She was happy to see her, but they weren’t talking.
She almost jumped on her to hold her, but they weren’t talking.
She felt butterflies when she saw her performing again, almost mesmerized by her voice, but they weren’t talking.
She felt pure happiness upon learning of her pregnancy, but they weren’t talking.
She couldn’t help but smile foolishly at seeing her so oblivious, but they weren’t talking.
She couldn’t resist giving a goodbye hug longer than necessary, but they weren’t talking.
She didn’t think twice about offering to stay and help her during the last month of pregnancy, but they weren’t talking.
She refused with an overwhelming urge to shout yes at the top of her lungs, but they weren’t talking.
When her daughter was born, she considered the name Emily, but even so, they still weren’t talking.
When she learned she had conceived the baby, all her desire to continue the tour disappeared, and an abrupt urge to cross the Pacific arose, but even then, they still weren’t talking.
And they never really spoke again. Not like old days. Ever.
WHAT WAS THAT ME DOING ANGST STEMILY?????? yea that's EXACTLY what it was.
look at my delulu thoughts
prompt: junksen kissing
their first interaction is so adorable
these gay pitches might be my new obsession ps they're my cute in pp2
extra pookies:
bemily au ↬ beca finally had the courage to ask emily on a date even though she thinks she doesn't feel the same way.
ps: she obviously does.
extra:
denial is a river in egypt STACIE YOURE GAY FOR EMILY JUNK !!
i wrote ONE i repeat ONE fanfic of them and know im OBSESSED with these two .... the only problem is that it seems that i might be the only one 🫠