Over the course of a few weeks, Hope and Josie found themselves having out more.
After officially breaking up with Landon, Hope felt free to do whatever she could want.
The Risk, adrenaline, the surge.
A stuttering mess called Hope Mikaelson.
One look at the brunette endearing her to lose control of herself and internally panic.
How golden she looks standing almost anywhere .
Brown orbs so inviting, luring the auburnette for a closer look for herself.
The spell she gets out under for each stare.
She looks so hypnotized.
As they lock eyes, everything slows down, intentions lowering.
Hope thickly swallowing a acquiescent knot
The urge to reach for her paintbrush set off a blissful flutter roaming in her stomach
Butterflies.
She couldn't get that one siphoner out of her head. And it was messing with her...badly.
Once they got locked in a library after staying too long.
Or something like that.
"Hope, open the door." Josie groaned. She won't admit it, but she was definitely a little grumpy since it was late at night and she wanted nothing else but to sleep.
"I-it won't open." The tribrid trudges at the door.
"Hope you're a tribrid!" Josie quietly exclaimed.
"Oh right." She felt dumb, she had magic, of course. She tries a spell, but it doesn't work. "It didn't work."
Josie placed her books on a nearby table to give her hands more room.
"Can you siphon the spell?" Hope suggested eagerly.
She glared at the auburnette. "That's what I was gonna do."
"Sorry." Hope mumbled. The brunette gave her a small smile in return. Josie attempted to siphon, it worked...for the first five seconds before she suddenly couldn't anymore. "It's not working either."
"Someone spelled us in here." Hope mumbled a bit panicky.
Josie worried her bottom lip as she scanned the area for anything that could help them escape.
"Whoever did this must've been powerful enough so you wouldn't be able to siphon." The tribrid pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Hey Mikaelson!" A muffled voice from the other side of the door popped up.
Josie furrowed her eyebrows, finding the voice so familiar until it clicked. "Lizzie?"
"Uh duh." The blonde stated boldly. "It'll be an hour before you guys can leave, I was helping someone with their spells and it got out of hand, bye."
"What," Hope stammered. "Lizzie!"
No answer.
Both of them groaned in response then turned to each other.
"What now?" Hope asked.
"I guess we can talk for now?" It came out more of a question than a statement.
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Saturn's Hosie One-Shots
Fanfictiona compilation of my hosie oneshot's that i've written :]
