Butterflies - a Barb x Poppy fanfic

We're here now

Again, some mild language in this chapter. Also, I'm sorry for self promoting under other peoples stories, that was dumb of me. I hope the people who have read this like it though.

Poppy's POV

Barb just said she loves me. Wow. This is so weird. Why am I completely obsessed with her all the sudden? It took me a long time to start loving Branch, why am I falling head over heels for this hard rock troll right now? I pick up my head off her shoulder. Suddenly, she looks worried.

"Uh.. I didn't mean it P-Popsqueak. I just mean that you- I mean... Sorry! I don't want to- Shit," She stammers. She puts her hands in her lap, defeated. I feel so bad. 

"No! Wait, Barb-" I say, moving my hand over to where hers is and intertwining our fingers, "I'm... I'm just scared," She looks over at me, alarmed.

"Why?" 

"Because I think I might love you too, and it's scary how fast that happened. I don't know what I'm going to tell Branch... He already doesn't like you," I catch a glance of her looking at me out of the corner of my eye. She's blushing. She keeps glancing down at my lips. She's so cute...

"You need to just tell him the truth. It's gonna be hard Poppy," She says, moving a little closer. I look back at her and she's sitting there, blushing, looking cuter than ever. I really have fallen for a hard rock troll... 

"Yeah, you're right," I say, "But we're here now, and nobody else is," I'm not sure why, totally, but I move over to her, and sit in her lap, facing her. My legs are behind her. She's blushing, but she's not nervous, and she knows what to do by now. As she kisses me, she moves her hands from my cheeks... to my sides... to my hips... and then she keeps them there, slightly pulling us closer as we kiss. 

We break the kiss, and she looks at me, in a way that I can only describe a s mischievous. Then she grabs my shoulders, and flips me around, so that I'm lying down on the ground and she's on top of me. Her hands move rapidly up my arms to my hands, where she interlaces our fingers and holds me down. My breath hitches. She gently kisses me, and then takes her hands away from mine and cups my face in them instead. 

"You're beautiful, Poppy," She says, looking into my eyes. I'm blushing so hard right now and she can totally tell. I kiss her, and she kisses back, running her fingers through my hair. This feels magical, in a way that it never felt with Branch. Am I gay? 

Sorry for short chapter I'm not feeling the best today. To all my readers, stay safe, stay happy, and most importantly, stay home. COVID-19 isn't a joke people. Also btw if anyone has suggestions for other stuff to add to the story that would be appreciated. I'll also take critiques, compliments, or requests.