WOSO Imagines

confessions and sisters (soft launch prequel)

Arriving at your favorite coffee shop, you swing the door open only to feel some resistance on the other side.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" You've not even looked at the person, but grabbed as many napkins as you could to start wiping her down. "I am such a klutz."

What you don't notice is the person smiling widely at you, entertained at how you're wiping her down and apologizing nonstop. She reaches out to grab one of your wrists to stop your panick.

"It is okay." She tells you once your eyes reach hers.

You swear you could've melted right there and there. The hand she isn't holding is stilled on her shirt over her stomach where you were absolutely sure you felt some indentations.

You couldn't look away, opting to just nod as words aren't able to properly come out of your mouth.

Ona was loving every second of this interaction, loving how you melt to her touch, a complete stranger's.

Despite being soaking wet, Ona sat down with you at a table, attentively listening to to whatever you had to say. It was a bit difficult to understand, but all she knew was that she didn't want to stop talking to you.

"Can-can I get your, uh, number?"

You gave it to her without hesitation, telling her that you'd be her tour guide of Manchester. You brought her to your favorite places, Ona making a mental note about everything you've said and shown her.

In the three months since you've met, your jobs never came up, relishing in the bubble you two have built around yourselves. There was an understanding that you both very much liked each other more than friend's, it was just a matter of who has the guts to take it to the next level.

Seeing as you weren't going to do it, Ona dragged you out of your apartment, taking you to all of your favorite places. You loved how she remembered everything you've told her, everything being highlighted on this day.

Last but not least, you've both made it to the coffee shop you've both met at, always feeling nostalgic whenever you step foot in it.

"I, uh, wanted to ask you something and I thought it's good to come back here to do it." You nod, telling her to continue. Ona squirmed in her seat, avoiding eye contact, she stammered, "Um, so, I've been thinking... I mean not-not that I think about this all the time, but uh."

You raise an eyebrow, curiosity peaked. "It's just me Ona. Spill it."

Ona took a deep breath, "Well, when we are together, I-I have this weird feeling in my stomach. Not like, not like a tummy ache, but what is it people say? Cockroaches?"

"Butterflies?" You correct her.

"Yes! Uh, yes, butterflies. And I-I like you. More than a friend."

You blinked, trying to process her words, then broke into a bright smile. "That was the most awkward and adorable thing I have ever experienced. And I also have butterflies in my stomach whenever we hang out. How could I not?"

"Really? Uh, wow."

"Well, first, let's stop being awkward and acknowledge that we both like each other. And then... maybe you could come over here and kiss me."

Ona, seemingly getting all her confidence back, walks around the table to where you sat. Hands cupping both sides of your face, she dips her head down, pulling you into a passionate kiss.

You've been together for a good six months now and everyday has been full of laughs, adventure and comfortability. When she found out who your sister was though, she looked like she's seen a ghost.

"You don't have to be scared of her, baby. She's just a big giant teddy bear."

"She could probably beat me up."

"Don't say that! She's all soft and cuddly."

Ona didn't believe you. She's played against Lucy before and it's safe to say your sister scares her a bit.

One day, Ona had just finished training and decided to go and surprise you after not seeing each other for a week with both of your busy schedules. She picked up your favorite flowers and favorite take away and made the journey to you apartment.

She doesn't bother to knock, using the spare key you've given her.

"Amore!" She calls out, taking her shoes off by the front door. walking further into the apartment, she's met with one Lucy Bronze sitting on your couch. "Uh, hello."

"Ah. So you're the one my sister is seeing." Lucy gets up from where she sat, stalking closer to Ona.

"Uh, sí. It is nice to meet you." Ona gulps, nervous say how Lucy was looking down at her.

"You're technically the enemy, so I wouldn't say this is anything but nice."

They were both staring down at each other, unaware that you e walked back into the living room.

"What are you guys doing?"

They whip their head towards you, like they've been caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

"Just getting acquainted with your girlfriend here." Lucy says, placing a hand on Ona's shoulder, squeezing a bit making Ona wince, but tries to hide.

"Lucy, don't scare my girlfriend please." You grab Ona's arm, pulling her away from your sister. "I would like to keep her alive forever."

"Fine. But just know, I'm keeping a close eye on you. Hurt my sister and I hurt you." Lucy flexes her bicep, making you let out a laugh.

"You are always flexing, I swear."

"I promise to not hurt your sister, at least intentionally." Ona pulls you close, placing a kiss on the side of your head.

"Good. Good. Now, what kind of take out did you bring? I'm hungry."