it's nice to have a friend

by momtara

Irma thinks she could hold Hay Lin's hand forever. / Or, in which the queen of air and the one who plays magic tricks with water fall in love. Three-shot of short drabbles. Irma x Hay Lin, obviously. Fluffy AF. Arguably canon compliant. Complete.

2. starlight

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare. Duh!"

"I dare you to stop hogging the blankets—"

"Not my fault your roof is so cold—"

"And you picked dare last time!"

"Fine. Truth."

"Do you think aliens are real?"

"Lame."

"Answer the question." Silence. "Irma!"

"This cocoa is way too strong."

"Yeah. My grandma used to make it better."

"I'm sorry."

"I know."

"You miss her?"

"Yes. No. It doesn't even feel like she's gone." Suddenly, she squeals. "Your hands are freezing!"

"Yeah, yeah. You love me."

"I do."

"Me, too." She takes a deep, cold breath. "Truth or dare?"