Title: Intimacy
Author: Sonata Night
Rating: G
Pairing: Glinda/Elphaba
Book/Musical: Musical
Summary: Glinda’s feelings for Elphaba are different from those for Fiyero, and she’s not sure how to explain it completely.
Notes: Although this is Glinda/Elphaba, it is still mostly friendship, just starting to be recognized as perhaps a romantic inclination on Glinda’s part, and an unknown response from Elphaba.
Disclaimer: Fish are friends, not food - Erhm, I mean, all of this is purely from my imagination.
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Elphaba’s skin seemed to shine as the sun gleamed down behind her, and her already dark hair became darker as the light contrasted against it. She was sitting, reading a book in the last bits of fading sunlight.

Glinda watched her. She’d managed to persuade Elphaba to come with her, to relax outside by the shade of a group of trees. Elphaba had consented, but her version of relaxing was far different than Glinda’s. Instead of studying, she was instead reading a non-school book. Glinda was busy making a daisy chain for her wrist. She had already made one for Elphaba, and was now watching her friend, having paused from her own bracelet.

She had noticed that recently, she’d developed quite an interesting relationship with Elphaba. Their friendship had cemented to almost inseparable, save for the times that Glinda went out with Fiyero. But at the same time, her feelings for Elphaba were different.

It was friendship, for sure, but also a more intimate feeling. While Fiyero was handsome and his personality matched hers, at least on the exterior, she knew deep down as much as she denied it, that he was not shallow and not completely happy when he was with her.

And she was not completely satisfied when she was with him. Part of her had become less carefree, more focused on something else, something deeper. Elphaba was what caused it to show up. She had begun to discuss things with Elphaba, about what would happen when they met the Wizard, what would happen in the future.

Glinda felt a sense of companionship, and could not imagine a day without Elphaba ever again. There were times at night when she was confused about what to do with Fiyero and she would crawl into bed with Elphie. They would lie there, talking quietly, and then slowly, they would each nod off, and wake the next day, share a sleepy smile, perhaps a comforting pat on the shoulder and a quick one-armed hug. Then, they would crawl out of bed and get ready for the day.

It was intimate, and confusing, because Glinda wasn’t sure what else to label it. But as she finished her daisy chain, she slid it over her wrist, and then walked over to Elphaba, knelt in the grass beside her, and took her hand, pushing the matching bracelet onto Elphaba’s wrist.

It secured what she felt for Elphaba, and she put her arms around Elphaba’s shoulders, bringing her into a hug, and Elphaba reached to pat Glinda’s arm, letting her head rest against Glinda’s shoulder. Glinda thought she might like to stay like that for a while.