#juicyanka

Lemon’s birthday was finally coming to an end. Well, it was so late it was technically early, so her birthday had literally ended maybe a few hours ago, but according to her, since she hadn’t slept yet, it was still classed as her special day. She had spent the day surrounded by her friends in her only-slightly-too-small New York apartment she shared with her two girlfriends. Everyone there had all drank a little too much under the excuse that it was Lemon’s party, and that’s exactly how she wants everyone to celebrate. 

The apartment had been filled with belly-laughs and drunken dancing since the late afternoon, when people started to slowly pile in. She had gotten a few gifts, but they never really mattered too much to Lemon anyway, she was a romantic at heart, so the biggest gift she could ask for she already had. In fact, she had two. Priyanka and Juice were her two favourite people, and if you asked her, spending her birthday with them was the only thing she needed. Everything else was just a bonus.

It’s no secret that Lemon liked to feel loved. She liked to be told she was loved and always appreciated having a hold to hold, or an arm around her waist. This only got worse the more she drank, which is why she found herself in bed and waiting for her girlfriends to join her at 4am, still admittedly, quite far from being sober. They eventually tiptoed into the room after a few minutes (but if you asked Lemon, they might as well have taken a couple hours) with Priyanka holding a bottle of water and Juice with some painkillers, ready for when the birthday girl woke up later on.

“Hey, I thought you’d be flat out by now, Lem, you’re still pretty drunk” Juice’s voice was soft and laced with so much love and fondness you could practically hear it with every syllable. Lemon’s response was an unintelligible groan, followed by:

“Nah, want birthday cuddles” The two girls just chuckled at their girlfriend, adorably wrapped up in their duvet, staring at them with impatience. Who were they to deny her of birthday cuddles? They sat down on either side of her, and Lemon practically attached herself to Priyanka instantly, while Juice was happy to pick her book off the nightstand to begin her attempt to finish the chapter she’d been reading. 

She had only gotten through a couple pages before she felt the mattress shift below her, and before she knew it, Lemon had closed her book for her and put it back on the nightstand. 

“You have clung on to Pri like a fucking koala for god knows how long, there is no way you want more attention” Her words seemed harsh, but her tone was anything but. She found Lemon’s neediness endearing really, and also maybe a little validating. Juice liked to feel wanted. Lemon’s response was to wrap her arms around Juice. Juice just let her.

“Pri, c’mere” Lemon’s voice was muffled, from being nuzzled into her girlfriend’s neck, and slightly slurred, since she had absolutely not sobered up, unlike Juice and Priyanka. Pri didn’t even try to argue, she shuffled over so Lemon was completely squished in between the two girls, but she couldn’t complain. It’s exactly what she wanted anyway. 

“Happy birthday Lem” It was whispered from Priyanka as she sifted her fingers gently through her girlfriends hair, and echoed from Juice.

“Happy birthday baby,” Juice could feel Lemon’s soft breaths tickle her neck, but didn’t say anything about it. Instead, she just tilted her head so it was gently placed just above Lemon’s, “You’re my favourite Virgo.” 

“Mine too” Priyanka added, causing the birthday girl to let out a little chuckle, and then a small dissatisfied ‘hmph’

“Wait... why stop at Virgo? Am I not your favourite person regardless of my star sign?”

“Of course, babe. You’re our favourite person ever. Right Pri?”

“Right”