Work Text:
Poppy
are you awake? 1:07 a.m
Poppy
come over 1:08 a.m
The texts popped up on Bea’s phone while she scrolled through social media mindlessly, like anyone does at 1 a.m. Just like everyone knows what random texts at 1 a.m mean.
Bea scrambled up from her bed quickly, stumbling over her blanket in the process. She quickly grabs a pair of sweatpants and a clean sweater and throws them on. It’s not like they’re going to be on for long anyway.
The dirty blonde takes her keys, slips on her sneakers and jacket and exits her dorm room, texting the blonde back once she’s out the door.
Bea
omw ;) 1:11a.m
Bea was practically jogging to the sorority house because she underestimated how cold it is at this hour, to be fair there’s snow everywhere so that’s her own mistake.
At the front door she considers knocking but she just tries opening the door instead since the last times it was open. Damn, Locked. She pulls her phone back out and considers calling Poppy but texts her instead that the door is locked.
The past few weeks their nightly affairs had been making Poppy a lot more civil to Bea, only in private of course. Bea even woke up with Poppy cuddled into her side a few times but she never dared to mention it. Outside of their little agreement she was still a mean bitch but Bea would be lying if that didn’t make her more attracted to Poppy.
Suddenly the door opens and Bea felt a hand pulling her inside as fast as she felt it press her body roughly against the door. The taller girl groaned at the impact but felt a pair of soft and warm lips on hers.
Poppy is holding her pinned against the door but her kisses were oddly soft, unlike the other times they’ve done this.
“You’re cold” Poppy mumbles in between kisses, opening Bea’s jacket and feeling up her body before grabbing her face to pull them into a more heated kiss. The dirty blonde pulls away out of breath.
The temperature change is making her feel breathless and Poppy’s hot hands and mouth all over her is making her feel certain things too fast.
“It’s cold outside” Bea whispers, finally getting a look at the blonde.
Poppy was wearing the most casual thing you could for sleep wear, which is strange because Poppy is never wearing anything casual. But somehow she still looks absolutely flawless in a white shirt and pink shorts.
“Dumbass” the smaller girl mumbles and goes back in to kiss Bea’s neck.
“Oh” Bea moans softly and rests her head against the door, pulling Poppy closer by the waist. The hot open-mouth kisses are really getting to Bea’s head.
Poppy kisses up the dirty blonde’s jaw and their lips meet again but Bea feels her way under the smaller girl’s shirt. The blonde gasps into the kiss and feels Bea’s cold hands caress her waist and stomach.
“Sorry I forgot to unlock” Poppy bites the taller girl’s bottom lip, feeling the cold hands slide up her back and unclasp Poppy’s bra.
“You’re forgiven” Bea’s hands find their way to the front and grab the blonde’s breast roughly. Poppy lets out a strangled moan when Bea’s cold thumbs run across her nipples.
Poppy pulls away and takes a few steps back, grabbing Bea’s hand in the process and pulling her up the stairs, into Poppy’s room.
The blonde lets herself fall on the bed and pulls Bea down with her, engulfing her again in a kiss but a lot less hectic and desperate.
Bea melts into the slow kiss for a moment before trying to put her hands back up Poppy’s shirt but the smaller girl stops her.
“Let’s not” gently pushes Bea back.
The dirty blonde quickly rolls off of Poppy “Yeah, no, of course, sorry” Bea swallows hard and meets the blonde’s warm brown eyes.
“Do you want me to leave? I can go” Bea nervously rambles on, afraid she overstepped a boundary she wasn’t aware of.
“Stay.” Poppy grabs the taller girl’s hand, “Sorry, I didn’t want to hook up, I just.. didn’t want to be alone”
“You.. wanted to hang out.. with me?” Bea blinks stupidly at the blonde, her head not following what Poppy said.
“You know what, you should leave. I’ll text you next time I want to hook up. Bye” Poppy goes to stand up and open the door but Bea grabs her before she could even leave the bed.
“Poppy, you could’ve just texted me what you wanted in the first place” a flash of frustration goes through Poppy’s eyes and leaves just as fast, replaced with a frown.
“You wouldn’t have believed me” the brown eyed girl lets herself fall back on the bed.
“Actually, you’re right so the way you played this out was perfect.. although you did leave me hanging a bit”
The dirty blonde lays beside Poppy and turns her head to look at her. The smaller girl meets her eyes and hits Bea with the back of her hand. “Don’t be a fuckboy and of course I’m right, when am I not?”
Bea raises her eyebrows in a challenging way but lets go of the comment and sits up instead. “We should go outside and finish this in a battle to the death” the taller girl dramatically stands up, pretending she had a sword in her hands and is ready to fight.
“..Weren’t you cold when you came here?” Poppy furrows her eyebrows and sits up.
“I was but you can give me a hoodie and you kind of warmed me up so let’s go!” Bea excitedly says.
“Oh my god, be quiet you’re gonna wake everyone up, fine just let me change” the blonde gets up and searches her closet for warm clothes and throws a grey ‘oversized’ hoodie at Bea.
The hoodie perfectly fits the taller girl and she once again realizes how much bigger she is than Poppy. She watches the blonde walk into the bathroom with a bunch of clothes and waits for her return, Poppy comes out wearing a bunch of layers, at least she’s not going to freeze.
“Please don’t wear stilettos, you’re not gonna be able to move in the snow” Bea says as Poppy walks over to her shoe collection in her closet.
The blonde annoyedly turns around and gives Bea a look that says ‘do you think I’m stupid’ before taking out some black boots with heels. Of course the ice queen refuses to be too short next to Bea.
Bea checks herself in the mirror and puts the hood on since she didn’t have a hat, the rears in Bea’s head start moving. “Hey Poppy, is this my hoodie? I could swear I had one like this”
“Okay I’m ready” Poppy ignores the question and zips up her jacket and moves to face Bea, as the taller girl turns around, the height difference immediately becomes noticeable since the blonde has to look up to meet Bea’s eyes. And lips, which she eyes for a moment before turning on her heels and making her way outside.
Bea swallows hard but quickly follows the smaller girl down the stairs and outside. The cold hits them with an uninviting wind blow and Poppy instinctively steps closer to Bea until her back hits the dirty blonde.
“It’s just a little wind, it’ll calm soon enough and in the park the trees will shield us so let’s go” Bea takes the blonde’s hand and drags her behind her, not even letting her rival get a chance to complain.
When they’re far enough the taller girl lets go of Poppy’s hand and they walk side by side in silence. It’s awfully dark but at least there’s street lamps everywhere and the light on the snow makes the whole campus light up.
“It is your hoodie, you left it in my room a while ago” the blonde breaks the silence.
Bea sniffs the hoodie, “I was wondering where this hoodie was.. it smells like you, did you wash it?”
“Yes” the taller girl squints her eyes at Poppy for the short response and dramatically gasps after a few seconds.
“You wore it! Why else would it smell like your perfume!” Bea quickly picks up some snow and makes a snowball.
“Tell me now or I’ll throw this on you!” the dirty blonde warns.
“Hughes, don’t you dare throw that, I washed my hair this morning” Poppy shoots daggers at Bea with her eyes. The taller girl would never even think about messing with the beautiful golden hair, it might just be one of her favorite things about Poppy.
“I warned you” Bea says before gently throwing the snowball against her rival’s chest.
Poppy dramatically gasps like the mean girl she is but surprisingly quickly she adjusts and grabs some snow and throws it right into Bea’s face.
Bea gets a handful of snow ready to throw it into the blonde’s face but Poppy smacks it out of her hand and intertwines their fingers.
Their hands are wet and uncomfortable from the molten snow but the fact that Poppy initiated it makes Bea’s heart skip a beat. The smaller girl points her other finger at Bea’s chest in warning.
“Enough, I’m not breaking a nail because of you” Poppy stabs the finger into Bea’s chest, lets go of her hand and walks off.
Bea snaps out of it as snowflakes start falling from the sky and runs after the blonde and ahead of her, reaching the park close-by the campus.
“Oh look! The lake is frozen, let’s try to ice skate on it!” the dirty blonde excitedly steps closer to the lake and looks for big stones to throw on it.
“Are you crazy? I’m not dying of hypothermia because of your dumbass idea” Poppy crosses her arms and watches as Bea throws stones on different areas of the lake.
“Relax, I thought you wanted to have some fun! Here I’m gonna provide it” Bea crouches down close to the edge of the lake and carefully steps on the ice, putting weight on it slowly.
The ice starts making cracking noises but it doesn’t actually crack so Bea carefully steps on the ice with her other foot, sitting on the edge of the lake now. Bea smiles brightly at the blonde behind her, which isn’t even trying to not show her disdain.
“I think it’ll hold us!” Bea stands up slowly and her shoes make her slide slowly away from Poppy.
“Us? There’s no way I’m getting on that ic- oh my god!” Poppy squeals and grips onto Bea as she pulls them towards the ice. Poppy’s eyes widen in horror and she’s gripping Bea’s arms so hard that her knuckles turned white.
“You’re fine, Poppy, you don’t need to grip me like you’re gonna die”
“If I’m going to die then I’ll take you with me” Poppy says but loosens her grip anyway. Bea delicately removes the blonde’s hands and ‘skates’ away in a circle.
“See? I’m skating and it’s fun!” Bea turns around to look at the smaller girl who’s concentrating on trying to keep her balance by keeping her arms out.
The taller girl slides back towards Poppy to help her skate but she can’t stop so she bumps right into the blonde and knocks them over, making Poppy fall on her butt and Bea falling in between her legs.
“Oh God Poppy, I’m so s-“ before Bea can finish her sentence Poppy starts laughing, wholeheartedly laughing, which makes the dirty blonde smile first and then laugh with her.
They gradually stop laughing and Poppy recovers first, her eyes locked onto Bea’s lips and before either of them realizes it, the blonde leans in and kisses Bea passionately.
Poppy reaches out and cups Bea’s face in her hands, Bea’s face feels hot in the smaller girl’s cold hands but they’re both starting to freeze from the ice they’re sitting on.
Bea pulls away breathlessly. They only kissed for a few seconds but Poppy knocked the breath out of the taller girl’s lungs.
The dirty blonde quickly gets up and reaches her hand out to help Poppy stand up and as she gets up, she slips on the ice but Bea grabs her by the waist to steady her.
She feels Poppy grip her arms and feels the air being knocked out of her again because she’s just so beautiful. The blonde has snowflakes sparkling in her hair and eyelashes and her cheeks are slightly pink from the cold.
“Thanks” Poppy whispers, looking up into Bea’s eyes for a bit longer but her grip on the dirty blonde loosens and she’s ready to let go and walk back to the sorority house but Bea holds on tighter.
Poppy looks back up at the taller girl and Bea leans back in to kiss her. A few inches before their lips meet, the taller girl stops and meets the blonde’s brown eyes, waiting for Poppy to possibly pull away.
But all the smaller girl does is stare back with an impatient look in her eyes, so Bea kisses her again. The ice under them no longer being a problem, makes the dirty blonde pull Poppy closer so their bodies flush against each other.
The blonde’s hand finds its way to Bea’s jaw and moves to the back of her neck and caresses the baby hair. Poppy tries to get closer by standing on her tiptoes but she slips on the ice again.
This time Bea holds them both steady and hugs Poppy against her so she won’t fall again.
“Don’t worry, I’ll catch you any time” the taller girl smiles brightly at Poppy but the blonde shoots her an unamused look and raises her eyebrows in mockery because of how cheesy that was.
Bea’s smile softens and she leans back in to kiss a molten snowflake off of Poppy’s cold and rosy cheek.
“Or I’ll just fall with you” the dirty blonde whispers and hugs Poppy a little tighter. The smaller girl meets Bea’s eyes and her brown eyes pierce right through Bea but her eyes gently change into a thoughtful gaze.
Poppy leaves a small peck on Bea’s jaw in response before moving out of the hug and leading them off the ice, never letting go of the taller girl’s hand.
“I’m cold” Poppy quietly breaks the silence.
“We’re going back now” The blonde tightly holds onto Bea’s arm as they walk back home through the gentle snowfall.