What a Way to Start the New Year (Lea/Dianna)
Name: What a Way to Start the New Year
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lea and Dianna ring in the new year in Central Park. Dianna is slightly drunk.
Author's Note: I don't know, you guys. I really don't know. This is actually in the universe of I First Saw You on a Sunday...so they're married. And there is a surprise appearance by Jonathan Groff and Phoebe Strole, slightly randomly. Mostly it's just Drunkgron. The title actually comes from a Parachute song named "New Year," but it's not a very happy song, so don't listen to it with the fic.
"WHOOOOOOOOO!"
That was all Lea heard as she was tackled from behind by Dianna. Who was, at the moment, very drunk, and highly adorable. It was stupid, considering Lea saw Di at all hours of the day, when she was sleepy or lazy or just normal Dianna, considering they were married, but even when the girl was making a scene of herself in the middle of Central Park, it was still adorable.
And the girl was now breathing into the back of Lea's neck, humming some jazzy tune under her breath, with her arms locked tight around Lea's waist. While Lea was happy she wasn't getting shouted at from this close of a range, she wondered what kind of roller coaster ride went on in Dianna's brain when she got this drunk - from one moment to the next she would flip from excited to quiet to loving to sarcastic. Right now, though, it seemed that Di was content with leaning against her wife and holding her as tightly as possible.
In front of her, Jonathan and Phoebe are staring amusedly at the interruption to their conversation. It was lovely, being here with her friends and family in the relative anonymity the city provided her, and it was even better that she was there with her wife, her everything. A whole host of people had come to ring in the new year in the greatest city in the world, and they had commandeered a rocky area in the park. Lea could vaguely see Harry trying to teach her mom how to do some complicated dance move.
"So, when will she finally start to...sober up?" Phoebe asks, laughing slightly as Dianna starts moving Lea from side to side, swaying to whatever song the blonde is humming into the skin at Lea's neck.
"Who knows. It's always very unpredictable," Lea says, just as Dianna spins the two of them around. "Baby, what on earth are you doing?" she asks, as Jon and Phoebe laugh loudly.
"I think we'll leave you to deal with Drunky McDrunksters," Jon says through laughter, while Lea sends a glare his way. No matter how much Dianna currently resembles Drunky McDrunksters, the only person who could possibly be allowed to call her that is Lea. Obviously.
"They were boring anyway," Dianna whispers, leaning close to Lea's face to release this opinion, as if it was some big secret. And Dianna apparently thinks it is, because she spins around a few times, seemingly looking to make sure no one is listening.
"We were talking about the good old days at Spring Awakening," Lea laughs, catching Dianna by the arms and pulling the girl close before she tumbles off the rocks and Lea has to spend the night in the emergency room over Dianna's hospital bed.
"Sooooooo?" Dianna asks, drawing the word out and poking at Lea. "You totally had the look on your face like, 'Dianna come rescue me from the boringness that is happening to me right now and then let's make out.'"
"I think you might've misinterpreted the look I had on my face, baby," Lea laughs, and Dianna frowns, leaning down to knock her forehead against Lea's.
"You're my wife and I obviously know you better than you know yourself, okay? You definitely had that look. I know all your looks. I spend...lots of time...staring at your face - is that guy in a burrito costume?"
Lea laughs loudly, dropping her head to rest in the crook of Dianna's neck and catching a glimpse of a guy who is indeed in a burrito costume. This woman was so adorable it hurt sometimes.
"I really want a burrito. Can you go get me one?" Dianna asks, her words slurring as she wraps her arms around Lea and sways them back and forth, starting to hum the jazz song again.
"You're a vegetarian."
"I eat a lot of meat though. Or wait. I eat a lot of...beaver. Or. Something. I eat a lot of you. So obviously, I want a burrito. Go ask the burrito man if he has one."
Lea laughs again, tucking her head further into Dianna's neck and breathing happily there.
"I love you," she whispers, her fingers playing with one of the buttons on Dianna's coat.
"I love you, too," Dianna answers, her voice suddenly serious. "Like a lot. You're my favorite person. I like you. And like, the way you are. And stuff. When is the thingy?"
Seriously. Drunk Dianna was by far the most adorable thing to ever exist. Lea was sure she would think differently next morning while she had to take care of hungover Dianna, but all the same. At the moment...this was everything she loved about this girl. Even when she was drunk off her ass, she had Lea wrapped up in her arms, and was taking care of her the best she could. Keeping her warm and safe.
Lea was so lucky to have married this woman.
"...the thingy with the shiny...and the...HEY, THOSE HORSES ARE TERRIBLY ABUSED!" Dianna shouts down at a group of people riding in a horse-drawn carriage. The whole group around them bursts into laughter while Lea hides a smile once again.
"Midnight is in two minutes!" Lea hears an announcer go off in the middle of the park, and Dianna lets out a loud whoop.
"Are you going to kiss me at midnight?" Dianna asks, still swaying the pair of them back and forth in some semblance of a dance.
"Of course, baby. You're my wife. Who else would I kiss?" Lea asks, looking up at Di incredulously.
"I don't know. Someone who is not me. That would be sad. Because I want to kiss you all the time. And stuff. You didn't always kiss me," Dianna mutters, glancing around at all the people as if one of them is going to steal Lea's kiss away from her.
"That was an unfortunate time. I was very lost," Lea says, laughing until Dianna frowns.
"Well at least I found you, dummy. You won't ever get lost again," Dianna says, dropping a kiss on Lea's forehead before she hears the countdown to the new year start. Lea's heart, however, has melted and she can only stare as Dianna shouts at the numbers.
When they all hit zero, Lea surges forward, grabbing Dianna by the face and pulling her down for a searing kiss that cuts off Dianna's loud yelling with a muffled yelp of surprise that quickly switches to slight moans.
When they finally draw back away from each other, Jonathan catcalling down at them, Lea crashes against Dianna's neck and buries her head there. "I really, really, really love you."
"I really, really, really, mucho love you too," Dianna whispers against Lea's hair. They're silent as the city cheers around them, content in their happiness, before Dianna speaks again.
"Are you sure I can't have a burrito?"
Lea laughs again, and pulls her wife closer in the first minutes of a brand new year.
the end.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lea and Dianna ring in the new year in Central Park. Dianna is slightly drunk.
Author's Note: I don't know, you guys. I really don't know. This is actually in the universe of I First Saw You on a Sunday...so they're married. And there is a surprise appearance by Jonathan Groff and Phoebe Strole, slightly randomly. Mostly it's just Drunkgron. The title actually comes from a Parachute song named "New Year," but it's not a very happy song, so don't listen to it with the fic.
"WHOOOOOOOOO!"
That was all Lea heard as she was tackled from behind by Dianna. Who was, at the moment, very drunk, and highly adorable. It was stupid, considering Lea saw Di at all hours of the day, when she was sleepy or lazy or just normal Dianna, considering they were married, but even when the girl was making a scene of herself in the middle of Central Park, it was still adorable.
And the girl was now breathing into the back of Lea's neck, humming some jazzy tune under her breath, with her arms locked tight around Lea's waist. While Lea was happy she wasn't getting shouted at from this close of a range, she wondered what kind of roller coaster ride went on in Dianna's brain when she got this drunk - from one moment to the next she would flip from excited to quiet to loving to sarcastic. Right now, though, it seemed that Di was content with leaning against her wife and holding her as tightly as possible.
In front of her, Jonathan and Phoebe are staring amusedly at the interruption to their conversation. It was lovely, being here with her friends and family in the relative anonymity the city provided her, and it was even better that she was there with her wife, her everything. A whole host of people had come to ring in the new year in the greatest city in the world, and they had commandeered a rocky area in the park. Lea could vaguely see Harry trying to teach her mom how to do some complicated dance move.
"So, when will she finally start to...sober up?" Phoebe asks, laughing slightly as Dianna starts moving Lea from side to side, swaying to whatever song the blonde is humming into the skin at Lea's neck.
"Who knows. It's always very unpredictable," Lea says, just as Dianna spins the two of them around. "Baby, what on earth are you doing?" she asks, as Jon and Phoebe laugh loudly.
"I think we'll leave you to deal with Drunky McDrunksters," Jon says through laughter, while Lea sends a glare his way. No matter how much Dianna currently resembles Drunky McDrunksters, the only person who could possibly be allowed to call her that is Lea. Obviously.
"They were boring anyway," Dianna whispers, leaning close to Lea's face to release this opinion, as if it was some big secret. And Dianna apparently thinks it is, because she spins around a few times, seemingly looking to make sure no one is listening.
"We were talking about the good old days at Spring Awakening," Lea laughs, catching Dianna by the arms and pulling the girl close before she tumbles off the rocks and Lea has to spend the night in the emergency room over Dianna's hospital bed.
"Sooooooo?" Dianna asks, drawing the word out and poking at Lea. "You totally had the look on your face like, 'Dianna come rescue me from the boringness that is happening to me right now and then let's make out.'"
"I think you might've misinterpreted the look I had on my face, baby," Lea laughs, and Dianna frowns, leaning down to knock her forehead against Lea's.
"You're my wife and I obviously know you better than you know yourself, okay? You definitely had that look. I know all your looks. I spend...lots of time...staring at your face - is that guy in a burrito costume?"
Lea laughs loudly, dropping her head to rest in the crook of Dianna's neck and catching a glimpse of a guy who is indeed in a burrito costume. This woman was so adorable it hurt sometimes.
"I really want a burrito. Can you go get me one?" Dianna asks, her words slurring as she wraps her arms around Lea and sways them back and forth, starting to hum the jazz song again.
"You're a vegetarian."
"I eat a lot of meat though. Or wait. I eat a lot of...beaver. Or. Something. I eat a lot of you. So obviously, I want a burrito. Go ask the burrito man if he has one."
Lea laughs again, tucking her head further into Dianna's neck and breathing happily there.
"I love you," she whispers, her fingers playing with one of the buttons on Dianna's coat.
"I love you, too," Dianna answers, her voice suddenly serious. "Like a lot. You're my favorite person. I like you. And like, the way you are. And stuff. When is the thingy?"
Seriously. Drunk Dianna was by far the most adorable thing to ever exist. Lea was sure she would think differently next morning while she had to take care of hungover Dianna, but all the same. At the moment...this was everything she loved about this girl. Even when she was drunk off her ass, she had Lea wrapped up in her arms, and was taking care of her the best she could. Keeping her warm and safe.
Lea was so lucky to have married this woman.
"...the thingy with the shiny...and the...HEY, THOSE HORSES ARE TERRIBLY ABUSED!" Dianna shouts down at a group of people riding in a horse-drawn carriage. The whole group around them bursts into laughter while Lea hides a smile once again.
"Midnight is in two minutes!" Lea hears an announcer go off in the middle of the park, and Dianna lets out a loud whoop.
"Are you going to kiss me at midnight?" Dianna asks, still swaying the pair of them back and forth in some semblance of a dance.
"Of course, baby. You're my wife. Who else would I kiss?" Lea asks, looking up at Di incredulously.
"I don't know. Someone who is not me. That would be sad. Because I want to kiss you all the time. And stuff. You didn't always kiss me," Dianna mutters, glancing around at all the people as if one of them is going to steal Lea's kiss away from her.
"That was an unfortunate time. I was very lost," Lea says, laughing until Dianna frowns.
"Well at least I found you, dummy. You won't ever get lost again," Dianna says, dropping a kiss on Lea's forehead before she hears the countdown to the new year start. Lea's heart, however, has melted and she can only stare as Dianna shouts at the numbers.
When they all hit zero, Lea surges forward, grabbing Dianna by the face and pulling her down for a searing kiss that cuts off Dianna's loud yelling with a muffled yelp of surprise that quickly switches to slight moans.
When they finally draw back away from each other, Jonathan catcalling down at them, Lea crashes against Dianna's neck and buries her head there. "I really, really, really love you."
"I really, really, really, mucho love you too," Dianna whispers against Lea's hair. They're silent as the city cheers around them, content in their happiness, before Dianna speaks again.
"Are you sure I can't have a burrito?"
Lea laughs again, and pulls her wife closer in the first minutes of a brand new year.
the end.