Oneshots Of Reneé Rapp x y/n

Little Cutie

She gets a bit uncomfortable at the touch, but is also secretly amused by it. In fact, she enjoyed it- a lot. This person who she was trading barbs with the whole time was just... stroking her arm? She is very conflicted with her thoughts and emotions, but makes sure not to show it

Y/n keeps her arm there, looking her up and down subtly. Does she have feelings for Leighton? Oh fuck-

She goes to sit back down and adjusts into the seat, getting comfortable. She needed to have the upper hand in this situation and make sure the other girl didn't suspect something weird going on

Meanwhile, Leightons heart was doing somersaults in her chest, pining for the touch of the girl. She wants to go back to being her usual cold and uninterested self, but she can't hide it. Deep down, she wonders if this could ever go further... she hadn't had much experience with girls, so she had never been so close to a girl like this, and y/n's touch lingers on her skin, making her go crazy. She couldn't let herself feel like this, especially not for this girl of all people. She turns away from y/n and avoids eye contact, but soon feels her eyes drawn back to the seemingly perfect student. As she looks up, she notices how unbothered she is from their experience...

In reality, y/n feels like she's about to explode- she is never usually that forward with girls, but she is glad she was now. She feels as though she as earned the respect of Leighton. It meant a lot to her. Leighton thinks to herself, she's not usually that attracted to girls her age due to most of them being shallow party girls who lack intellect. Y/n was different. She was smart. She was confident. She was... older? 

Y/n scrolls on her phone-

"What year are you in?" Leighton breaks the silence suddenly.  "I'm a junior." This surprises her: she seems so much older, with an air of authority and maturity around her. This means she must only be a year or two older than Leighton, but now she is really intrigued

"What year are you in then?" Her directness only makes Leighton want to do the same. She wants to emulate her attitude; Leighton puts her phone down to look y/n in the eye, and says "I'm a freshman. My family wanted me to go to college right away, so here I am. I'm only 18, so I must seem really young to you."

"Yeah, its cute," she chuckles 

Cute? Cute?!? Leighton melts when she hears that. She hadn't heard someone call her that in a non-infantilising way in a long time. She wants to hear it again- she needs to. Her heart is beating a mile a minute now. "You think me being 18 is... cute?" She asks now with a genuine smile on her face, which isn't a normal thing for her, but she just can't help it now. She wants y/n to know she actually likes what's happening right now

"Yeah, it's adorable. I'm 21 by the way, the oldest in my year." And Leighton was one of the youngest... how interesting. She's in awe at the older girls directness, her confidence, and her attitude. And then there's the way she called Leighton cute, which y/n doesn't even know how much she likes hearing from an older woman. She needs to make her move, hesitating for a second before taking a leap of faith

"I don't mean to be bold but... can I ask you something?"

"Sure," she sets her phone down, her entire attention is directed towards Leighton. The fidgeting, the nerves in her voice... it was all very cute and appealing for y/n

"Can I ask- for your number? I think- no. I want to get to know you better..." she trails off

Her eyebrows raise in unison to her lips forming a smirk. She stands up again to walk over to Leighton, handing her her phone ready for a phone number to be entered

Y/n's smirk makes her heart pound harder. She's really good at this, she thinks, her confidence is infectious. Leighton takes the phone, adding her number under the name "little cutie", and attaching to it a kiss emoji. She hands back the phone with a cheeky smile, thinking y/n may even be flirting with her. It's been such a long time since she last had a girl this interested in her