♕ + ♛ for luns and blues AND ♤ + ♘ cel and rocky
♕: Holding hands
“Blue,” Luna whispered, “I’m freaking the fuck out.”
“Well stop freaking the fuck out,” he mumbled, tucking a piece of her curled hair behind her ear, “and go walk down that isle.” After her hair was securely in place, he reached down, grabbing her hand and squeezing it. It was quiet for a while, the two just standing and Blue offering his comfort. “Okay,” he said after a minute passed, “I’m going now. If you feel yourself panic again, just look at me. I’ll be the one doing this,” he said, giving her a thumbs up.
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Mhm. You look beautiful, Luna.”
♛: Sharing a dessert
“I think I peeked in high school,” Blue mumbled around a mouthful of ice cream, “that’s the only answer I can think of. No other 21 year old is perpetually single except for me. I mean I’m not even ugly!”
“No you’re definitely not. Pass,” Luna said, making grabby hands.
He passed her the carton, “Is it the rambling? The hyperactivity?”
Luna raised an eyebrow at him, “You’re thinking too hard about this.”
“Maybe it’s ‘cause -” but he never got to finish his sentence, on account of the ice cream that Luna shoved into his mouth.
♤: Taking a bath together
For what felt like the hundredth time that night, Rocky spluttered at the bubbles that were blown in his face, while Celaena did nothing but giggle in ecstasy, “Stooooop, you got some in my eyes last time!”
“Oh, don’t be such a baby. Lean back, I’m done washing your hair.”
He tilted his head back and closed his eyes, humming happily as she scooped water in her hands and poured it over his head. Just as he was about to lean back up, he felt a kiss pressed to his forehead, and he smiled, opening his eyes and sitting up, turning so that they were face to face again, “You’re a sap,” he teased, even though he loved it, before leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort
“I know I said I didn’t like thunder storms but the fort’s a little excessive,” Rocky chuckled.
“No it’s not,” Celaena disagreed, fingers trailing up and down his arm, “it’s nice. Makes me feel safe.”
He thought about her words for a while before nodding, pulling her closer, “I always feel safe with you.”
She sat up slightly, looking down at him with adoration in her eyes and a smile on her face, “Good. I want you to be,” and she leaned down to kiss him before going back to her original position, where they stayed, just talking and sleeping for the rest of the night.
