silk chiffon

chapter three

*i would like to apologise for my bad spelling and grammar earlier. i will try to re-read from now on*

phoebes gone to have a shower after your living room picnic and Julien left to go upstairs. you and Lucy are back in the kitchen. she's telling you a story, something about what happened a couple of shows before. you're not really listening, you love the sound of her voice though and could listen to it all night. she goes silent. the two of you have cleaned and put away all the dishes in Julien kitchen, at least a months worth of used mugs and plates left around. lucy touches your elbow and moves to sit on a chair in the corner of the room. you hop up and sit on the counter facing her.
"you're very beautiful" Lucy says, gazing into your eyes. unsure what to say you look away.
"sorry, but i know it's what we've all been thinking" she adds shrugging. "you're also super cool," obviously trying to flatten the first compliment.
"well i mean obviously that means the world coming from you" you gesture towards her, now overcome with emotion "i mean you're just so nice, and beautiful, and kind. i cant believe i'm even here with you guys, with you, right now". Lucy giggles.
it's a beautiful night out, just after summer so you suggest you go to the yard. Lucy agrees and she follows you through the screen door to a tiny porch looking onto some grass. there is one love seat on the deck so you two sit down together. you cross your legs and Lucy faces you leaning on the back of the chair. you both sit silently for a while, listening to the insects and dogs, and cars go by enjoying each other's company.
Lucy leans closer to you and pushes your hair behind your ear. "can i kiss you?" she whispers
"are you sure?" you question, wanting to pinch yourself to make sure this is really happening.
"i've never been more certain" she reply's, looking into your eyes waiting for the answer.
"yes. please." you manage to gasp.
And she does. she kisses you and it's perfect.
you y fold your legs and slide down into the seat. Lucy is holding your waist as she strokes your cheek and your hands wander. 
Lucy pulls back and smiles. you are smiling too. she stands up and pulls you with her. she takes your hand and walks you down the steps onto the grass. holding hands you two dance together in the night, foreheads touching and matching breaths.

*i will not take any judgement so shut ur mouths*