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"A-Alright buddy, g-good night. I'll see you soon, o-okay? I-I love you."

"Okway, I w'ove you too, Spency."

"D-don't let the bedbugs bite, y-yeah?"

The brunette could hear the little boy giggling over the phone and can't help the smile on her face.

"Spency! Of course I won't."

"A-and if they do?"

"I'll whack them til' their black and blue!" Nick Hastings recites back to his sibling, as if they had said the lines a thousand times before...which they had, actually.

Spencer snickers. "Alright b-bud, g-goodnight."

"Goodnight, Spency. I w'ove you."

"I-I love you too."

Within mere seconds of hesitations on her part, Spencer's the first to take the phone away from her ear and press the little 'end call' button on the screen.

Silence.

The teenager looks around the empty living room and sighs—

That was until a certain blonde decided to enter, with less than perfect timing as usual.

"Well, Spence." She begins staring down at her from a small distance away from where she sat, smiling a bit. Except...it seemed a little off, sad, longing even. "I guess it's time for me to head off to bed and after the day we've had, I'd suggest you do the same." She forces a giggle, before giving the girl a small wave.

Another...weird and totally out of character gesture.

Spencer outwardly frowns, which only deepened as she watched the woman slowly proceed towards the staircase.

She needed to stop her.

Because well...she knew exactly what was going on and now...well now she knew the blonde wanted it too.

The brunette just had to figure out how to do it, and explain it to her girlfriend in the process.

"H-Hanna, wait."

[ Flashback ]

"Spencer! Yo, Spence!"

Raising her eyebrows, Spencer quickly turns around at the sound of her name being called.

...by no other than, Emily Fields.

Beside her, Hanna has her arms hooked through the teenager's and raises her own eyebrows at her friend's fast approaching.

The swimmer had clearly jogged to catch up with them as they were heading inside to prepare for Alison's baby shower. Once she was in front of them, the brunette smiles a tad. "Hey, Han." She greets the blonde before cocking her head towards Spencer. "Spence, could I borrow you for a moment?"

Spencer becomes tongue tied, throughly confused. "Uh..."

And she wasn't the only one.

Hanna narrows her eyes. "Em, what could you possibly want with my girlfriend?" She inquires, suspicious.

Emily rolls her eyes. "Really, Hanna? I'm not going to maul her. Now can I?"

Spencer blushes.

The blonde huffs, purposefully loud, before unhooking her arms from the taller girl. "Fine, whatever." She crosses her arms over her chest as the teen cautiously makes her way over to the swimmer. "Just have her back in one piece!"

With the shout Hanna turns to walk back the way to her friend's new apartment, while Emily throws a carefree arm around Spencer's shoulders (because they were almost the same height after all, almost) and leads her a little more ways away.

Once the swimmer was convinced they were far enough to where ears couldn't pry, she begins. "So...Spenceroni-"

"I-Its Spencer." The teenager corrects, half amused as Emily takes her arm away from her and gives her a look before clapping a hand down on her shoulder instead

"Right, Spenceroni." Spencer rolls her eyes. Emily continues. "I just wanna...ask you a couple of questions, is that alright?"

"S-sure..."

"Good." The swimmer clears her throat. "Firstly well...might as well come out and say it, ahem, has Hanna been a little overly touchy, lately?"

Spencer's eyebrows furrow, at first wanting to ask how the question was relevant but then...oh.

Yep, she should have seen this coming.

The teenager may be oblivious to some things— but she wasn't blind, nor deaf.

She knew what this was about.

Inhaling and exhaling, the brunette simply nods her head.

Emily hums. "Mhm, and have you been finding yourself a little more flustered than usual?"

Again, Spencer simply nods without hesitation— except this time she opens her mouth to also respond. "I-I know what th-this is about, Emily."

"You do?"

The taller brunette takes a bit offense to the fact that the swimmer seemed genuinely surprised that she caught on.

"Y-yes, I do." She shifts her weight, going from left to right a bit nervously. "Y-you're saying Hanna's t-trying to...s-seduce me, right?"

Emily's eyebrows shoot up. "Wow..." She slowly removes her hand from the younger girl's shoulder. "You do know what I'm talking about, I'm impressed. But um...I also wanted to warn you about, well, taking things at your own pace...know what I mean?"

"..."

Emily gives her an expecting look, eyes screaming 'Well?'.

'Oh god...it's like the birds and the bees again, why oh why must I be a teenager?'

Spencer swallows thickly, eyes slightly wide. "I-I get it, Emily."

"Do you?" The woman implores back to her, a truly curious look on her features. "Spence, you have to make sure you're comfortable and ready, Hanna has been my best friend since we were in diapers, okay? But she has a tendency to...rush things sometimes in her relationships, hence the not so good ending of Lucas and her other...ex-boyfriends. And I don't want you two to go breaking each other's hearts, because Hanna means a lot to me." She sigh, arms crossings. "...and believe it or not— you're growing on me too, Spenceroni."

Spencer lets a small smile grace her features as the swimmer playfully bumps their shoulders. She nods to herself. "I...I think I u-understand."

"Yeah?" Emily has a hopeful look on her face.

The teenager nods, amused. "Yeah..."

"..."

Awkward silence.

"...and b-believe me when I tell you I-I've seen Hanna break a nail before and literally a-almost have a m-meltdown. I-I think I know to expect the u-unexpected when we get home."

'Home'

Emily cracks up, the silence officially broken. She throws her arm around the teen once again as they make their way back into her apartment.

"You know there's something about you, Spence. You're lucky to have Hanna, and vice versa. She's lucky to have you too."

[ Flashback End ]

Hanna pauses on the third step, hesitating before turning around. "What's up, Spence?" She attempts to sound as calm as possible, even with her heart hammering in her chest.

Swallowing slowly, Spencer stands up from her position on the blonde's couch even slower, keeping her eyes connected with the blonde's the whole time.

"S-Spence?" The older woman rightfully questions warily. "Wh-what-" The blonde's words are cut short, as suddenly the teen was right in front of her.

And close.

Like...lips inches away from her own, close.

Hanna bites her lip shyly, taking a shuttering breath...her eyes no longer focusing on dark chocolate brown. But on soft pink lips.

"H-Hanna?"

"Yes, Spencer?" The blonde's voice was right above a whisper, same as the brunette's.

Had it been possible in the real world, and not just cartoons, both girl's hearts would be beating out their chests right then, bumping against each other's.

"I...think I love you."

And before Hanna has anything to do but feel her heart melt down to her toes and go slightly wide eyed, the soft lips from before are upon hers. Slowly...at first.

As the blonde begins to kiss back, bewildered yet in utter bliss, suddenly the teen becomes more bold— wrapping her arms around the woman's slim waist, and moving her lips even faster against the blonde's.

Now the room was in silence, besides the not-so occasional appreciative moan and heavy breathing of course.

Hanna places both hands on the sides of the brunette's neck firmly before allowing her tongue to glide easily into the teen's mouth.

Meanwhile, Spencer lets out a grateful groan at the action, feeling the blonde press closer to her in return.

Spencer was actually surprised she could form a single coherent thought, let alone several.

Well...I told her I loved her and she's not slapping me or kicking me out of the house, she's kissing me! That has to be good, right?...now a step forward...

The tall girl takes a small step forward with their lips still attached, ultimately forcing the blonde back as well.

Hanna takes the hint...but not without a raised eyebrow, hesitantly pulling away from the teen in front of her, watching with hooded eyes as the brunette almost follows her. The blonde puts a hand between them, eyes blinking rapidly— both majorly turned on and confused at the same time. "Wait."

The brunette abides.

Hanna chews down on her lower lip. "A-Are you...sure?"

"Sure?" Spencer's mind was still very, very, much clouded from the blonde's recreation on her. It was as if she were under a spell.

The woman almost smirks, she really would have...had the current situation not been so serious.

"Spencer." Now that tone got the teenager's attention of the blonde wrapped up in her arms. "Are you sure...about this?" She gestures between them and the stairs.

A little of the brunette's nerves started to show again as her eyes flicker any and everywhere about the room, but blue irises. "T-The love er...th-thing? O-Or the se...uh, i-intercourse thing?"

Hanna's eyes soften. God, she's young "Both." She strokes her fingers softly up and down the girl's neck, but the teenager still wouldn't look at her. "Spence, look at me."

A moments pause, and Spencer does just that.

The blonde sighs. "Okay, now...tell me babe...how do you feel?"

"..."

Spencer takes a deep shallow breath, staring the blonde right in her beautiful eyes. "I think, I-I know...I love you, Hanna Marin. Y-You're beautiful, you're kind, and caring. You're the m-most generous person i-in my life right now, just like you're the most loving...even if you're a shopaholic, a bit i-impulsive, a-and careless sometimes. That's why y-you mean so so very much t-to me Hanna, and yeah i-i'm young, but I know this feeling and i-it...it has to be-"

Hanna cuts the young girl off easily, crashing her lips onto hers.

"Mm..."

"Spence." The entrepreneur nearly sobs into the brunette's mouth, worrying said girl a bit— especially when the blonde pulls away from her, eyes holding unshed tears while she shakes. "I-I can't believe you just said all that, I...I love you too, Spencer Hastings."

Resisting the urge to pinch herself (because their was just no way she wasn't dreaming right then), Spencer shakes her head to herself. "Wh...really?"

Nodding, Hanna laughs at the teen's reaction. "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it, Spence. I do. I love-mhmm..."

This time it's Spencer's turn to attach soft mouth and tongue to her own, cutting the blonde's sentence off thoroughly. Smiling all the while, in fact both of them were.

Not that either of them minded...because it was all the taller girl needed to hear.

As the couple start to make their way up the stairs in front of them, never taking their lips from one another— not even as they were tearing each other's clothes off— Spencer and Hanna both come to one realization...

She's the one

No doubt about it.

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