Character Appreciation: "Let me just finish this chapter."
Disney, "Practically perfect in every way."
Showtime, Two By Two: France
Amber's Attic: getting a tattoo
Sophie's Shelf: ChoGabrielle
Angel's Arcade, Jax: grey, "Trust me.", only one male character
Chocolate, citrus: sunny
Amazing women: click of high heels on hard floor
Gryffindor trait: bravery
Word Count: 520
It's another sunny day in Paris, and Cho sits outside, sipping her coffee and reading while enjoying the warmth. Her peace and silence don't last long. Gabrielle appears before her, sitting at the table.
"I 'ave a wonderful surprise for you," the younger witch announces excitedly.
"Let me just finish this chapter," Cho murmurs.
Her girlfriend huffs. Cho doesn't bother to look up. She knows that if she does, Gabrielle will be wearing that irresistible pout that never fails to turn Cho's resolve to putty.
"You can finish later," Gabrielle says. "I 'ave a date planned for us!"
Cho raises her brows. She isn't complaining, but it's rare that they have daytime dates. For the most part, their romantic endeavors are limited to candlelit dinners and moonlit strolls. "A date?"
But the younger woman doesn't answer. She simply smirks and presses a finger to her lips, as though it's some great secret.
Cho sighs, but she gives in. It's nearly impossible to say no to Gabrielle. "Where are we going?" she asks, setting her book aside and climbing to her feet.
"Trust me."
And Cho does.
…
She doesn't expect to find herself outside a tattoo parlor. A nervous laugh spills from her lips as she looks at her girlfriend. "What's this?"
"You were saying just 'ze o'zer day 'zat you wanted a tattoo," Gabrielle says sweetly, offering her a soft smile. "'Ere we are."
It's true enough. Cho does want a tattoo. But this is almost overwhelming. It's such a sweet gesture, but she's afraid.
Gabrielle takes her hand. "It's okay," she says. "I will be 'ere for you."
Cho swallows dryly, nodding. Her girlfriend's smile brightens, and she opens the door and leads the way, her high heels clicking against tile floor. Cho follows behind, trying to ignore the way she trembles from nerves. She stands there as Gabrielle speaks in French to a man with grey and black ink designs along his arms.
"'E says to sit."
Cho obeys. She can't believe she's really doing this. A laugh bubbles from her throat. She's never been very impulsive, always insisting that there's no way she would ever survive in Gryffindor. But here she is, made brave by love, and getting a tattoo. What has her life become.
"What am I getting?" she asks.
"I 'zink you will like what I 'ave chosen," Gabrielle answers, kissing her cheek. "Are you scared?"
Cho shakes her head. Everything seems to fade away as she looks at her girlfriend. She's so caught up in the younger woman's beauty that she barely even notices the man lifting her sleeve and sanitizing her arm.
She is ready.
..
"Well?"
Cho can't take her eyes off the eagle. It is fresh and swollen, and though the color is interrupted by droplets of blood, it is beautiful, so whimsical and free and somehow very feminine.
"Practically perfect in every way," she answers.
Gabrielle grins and stands on her tiptoes and presses a gentle kiss to Cho's lips. "I 'ear 'zey are addictive," she says.
"Why don't you have any?"
Gabrielle shrugs. "I am already addicted to you."
