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theravenclawgirl7 · 15 days

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Feet in the Bathroom Sink

Ellie carries your purse all night long

(Not beta read sorry for any mistakes it’s literally 2 am, I just really wanted to write this.)

Word Count: 1,000

You were in the bathroom sitting on the counter in an attempt to get as close to the mirror as possible. You brush on the second layer of mascara making your eyes look darker; more sultry.

Footsteps sound across your bedroom floor before Ellie appears in the bathroom’s doorway. She lets out a small chuckle at the sight of you while leaning one shoulder against the door frame.

You make eye contact with her in the mirror, “What?” you question her laugh.

“Nothing it’s just funny,” she motions to your feet which are sitting in the sink.

“It helps me get closer to the mirror,” you explain.

She just smiles and pushes off the wall. She closes the space between you two and places a small peck on your temple, “Almost ready? We’re supposed to meet Dina and Jess in 15,”

You nod, “Just finishing my mascara,”

Ellie just nods, leaving you to finish getting ready. ……. You make your way down the narrow staircase. It groans with each step you take causing you to make a mental note to see if Joel can fix that later.

Ellie is sprawled out on the couch. Her head is leaned back against the back of the couch, her ankle crossed over a knee, eyes closed.

At the sound of your approach her eyes open. She sits up, “Ready baby?”

“Yeah, I just gotta grab my coat and purse,”

Ellie nods and makes her way to the door grabbing your coat as you grab your purse off the entry table. She holds open your jacket for you to slip it on and then sneaks a peck on your lips.

You giggle at the sudden movement of your girlfriend. She opens the front door and you both make your way to the car. .…… The music hums over the chatter of the crowd in the small dive bar. It’s off the beaten path so it’s mostly locals that know the place, making it have a cozier atmosphere.

Some guitar solo is playing as Jessie and Dina walk through the doors. You and Ellie already sit in a booth tucked in a back corner of the bar.

You squeal in excitement. You guys and your friends haven’t had a night out in too long. You are going to get tipsy, gossip with your best friend, and slutty dance with your girlfriend before going home to, hopefully, have the best sex and best sleep of your life.

“Baby, watch my purse?” you ask Ellie so you can meet Dina at the door. She nods with a small smile on her face at your excitement.

You practically skip your way across the bar to Dina who was looking for you but now has spotted your thrilled figure.

“Din’s!” you grip her upper arms and begin to jump up and down. She joins in your excitement, the two of you now a jumping laughing mess.

Jessie has already left and made his way to the booth. You look to see your partners deep in a conversation, about what you have no idea.

You and Dina make your way to the bar where you both order beers and make your way back to the table.

Your respective partners look up at you, “Hey Dina,” Ellie greets your best friend for the first time tonight.

Dina perches on Jessie’s lap greeting your girlfriend back. You sit next to Ellie leaning into her side as she slips her arm around your shoulders.

The conversation Ellie and Jessie were having before continues. Something about cars, honestly you have no idea. You tune them out, the feeling of your girlfriend’s frame surrounding you and the warm alcohol settling in your chest leads to a tipsy state of contentment.

After some time you turn to Dina, “Let’s dance,” you stand pulling Dina with you. You two spin around the dance floor for some time. Beads of sweat drip down your spine, your cheeks flushed a rosy pink.

Suddenly you feel hands on your hips. Usually, this would alarm you but you would know those guitar calloused fingertips digging into the flesh of your waist anywhere.

You spin in her grip and Ellie gives you a small smile, “Hey baby, dance with me?”

You nod too out of breath, not from the dancing but the sheer presence of this woman, to verbally answer. You both begin to sway to the slow intimate music, your hands around her knock, hers around your waist.

You lean your forehead to the curve between her neck and shoulder breathing in the comforting scent of her.

You stay like that for some time before your head jerks upright. You look at Ellie with alarm, “Where’s my purse?” Usually, you would be better at keeping track of it but after a night of drinking and dancing with the love of your life, your mind is in a much dirtier place.

Ellie just smiles and lifts her hand from your waist tapping her shoulder. You realize there is a thin leather strap dangling off her arm—the leather strap of your purse.

“Oh, thanks. I can take it now though,” you motion for her to give you the bag.

“Don’t worry about it,” she shrugs it off not minding to keep track of your belongings for the night. You smile. This woman ugh!

You nod before leaning into her ear and whispering, “I appreciate that baby but I think you should give me the purse so you can drive us home, like now.”

You lean back to see a small blush form on Ellie’s cheeks as her eyebrows raise in question. You just nod your head confirming what she needs to know.

“Yo Jess,” Ellie grabs Jessie’s attention who is a few feet away swaying with a definitely tipsy Dina in his arms. He looks up, “Yeah?” “We’re heading out see y’all later,” Ellie already has your hand and is pulling you to the door. You let out a lazy giggle, loving when she gets determined like this.

You hear Jessie’s chuckle from behind you, “You two kids have fun,” You giggle again, “Oh we will,” Ellie blushes once more.

What did we think? Pls send me any writing prompts(I'll do smut but I prefer to write cute fluff like this) I'm running out of writing ideas but I want to keep writing soooo bad!