Christmas with you

December 22nd flight

Jenna's pov:

We toss our bags and get into the taxi which is playing "little Saint Nick" through the static of the speakers. Emma, of course, wears a bright smile as she gets in, she's wearing a red beanie and scarf with snow still on them, as well as on her purple mittens. I'm freezing and excited to go home. I love spending the holidays with my family and this is my first time ever doing a trip so close to the holidays. It's December 22nd, we'll be back in California around late noon. Emma starts singing along to the song and trying to get me to as well. I smile and joking roll my eyes causing her to sing louder and shake me around.
-"your such a dork"
I say, laughing.
-"it's the holidays Jenna! Loosen up!"

-"I know I know, you know how I get when traveling though, especially this close to Christmas, I gotta be there by Christmas Eve"
I say.
-"yes and you always are. Besides we're arriving way before then"
-"two days Emma, actually like a day and a half"
I correct. She playfully glares at me.
-"fine just say you don't wanna be with me then"
She says with a slight huff, rolling her eyes. She's so adorably dramatic.
-"y'know that's not what I mean"
I say, lightly pushing her towards the door. She laughs.
-"don't worry I know, it's adorable how much you family means to you"

I look down from the compliment and feel as blush begins to cover my face. I try my best to hide it and I'm sure she doesn't notice. This has been happening a lot lately. Ever since we've finished shooting Wednesday I've begun to cherish my moments with Emma a lot more, that's the only reason I agreed to do this trip. Anyone else and I would've said no.

Emma's pov:

I start looking out the window, seeing all the snow covered mountains pass us by but I can't marvel at the beauty of it. Why? Because I'm dying. I'm only looking out the window to avoid looking at Jenna. I can't believe I called her adorable! It just slipped out! Ughhh so embarrassing.

My feelings for Jenna have been growing for a while and it's getting harder to act casual around her. I could look at the beautiful scenery around me but instead I'm looking in the reflection of the window to look at Jenna without being super obvious.
-"hey, don't I know yous?"
The taxi driver ask, me and Jenna both look up.
-"you're the Wednesday girls!"
He states. We smile and laugh a bit.
-"yeah we are"
Jenna says.
-"the Ortega girl and your the werewolf right blonde?"

He asks.
-"that's correct sir!"
I reply. Jenna frowns and takes out her phone. Not more than a moment later I receive a text.

Jenna bear my love😍🥰🥰:
-'I can't believe he didn't know you!'

I look over to see she's not to pleased, I laugh a bit. She always gets like this.

Me:
-'it's really no big deal, he's just a fan of the show'
-'besides I haven't been in much so of course he only knows me as Enid 😂'

Jenna bear my love 😍🥰🥰:
-'😑'
-'he didn't even say Enid! 😭'

Me:
-'oml'
-' Jenna Marie Ortega it's FINE!🙄😂😂'

I laugh a bit. She's so cute.
-"oh boy my family's gonna freak when I tell 'em"
The driver says. I smile, I love that people love our show. After another hour or so I'm woken up to Jenna scratching my hair to wake me.
-"Wakey wakey"
She says, looking down at me with her always perfect smile. My face begins to heat up at the realization that at some point during the drive I fell asleep on her. I quickly sit up.
-"omg I am SO sorry"
She shrugs.
-"no worries! Your always more than welcome to"
-"yeah?"
-"of course, anything for my favorite wife"
She says, jokingly, with a wink.

I laugh but it's not all that funny, more depressing actually. I've always found it odd that girls joke around like this but with Jenna I'll take what I can get I guess.

We exit the taxi and the driver helps us with our bags. The harsh wind blows against us.
-"oh f-f-FUCK it's freezing"
I yell out, hugging myself.
-"then let's hurry and make our flight"
Jenna replies, wind blowing her hair in her face. I smile as I look at her, I can only see her lips, her hair is utterly wild and covering her eyes.
-"seems like a snow storm, hopefully your flight leaves before then!"
Our driver shouts over the wind, as he closes the trunk.
-"it will"
Jenna says, taking her suitcases.