Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Knight Squad
Challenge/Prompt: slashthedrabble 503: Dirty Laundry
Word Count: 500
Date Written: 2 October 2018
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Nickelodeon, not the author, and are used without permission.
“What are you doing?” Sage asked, almost growling, when Buttercup entered her room without knocking.
Buttercup froze at first, fearful of Sage’s anger being turned toward her, but then she just smiled, giggled, and lifted her tiny shoulders in a carefree shrug. “Oh. I’m just here to get your laundry.” Buttercup moved toward the pile of dirty clothes in Sage’s floor. She never bothered with the basket Buttercup had brought her long ago, and she never did her own laundry.
“Come here,” Sage commanded, leaning up on her elbows.
Buttercup obeyed without a second’s thought or hesitation. She stood before her best friend, all sweet smiles and innocence, but when Sage said nothing else for several minutes and just stared at her, she finally asked, doubt beginning to creep in, “Did I do something wrong?” Sage hadn’t hit her -- yet --, she thought, so whatever she’d done must not have been too bad.
“You just . . . “ She shook her head. “Shut up and come here.” She reached her hand out. Buttercup took it, and she pulled her into her bed beside her.
“Do you want me to do your nails?”
“No. I just want you to lay here and look at what you made.” Buttercup relaxed slowly into Sage’s embrace. She held her for a while before commenting softly, “You have talent, you know.”
Buttercup giggled but stopped at Sage’s cross glower. “I’m sorry,” she apologized. “It’s just that your breath tickled when it blew across my hair. I could cut it -- “
“No. Leave it the way it is.” Leave you the way you are, she thought before she could stop herself. Gazing deeply into her secret girlfriend’s sweet and beautiful eyes, she finally asked quietly, “Why do you put up with me?”
Buttercup’s smile faltered for only a heartbeat of a moment. “Because you’re my best friend,” she answered honestly.
“And you drew that picture -- “ Sage said pointing at the image of herself and Buttercup riding an unicorn bareback.
“Because I want us to do that some day.”
“You know unicorns don’t come near anything evil.”
Buttercup looked at her in surprise. “You’re not evil!” Sage growled, but she insisted, “You’re my Sagey.” She leaned down toward her.
“Don’t you ever call me that outside of these walls!” Sage’s rough tone would have stopped anyone else in their tracks, but Buttercup just kept wiggling closer to her until her lips touched hers.
One kiss, and Sage felt her anger beginning to fade. Another, and her strength was leaving her. A third made her muscles seem made of jelly, and the fourth had her completely relaxed, leaning against her bed. Buttercup had her in a position where nobody else would ever have her. She could do anything she wanted, but she just proceeded to kiss her, every kiss seeming sweeter and more passionate than the last. Sage thought of all the times she’d told Buttercup she needed her, but secretly, she knew, she was the lucky one to have her.