Masclesbianyn Stories

(Jenna Ortega X Female Y/N) They only see each other at weddings. Which is unfortunate, because she always looks like that. Y/N is the dependable one, the designated driver, the dress-shirt-wearer, the one who somehow ends up corralling drunk friends and holding bouquets. She doesn't do drama. She definitely doesn't do Jenna Ortega. But weddings? They bring people together. And unfortunately, that means every single time one of their mutuals ties the knot, Y/N finds herself face-to-face with her: Jenna. Charming. Sharp-tongued. Always in a dress that makes Y/N forget how to speak. Everyone loves to point out they're both single. Jenna thinks it's hilarious-and flirts like it's a sport just to watch Y/N squirm. Y/N tells herself it's nothing. Just friendly fire. Just teasing. But the looks are getting longer. The tension is getting thicker. And if one more person jokes about putting them at the same table again... Y/N might just do something reckless. Like kiss her. Or fall for her. Or both.