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“I sure love sitting in one spot for what, fourteen hours?” Marinette sighs, stretching as best she can in the cramped seats of the airplane. Lila leans out of the way as her girlfriend twists, leading to a few pops.
“Christ,” Lila says, “Don’t snap your spine until after we’re back from the trip.” Marinette glances over and laughs before proceeding to crack every single one of her knuckles. “Gross, you’re gross. Besides, it isn’t that bad. You’re sitting next to your favorite person, aren’t you?”
“I mean, I guess ,” Marinette answers, going for one final stretch before slumping back down in her seat. She turns away. “Yea, you are my favorite person, Alya.”
“Ouch,” Alya laughs as Lila raises her eyebrows.
“Alright,” Lila says, “I’ll keep that in mind.” Marinette leans over.
“And you’re my favorite-est,” she says, “Which is why you two will let me lie down across your laps, right?”
Lila and Alya make eye contact before sighing and lifting up the armrests.
“How did you deal with this for more than a year?” Lila asks as Marinette unbuckles herself and happily lays her head down on Lila’s lap with her legs across Alya’s.
“Dunno, how are you dealing with it now that you’re her girlfriend?” Alya returns.
“Only barely, and it’s just because she’s so freaking cute,” Lila grumbles as Marinette grins up at her.
“Hmm,” Alya says, “I think I’ll go to the bathroom. Don’t have too much fun without me.” She untangles herself and slips away with a good natured wink.
Lila sighs again, shaking her head.
“You are such a baby,” Lila says, brushing aside some of Marinette’s bangs with a gentle hand.
“I only learned from the best,” Marinette retorts. “For all I do, I think I deserve to be a baby sometimes.”
“I suppose,” Lila returns with a small smile, “You did deal with a lot of my crap before we actually got to know each other, so I guess it’s fair.”
“Exactly.”
Lila pulls the window cover down so as to stop her girlfriend from being blinded.
“Thank you,” Marinette says before reaching up a hand to touch the side of Lila’s cheek, “You should let me use your lap for all our future trips.
“I’ll try, but these legs are going to fall asleep eventually. Are we expecting a lot of future trips?”
“Yes! I want to go everywhere with you,” Marinette affirms with a little grin, “Wanna make lots of memories.”
There’s the unspoken ‘before you leave ,’ that floats in the air. Lila doesn’t know how long she’ll stay in Paris, considering how impermanent most of her moves have been. Marinette is aware.
“That’s sweet,” Lila says, her expression softening.
“Now, I think I’m going to nap,” Marinette states, patting Lila’s cheek before turning onto her side, “You’ve got comfy legs.”
A breath escapes Lila in a laugh.
“Sure,” she says, “Good night.”