Emma Watson, Florence Pugh, Elizabeth Olsen, oneshots (GxG)

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⚌ 𝐒.𝐉

The soft hum of the night settled over the city, filling the room with a peaceful quiet that felt almost out of place in the chaotic life you shared with Scarlett. The world outside was asleep, and the two of you had retreated into the warmth of your shared space-a small apartment that felt like a safe haven away from the madness of her fame and the endless noise of the world.

You sat on the couch, your legs stretched out as you leaned back, your mind wandering. The TV was on, but neither of you were paying attention. Scarlett sat beside you, her head resting against your shoulder, a soft sigh escaping her lips. It was rare to have these moments of calm, where the two of you could just be without the constant pull of the outside world.

"I could get used to this," you murmured, turning your head slightly to look at her. Her blonde hair cascaded over your shoulder, her face soft and relaxed in the dim light of the room.

Scarlett smiled, her eyes still closed. "Me too," she whispered. "It feels nice, doesn't it? Just... quiet."

You nodded, feeling the warmth of her body against yours. There was something about being with her that made everything else fade away. The pressures, the expectations, the noise-it all disappeared when you were alone together. Scarlett had a way of making even the simplest moments feel special.

As if on cue, a soft melody began playing from the speaker in the corner of the room. Happily Ever After By Case. The gentle tune filled the space, wrapping around the two of you like a warm embrace. Scarlett shifted slightly, her fingers lacing through yours as she opened her eyes, meeting your gaze with that familiar look-the one that always made your heart skip a beat.

"Dance with me?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

You blinked in surprise, but her request wasn't unusual. Scarlett loved to dance, especially in moments like these. Without waiting for a response, she tugged you up from the couch, her smile widening as you stood, pulling you into the center of the living room.

The music played softly in the background, the beat slow and steady, just like your hearts as you swayed together. Scarlett's arms wrapped around your neck, pulling you close as the two of you moved to the rhythm, your bodies pressed together in perfect harmony.

There was no need for words. The soft lyrics of the song filled the space, but it was the quiet between you that spoke volumes. Scarlett's eyes locked on yours, a hint of vulnerability behind them that she rarely showed anyone. In moments like these, she let down the walls she built to protect herself from the world. With you, she didn't have to be the famous actress everyone expected her to be. She was just Scarlett-your Scarlett.

As the music continued, Scarlett rested her head against your chest, her breath warm against your skin. You held her close, your hands resting on the small of her back, fingers tracing soft patterns against her shirt. The two of you moved in sync, letting the sweet melody carry you away.

"I don't get enough of this," she whispered after a moment, her voice barely audible over the music. "Just being... with you. No cameras, no interviews, no scripts. Just... this."

You tightened your arms around her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I'm not going anywhere," you murmured, your voice soft but firm. "We'll have plenty more nights like this."

She pulled back slightly, looking up at you with those captivating eyes. Her lips curved into a soft smile, but there was a flicker of something deeper-something unspoken but felt all the same. "Promise?"

You nodded, brushing a thumb gently across her cheek. "Promise."

Scarlett leaned in, her lips meeting yours in a kiss that was as soft and sweet as the song playing in the background. It was slow, unhurried-an affirmation of the connection you shared, something deeper than the fleeting moments of fame and the busyness of life.

When the kiss ended, the two of you stood there, holding each other as the last notes of Happily Ever After faded into the night. The world outside might be waiting, but in this moment, nothing else mattered. It was just you and Scarlett, wrapped in the warmth of each other, and the quiet promise of forever.

"Thank you," she whispered, her lips brushing against your neck as she rested her head on your shoulder once more.

"For what?" you asked, your hand gently stroking her back.

"For being my calm," she replied, her voice soft. "For being the one place I can always come back to."

You smiled, holding her tighter as the night deepened around you. "Always," you whispered, the promise settling between you like the sweetest lullaby.

And as the world outside continued its restless motion, you and Scarlett swayed together in the soft light of your home, knowing that in each other's arms, you had found something far more precious than anything else in the world: peace.