Fem x Fem Celebrity One Shots (6)

Kiss me, it's tradition

RossYuri5 wanted Melissa Benoist and reader walking, then stopping under the mistletoe. Hope you like it, enjoy!

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Fixing her fake glasses, Melissa watched as one of the many stagehands handed Y/n a freshly made steaming cup of coffee. It irked her to no ends, and she really didn't know why. She's never been a jealous person, was okay with friends hanging all over her and kissing her cheeks, but this, this caused the peak of her jealousy.

"Mel? Calm down on the glaring, you're gonna burn holes in that poor guy's back." Red came to Melissa's cheeks, trying to hide her embarrassment.

"I've never had trouble with this. Everyone kisses her cheek, or hugs her, drapes themselves over her, and it's done nothing to me, but him, that guy? I really wanna just pull Y/n close, and make make out with her." Chyler laughs loudly, earning looks from everyone around.

"So you don't hurt the poor guy, why don't you go on a walk with your girlfriend, hmm?" Melissa gives a nod, walking toward her girlfriend, who held onto the hot cup tightly.

"Babe?" Y/n smiles brightly, making her way towards Melissa, who already had her arms open and ready for a hug. Y/n giggles, but falls into the hug, closing her eyes in content.

"Hi baby. Tony was showing me his little girl. She's so cute!" The jealousy she was feeling instantly melts away, and a sense of relief comes over her.

"I missed you," Melissa mumbles, earning a cheek kiss, before a sweet kiss happens.

"I missed you too. Wanna walk for a bit?" Melissa nods, letting Y/n take her hand, and pulls her towards the entrance of the warehouse. But, has to stop when Y/n spots the mistletoe hanging up. Melissa looks up, immediately blushing.

"Kiss me, it's tradition." Y/n tells. Melissa wasn't gonna give or turn away the demand, so Melissa pulls Y/n against her, pressing her lips against the blondes. When their lips kissed, it felt right, the feeling of love encasing their heart?b tangling together, never letting go again.

Their friends cheered for the couple, and there's a flash somewhere, but neither care. When air becomes priority, they pull away, panting and smiling. All Melissa can think is whoever came up with mistletoe, needs a card of thanks.