigitte whined, "That's freezing!"

She tried to push the other girl away, to no avail, thanks to her disadvantaged size.

Ginger moved to wrap her fingers around Brigitte's wrists at her sides, holding them in place as she leaned in closer to her.

Their lips pressed together in a gentle kiss, sending a soft warmth through both of their bodies.

"Mm," Ginger hummed as they parted, "Better?"

Brigitte's eyes fluttered open, "It was nice, but I'm still quite cold."

Ginger looked down at the other girl, flashing puppy dog eyes, "Wanna cuddle?"

Brigitte didn't answer, instead taking Ginger's hand and leading her to the bed.

They easily slipped out of their cloaks and down to their underlayers- soft, white dresses.

The girls hurried under the covers, leaving their clothes in piles on the floor.

"Seems like the weather's gotten worse lately, hm?" Ginger questioned, extending her right arm to wrap around Brigitte's shoulder.

The younger girl didn't respond, instead burrowing further into her elder's side.

Ginger chuckled before rolling them over, so that she was hovering over Brigitte, the smaller girl pinned to the bed.

"Still that cold, are we?"

She leaned down to connect their lips, one of her palms coming to rest against Brigitte's cheek, the other still supporting her weight.

"How about I warm you up before bed then?"

The question came out as heated breaths against Brigitte's lips.

The younger girl once again didn't respond, this time feverishly grabbing the collar of Ginger's dress and attempting to pull her down for another kiss.

But the taller girl pulled back before their lips could touch, "Uh-uh," she smiled as her hand began trailing under the younger girl's nightgown.

Brigitte stared into Ginger's eyes silently, anxiously waiting for her elder's fingers to reach their destination.

Instead, however, Ginger decided to take her time in teasing the cold girl, stopping to caress the outside of her thigh.

She reveled in the feel of her companion's soft, slender legs.

"Stop teasing," Brigitte muttered, her eyes shifting to the side.

With that, the taller girl finally let her hand slide between Brigitte's thighs now, already feeling the heat radiating from her middle.

"You know," Ginger whispered, daring to lean even closer to Brigitte's mouth, "You don't seem very cold to me- quite the opposite really," her hand trailed further upward, letting her fingertips hover just above the smaller girl's intimates, "Your skin is on fire."

Brigitte wrapped her arms around Ginger's neck now, finally being able to overpower her for a kiss.

Their lips were hot against each other's and their tongues even warmer.

Getting caught up in their kisses, both girls seemed to temporarily forget about the location of Ginger's hand.

That was until she went to move it to rest on Brigitte's hip in an attempt to pull their bodies even closer.

"Ginge," Brigitte sighed out as she pulled away- it felt like an eternity since Ginger had heard the smaller girl's voice, "Are you going to..." She paused, burrying her face into her elder's neck now, "take me?"

Her tone was soft as she nuzzled further into Ginger's skin.

She was embarrassed.

But impatient.

Needy.

Ginger smiled.

"How cute," she mumbled to herself, "Yes, B," her voice was louder now, "Right now- let me finally warm you."

She's sure Brigitte had already forgotten about the cold at this point though.

Her hand slipped back under Brigitte's clothes, this time taking only a second to find its destination.

-

After a bit of testing and guess work, the girls had managed to get Ginger's "situation" mostly under control.

She was taking daily shots of the flower mixture and as long as she didn't forget, no one ever got hurt.

But that day, she'd been running a bit late on her second dose.

And it had immediately become very evident when she invited Brigitte to her house for the evening.

"You smell so good," Ginger panted, pressing hot kisses to the smaller girl's throat.

"G-Ginge," Brigitte stammered, slipping her hands between their bodies in an attempt to put some space between them, "What are you-"

Ginger gripped Brigitte's wrists, forcing them back down so she could continue kissing her flesh, "I either need to get fucked or eat a dog," she growled, "And I can't imagine Norman would be too pleased with the latter."

"Did you remember to take your shot?"

"Jesus, B," Ginger raked her increasingly sharpened nails down her friend's forearms, leaving trails of red behind, "Only you could talk your way out of banging the hottest girl in school."

"Let me get it. You'll settle down once you take it."

Brigitte was about to start off towards the restroom, but Ginger grabbed her and pinned her against the wall.

"Werewolves aren't the only ones who get horny, Brigitte. I'd still want to have sex if I hadn't been attacked by a weird ass creature."

Despite the situation, this made the smaller girl's cheeks flush.

"If I sleep with you," Brigitte swallowed roughly, "Will you please let me give you your shot when we're done?"

Ginger immediately dropped down into a squat, aggressively lifting one of her friend's legs to rest on her shoulder, "Fine."

A while later, Brigitte was breathing roughly, her hands tangled in Ginger's hair below her.

"See?" The elder girl stood, licking her lips primally before pressing a wet kiss to Brigitte's lips, "I'm already much calmer."

Despite her somewhat ebbed aggression, her brightened eyes and fanged teeth were less than reassuring.

"Okay, but," Brigitte didn't allow herself the time to fully recover from what had just occurred, instead grabbing Ginger's hand and pulling her into the restroom, "You really need your shot now."

The taller girl plopped onto the closed toilet, obediently waiting for Brigitte to get a syringe.

Brigitte turned, bending down and pressing the needle slowly into Ginger's thigh before pulling it out and placing a soft kiss to the small mark that remained.

As she returned to the cabinet to put the medicine away, Ginger smiled to herself, feeling the antidote already rushing through her veins and taking effect.

"Thanks for taking care of me, B."

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Ginger stared down at her companion who was resting on a small metal bed.

On their journey today, she'd accidentally stepped in a bear trap.

They'd rushed to the nearest village, and though the doctor said she'd be alright, Ginger was terrified.

She had never seen the younger girl look so vulnerable, and they'd been through a lot together.

Hours later, darkness having already replaced the sun, Ginger heard a quiet rasp.

"G-Ginge, are you here?"

Ginger rushed from the old, wooden chair she had been waiting on, back to Brigitte's side.

"Yes," she gripped one of the other girl's hands gently, "Yes, of course."

Brigitte smiled weakly, "Of course."

Ginger smiled back, tears threatening her eyes.

"I was so scared you weren't going to wake up," her voice wavered.

"I'd never leave you," Brigitte squeezed Ginger's hand with what little strength she had, "We're in this together, remember?"

Ginger leaned down to place a slow peck to the smaller girl's lips, her own tears dripping onto her face.

She pulled back slightly, "To the end."

Brigitte scooted over, making as much space on the tiny bed as she could.

"How about you get some rest? No sense in stressing all night."

Ginger didn't have to be asked, instantly crawling into bed with her companion, being cautious of her injured leg.

Brigitte immediately snuggled into the warmth of her elder, suddenly feeling safe.

"Thanks for taking care of me, Ginge."

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A/N: First story I'm posting on here- not expecting to get views lol. I just love Ginger Snaps lol.