"Isn't that sexy?"
Holding out the small fabric backpack, Waverly undid the drawstrings and started filtering through the contents, listing it out to Nicole in front of her. “So your ID is there, your wallet, gum, spray and I also put in a portable charger and a card with my number on it-“
“I know your number.” Nicole interrupted, fighting off a smile.
“Not when you’re drunk.” Waverly continued, moving a few more things. “There’s change in here in case anything happens and you loose your card. Don’t let your phone die or let anyone use the charger, keep it charged.” She warned, fastening the bag back up and handing it to Nicole.
“I’m the cop, shouldn’t I be lecturing you on safety.” The officer smirked, rubbing her hands up Waverly’s toned arms; she let her eyes fall over Waverly’s outfit for a second and felt a little light headed at the sight. The small girl had on a two piece dress, white with little red flowers all over it, almost retro looking; the fabric of the top stretched across her breasts and cut off to expose her perfect abs and the skirt flowed skater style, ending just above her knees and exposing her toned calfs made even better by the strapped heels. In that moment she forgot everything and didn’t even notice Waverly doing the same with her outfit. She was going out though rather than staying in, so she had on fitted blue jeans which clung to her curves and a looser white shirt tucked in beneath the thick leather belt with a few buttons popped open around the collar, exposing some of her shoulder and cleavage. Some old vans and her leather jacket completed the look and she reached up to pull her short hair from behind her ears, flicking it back and almost knocking Waverly over with the sight.
The brunette caught her eye and blushed a little at the smirk which Nicole held on her face. She shook her head visibly and swallowed, trying to remember why they were having this conversation. “Maybe you should, but you’re going out with Ash and my sister who hasn’t drunk in a long time.” Waverly raised her brow and Nicole laughed softly, putting the backpack on the floor next to them and wrapping her arms around Waverly’s back, pulling her close.
“I’ll be safe, I promise. I’m not risking not being able to marry you.” She beamed and Waverly was glad to have the taller girl's arms around her or else she might have collapsed from how weak her knees went. Nicole lowered her voice an octave and leant in to nip at Waverly’s ear lightly; it wasn’t something the redhead did often, usually it was the other way around, but when she did it gave Waverly’s entire body chills. “You look so beautiful.” She pulled back to look at Waverly again, running her hands through the soft waves gently as if to emphasise her point. They both knew Waverly’s loose beach wave, almost crimped hairstyle was Nicole’s favourite. Waverly knew exactly how Nicole felt, because the short, slightly wavy hair Nicole wore now was also her favourite and she could never quite believe how gorgeous she thought Nicole was. The second she’d met Nicole she came home and took every poster off her wall, because she couldn’t find anyone she wanted to look at as much as her girlfriend.
“You look so hot.” Eventually, Waverly breathed out, her eyes were wide and she was almost breathless just from the intensity of the moment.
Nicole smirked again and kissed Waverly’s jaw, feeling the shiver which ran through the small girl. “Yeah?” She asked, raising her brow. At this point, both of them knew the quickest and most effective way to drive the other wild. Nicole knew her confidence, pretend arrogance and the subtle eyebrow raise were Waverly’s weakness'.
The plan worked as Waverly nodded rapidly, her eyes were wide and her mouth hanging open slightly. Nicole tried not to let herself show that she was just as much of a mess as Waverly right now. “Oh my god yes.” Waverly squeaked out. “Can we change the plan last minute and have a joint bachelorette?” She groaned and Nicole laughed heartily, leaning down to finally pull the girl into a proper kiss.
“I’m not sure Wynonna would allow it. She’s already ‘made plans’.” Nicole shrugged. “Whatever the hell that means... I’m a little nervous.”
“You probably should be.” Waverly giggled, leaning up to kiss Nicole again. It was almost as though now the first kiss had happened, they couldn’t stop.
“We’ve gotta stop or else I’m not going to be able to.” Nicole smiled into the kiss, their lips brushing as she spoke; she let out a breathy laugh as she heard Waverly’s groan.
“This is all I’m going to be able to think about all night.” Waverly complained, pressing her forehead against Nicole’s.
“Isn’t the entire point of tonight to not think about the wedding for one night?” Nicole chuckled and Waverly shook her head, pushing forward to kiss her again.
“I want to think about it.” She grinned.
“Me too.” Nicole tilted Waverly’s chin up gently and leaned in as the brunette’s hands found their way around her neck.
A loud beeping came from outside and they broke away laughing. “Isn’t she in a cab? How is she beeping the horn?” Nicole shook her head.
“It’s Wynonna. She probably shoved the driver out the way.” Waverly giggled, jumping a little as Whiskey darted past them and started scratching at the door. “Remember when you said you were gonna train him.” She winked at Nicole over her shoulder and the redhead groaned reaching round to grab the dog’s collar.
“Whiskey down.” Unsurprisingly nothing happened and the dog bounced out of her arms, sending Nicole slipping forward on her knees. She flopped onto her back and looked up at Waverly who was doubled over laughing. “It’s not funny Waves.” Nicole groaned, pushing herself back up to standing and scowling at the dog who was paused watching her at Waverly’s side.
“IF SHE DOESN'T HURRY UP WE’RE LEAVING WITHOUT HER!” Wynonna screeched, leaning out of the door of the limo which Ash had decided they were taking so they could all fit together. Behind her, Ash yanked her back inside. Behind them, Doc, Mikey and Robin were chatting casually.
“It’s my party!” Nicole huffed, wrapping one arm around Waverly and taking the backpack from her in the other hand. Ignoring the shouting and groaning from outside, she dipped Waverly slightly with one arm firmly supporting her back and connecting their lips passionately.
“HANDS OFF MY SISTER HORNY HAUGHT!” Wynonna yelled and Nicole pulled away with wide eyes, her face softening at the gentle blush on Waverly’s face. “She just said that in front of everyone.” Nicole complained, pressing her face into Waverly’s neck as the small girls hands twisted through her hair, caressing her head gently.
“Baby, no one cares apart from you.” Waverly laughed lightly. “Okay, go, don’t forget-“
“Don’t loose the charger, there’s change in the bag and to call you if anything happens to Wynonna. Cross my heart.” Nicole replied without hesitation and Waverly blushed, nodding softly.
“I love you.” Waverly added, leaning on the doorframe as Nicole headed towards the car, turning back with a smile.
“Love you!” She shouted and half jumped, half was pulled into the limo by Ash and Wynonna who immediately thrust a can of beer into her hand.
“HEYYYYYY!” Chrissy and Rosita cheered as Waverly swung open the door, Jeremy leant back on the couch behind them, waving with the hand not holding a glass.
“Oh my god I LOVE this song!” Chrissy squealed and spun Rosita around moving into the living room to pour them a drink.
“We brought booze - LOTS of booze!” Rosita winked, placing the huge duffle bag she had over her shoulder on the countertop. She moved round the other side and pulled out the mixology kit she’d bought Waverly when they’d started University. “Pornstar martini coming right up.” She winked at Waverly who clapped her hands, jumping up onto the counter and watching her friend mix drinks. “JERBEAR! What do you want?!”
“Uhhhh.” The small boy shuffled into the room with his whiskey and coke.
“Dark and stormy.” Waverly nodded at him, clapping her hand on the counter and Jeremy smiled thankfully, having no understanding of the types of cocktails.
“Sex on the beach.” Chrissy added for herself and Rosita grinned, flipping bottles and forming recipes as if it was nothing special.
“Did you get all of this stuff from work?” Waverly asked with wide eyes, spinning bottles around and shifting small ingredients like spices and fruit which were added to different drinks; it looked like there was enough ingredients here to make any drink under the sun.
“I practically run that place, I’ve only been there half a year but I’m in the running to take over.” Rosita shrugged, pouring two porn star martini’s and sliding one to Waverly.
“Isn’t that sexy?” Chrissy ran her hand up the back of Rosita’s backless top and Waverly pressed her hand on her eyes.
“I’m not answering that.” She giggled, looking back at Jeremy who was leaning against the counter next to her.
Jeremy shrugged and took the dark and stormy from Rosita sipping it and only wincing a little. “Don’t look at me. I’m taken.”
“And gay.” Rosita added.
“Yeah very gay.” Jeremy confirmed and they all laughed, lifting their glasses to cheers.
“Remember the rules Nicky.” Wynonna teased, perched opposite Nicole in their little booth at Pussy Willow’s.
“There’s only one rule.” Nicole rolled her eyes, downing half of her beer.
“Which issssssss?” Ash added, tilting her head and connecting her hand with Wynonna’s who raised it in a high five.
“We can’t talk about Waverly for all of tonight.”
“No love, you cannot talk about Waverly, I do not recall making such a deal.” Doc cheersed his glass with Mikey who laughed loudly, everyone already a little drunk.
“That is not fair, I- no.” Nicole shook her head as she saw Ash gesturing for one of the women to come over, remembering her best friend’s high school promise that one day she would do this. “Ashley no. I’m serious.” Lowering her voice she leant across the table towards her friend who was wedged between Wynonna and Doc very deliberately. “I am engaged.” She hissed and Ash snorted.
“That’s exactly why it’s a huge yes!”
Nicole had no time to reply before she felt a hand sliding over her shoulder and she fell back into the chair tensing her jaw and scowling at her friend. She knew Waverly probably already knew about it and found it hilarious how much she was panicking. For someone who had all of the confidence when it came to flirting, Nicole was not very good at being the one flirted with, she preferred to put that attention on someone else.
“Hey sexy.” A tall tanned woman slid her hand down Nicole’s arm and she nodded with a tight lipped smile not replying. Nicole was engaged, but she was also very gay and quite drunk, meaning she had no idea how to react when the tall tanned blonde woman started to stroke her thigh gently. I’m going to kill Ash, I’m going to kill all of them for this, she ran the thoughts through her head, not focusing on the breasts which were now incredibly close to her face. Thankfully the experience was less than a few minutes, the gorgeous woman was very good at taking a hint and nothing she could do was getting her the reaction it would usually. It also helped that Wynonna looked like she was about to stab her.
“You’re just not drunk enough.” Ash rolled her eyes, finishing her drink. “18 year old Nicky would have hyperventilated.”
“Or.” Nicole finished her drink in tandem. “I already have the most beautiful girl so no one else has that affect anymore.” She shrugged and Mikey gasped, pointing at her.
“THE RULE! You broke the rule!” He clapped excitedly.
“What? No I didn’t! That doesn’t count!” She shook her head, but Wynonna was already up running to the bar and ordering another round of shots.
“Drink up Haughty.” She passed two to Nicole and then the others around the rest of the table.
“Cheers to Wayhaught.” Robin nudged Nicole’s shoulder and she shook her head grinning and downing her tequila shot with a wince.
“Okay so now Ash’s weird, awkward lap dance thing is over, it’s my turn.” Wynonna slapped her hand on the table, clattering all of the glasses together.
“You- your what?” Nicole stared with wide eyes, panicking even more about where this was going and looking instantly to Doc for help.
Noticing the panic on her best friend’s face Wynonna rolled her eyes with a snort. “Not like that you perv, I meant my turn to choose what we’re doing next!”
With a huge exhale, Nicole sunk back into the chair, hand on her chest. Her vision was a little blurry from the lights and alcohol and her body felt warm, but she was by no means drunk enough for another lap dance - definitely not from her best friend and fiancé’s sister. “Jesus Christ Wynonna don’t do that!”
“Please Haught, there’s only one person here who gets all of that.” She winked at Doc who winked back without hesitation.
“Well I should hope so, you birthed his kids.” Robin laughed, pushing them all out of the booth to standing.
“Actually I was talking about Ash.” Wynonna flipped her thumb over her shoulder with a click of her tongue and Ash smirked, jumping up and clapping Nicole on the back.
“Alright Earp, what’s up next.” Mikey scanned the room and then back at Wynonna who had a sparkle in her eye.
“We should ride the bull before she’s too drunk to stand.” Wynonna teased and Nicole pressed her hand into her temples already predicting the mess which was to come from this.
“Only one thing I like to ride.” Nicole mumbled, following Wynonna who gagged loudly.
“Watch it Haught, I can still send you home.” Wynonna threatened, flipping her off.
“It’s my party.” Nicole replied softly shaking her head with smile.
"No way, you cheated, give me that!" Waverly lunged across the circle which they were all sat in on the floor, grabbing at the cards in her friends hand. "There is no way that was your hand! You're such a cheat Rosie!" She giggled, swatting the brunette with a cushion from the homestead floor.
"When?! I couldn't cheat, you've been here!" Rosita smirked tipping back a margarita.
"I don't know, but you're good at a lot of things I had no idea about." Waverly replied, sinking back down with a grin.
"Damn right she is." Chrissy smirked and Waverly squealed, hiding her face in the same cushion which she'd been clutching to her chest.
"No not that, oh my god!" She giggled, drinking her own cocktail.
"You can cheat when people are looking." Jeremy added and they all turned to look at him with wide eyes. "Doc taught me." He shrugged and Waverly shook her head.
"Yeah I'm sure he did." She bumped their shoulders together and Jeremy blushed.
"Shut up you said you had a crush on him too!" He retorted, half downing his beer; they'd given up on cocktails for him when he was already drunk after the first one.
"No! I said I thought he was hot when I was like 12!" Waverly gently pushed Jeremy who dramatically lay on his back. "He's so not my type."
"Girl he's everyone's type." Rosita interjected, shrugging when Chrissy glared at her. “What? Like you wouldn't babe!"
"I would not!" Chrissy confirmed and Waverly lifted her glass to cheers.
"Your loss, he's actually good in bed." Rosita replied as Waverly coughed, sending some of the martini out through her nose.
"What do you mean?!" She replied, still coughing a bit and trying to get her composure back.
“Damn, I'm jealous." Jeremy grinned.
"What? Wynonna and him were broken up at the time. I was young and having fun, don't worry I slept with Wynonna too." Rosita smirked and Waverly almost spilled her drink all over herself.
"YOU SLEPT WITH MY SISTER?!"
"Well now I'm jealous." Chrissy added and Waverly shot her eyes between them frantically.
"What is happening?" She breathed out.
“Waverly, you're both super hot." By the time Chrissy added that, Waverly's eyes were so wide they felt like they were going to pop out of her head.
"Wait hang on, you both had a crush on Wynonna?!" Waverly gaped.
"Looking back, I probably had one on you at some point too." Rosita shrugged. "You're more my type."
"Yeah no offence I'm just gonna stick with Doc." Jeremy laughed roughly, leaning back.
"How did I know NONE of this?" Waverly shook her head in a combination of awe and shock.
"I wasn't out and Rosie wasn't here." Chrissy shrugged.
"Which is why we're going to play never have I ever to make up for lost time." Rosita jumped up to get more alcohol for everyone, just opting to bring over the bottles now they were all too drunk to care about cocktails.
"Yes!" Waverly cheered, flopping back onto the cushions.
"Don't get too happy, we're gonna get all your secrets little Earp." Rosita added, slipping back down next to Chrissy and pouring them both a whiskey.
"I don't have any." Waverly shrugged.
"Really? Because I heard Sheriff Haught gave you thirteen orgasms last night." Rosita winked and Waverly's jaw dropped.
"Well that kind of thing is supposed to be a secret!" She squeaked. "Also, where the hell did you hear that, because I'm pretty sure she didn't tell you!"
"Well I was kidding, but did you really have thirteen orgasms?!" Rosita gaped.
"Not last night." There was a blush on Waverly's cheek now, but the huge grin gave her away.
“Damn, step up Chris." Rosita teased and Chrissy slapped her shoulder.
"You've been ill since we got together!" The girl weakly defended and Waverly nodded.
"To be fair, it does take a while to get back into it." She said apologetically.
"Okay miss no secrets, you're telling me if I went up to your room, I wouldn't find anything I didn't know about?" Chrissy raised her brows, changing the subject and Waverly smirked now, leaning forward.
"Not here you wouldn't." She replied slowly and Rosita raised her hand for a high five, giving an impressed nod.
"Waverly Earp, you saucy girl." Chrissy replied with a soft laugh.
Getting uncomfortable with all the sex talk, Jeremy downed his beer and leant forward. "What about the fact you tried to hit on me the first time we met, or that time you wouldn't eat peas for five months because Wynonna convinced you they were poisonous." Jeremy grinned. "Aren't they secrets?"
"Not anymore." Waverly mumbled as her three friends all laughed around her. "This isn't fair, we haven't even started the game yet, someone ask a question!" She took back control, tucking her legs under her as they all wracked their brains for questions.
Doc swung his legs down from the mechanical bull, sauntering over to Wynonna and tipping his hat - which he had managed to keep on the entire time - with a smirk.
"Very sexy, cowboy." Wynonna lulled, wrapping her arms around him to squeeze his ass gently.
"Says you, you my love are looking better than ever." Doc added, brushing her hair back and kissing her passionately.
"I am very glad Nedley has the kids tonight." Wynonna grinned into his lips.
"As am I." Doc smirked with his hand on her leg.
"You're up Haughty." Wynonna winked over his shoulder, but Nicole was already walking - with a lot more confidence than she'd had before the drinking - towards the bull, not wanting to witness their PDA. With a surprising grace, she pulled herself up and reached for her beer from Ash, downing it quickly and handing the glass back as her friend stepped back for it to start.
The bull might have been a little slower thanks to Robin who deliberately asked the man to keep it slow since Nicole was already bordering on the stumble walk. After a few minutes of lightly being thrown about and somehow managing to stay on, Nicole jumped down, wobbling a little as she stumbled towards the group in the corner of the ring.
“Did you see that?” She grinned. “NAILED IT! I absolutely nailed it!” Her hand was held out in a high five for no one in particular, so Robin reached over and connected with it, laughing at the dork that Nicole turned into when drunk.
“You barely moved at all, it was like watching a movie in slow motion.” Wynonna snorted, grabbing Doc’s whiskey and taking a swig.
“It felt pretty fast to me.” Nicole tried to shrug, but it more looked like her entire body shook and Wynonna almost spat out the whiskey.
“Yeah no shit, I bet this seems fast to you.” Wynonna waved her hand slowly in front of Nicole’s face and Doc laughed softly when the redhead’s eyes followed a few moments behind.
Slowly Nicole reached out her hand moving it around and trying to catch her friends hand to stop it. “Stop it, you’re making me dizzy.” Her voice slurred slightly and both Ash and Wynonna snorted.
“Alright Haught! Boy’s turn!” Mikey clapped her on the shoulder and she stumbled forward a little, bumping into Wynonna who grunted at her.
“We’re doing axe throwing!” Robin grinned when Wynonna fist pumped into the air.
“Waverly?” Chrissy dropped her phone onto her stomach, causing her to giggle. “Your phone is ringing - it’s Nicole.”
With wide, slightly glazed eyes, Waverly fumbled around and picked up her phone, sloppily brining it to her ear. “Heeeyyyyy baby I miss you!” She giggled down the line rolling onto her stomach and leaning on her elbows as everyone behind her carried on their own conversation. There was a rough cough at the end of the line and she knew it wasn’t Nicole, squinting her eyes she was interrupted before she could reply.
“Waverly, it’s Doc.” The man’s voice was loud in her ear and she could still hear a pumping beat and shouting behind him.
“Doc, where’s Nicole? Is she okay?” She sat upright instantly, fear replacing the alcohol in her body as she gripped the phone.
“She is uh, she is fine?” His voice pinched as though it was a question. “I just thought it was best I let you know we are returning home early, the ladies are uh they are very drunk. As are Mikey and Robin.” Waverly let her breath release and grabbed the bottle of gin, taking a huge swig and shuddering. Finally she let a little giggle slip from her mouth as she heard her sister and fiancé bickering in the background.
“Gettaway Earp.”
“Why are your limbs so long daddy longlegs!”
“Don’t call me that!”
“Gimme the bottle then.”
“NOPE!”
Then another voice which Waverly was sure was Ash. “Nicky get off the table!”
“Waverly, are we able to return to the homestead?” Doc broke through the background noise and Waverly giggled again at his seriousness.
“Yes of course, can I speak to her?” Waverly lay back with a huge, giddy grin on her face as she ran her hand over the fluffy cushion Wynonna had chosen.
“Your sister?”
“No silly, my fiancé.” She couldn’t help her giggles anymore, but she was too tipsy to care.
“Oh right, I thought you weren’t to see each other tonight.”
“Aren’t you bringing her back here?” Waverly raised a brow and accidentally pulled a little fluff from the cushion in her excitement to see Nicole soon.
“Alright, I will relent this one time as your sister is too intoxicated to protest.”
Before Waverly could reply, she heard heavy breathing coming down the phone and bit her lip, controlling her smile a little as she heard Nicole speak.
“Helloooo?”
“Hey, it’s me.” Waverly replied.
“OHHHHHH HEY BABY!!” The small girl pulled the phone away from her ear, wincing at the volume, but quickly putting it back. “You are sooooo cute and I love you so much!”
Waverly giggled and pushed herself up to sitting. “I love you too gorgeous.”
“Do you realllyyyyyy want to marry me?” Waverly managed to make out through a barrage of screaming down the line, she could practically feel Nicole’s wide eyes through the phone.
She laughed lightly.“Yes Nicole, I really really want to marry you.”
Breathlessly, Nicole replied. “That’s so cool.”
“You’re so cool.” Waverly lulled back, her words slightly slurred and combined with giggles.
“Waverly, it’s your go, stop flirting.” Jeremy poked her rib and she squealed a little.
“It’s not flirting if I already got the girl.” Waverly and Nicole said at the same time before they both burst out laughing. It was a phrase Nicole always used when she was being cocky and Waverly had picked it up for moments of teasing.
“Babyyy I miss you so much, I’m-.” Nicole whined, but was cut off after some clattering and a loud voice yelling at her.
“HAUGHT! Get off the table they’re gonna kick us out you idiot!” It was Mikey and Waverly let out a huge laugh as she heard Nicole huff through the phone and heard heavy feet hit the wooden floor.
“WAVERLY! Get off the phone you’re breaking the rules!” Rosita reached for the phone and Waverly pulled it away with a glare.
“Nic I’ve got to go, but I’ll see you soon. You should probably leave before you get thrown out.” She laughed and there was no reply. “Nicole?”
“Yeah sorry, I forgot you couldn’t see me, I nodded.” Nicole replied dumbly and Waverly snorted the way her sister did when she couldn’t hold in her laugh anymore.
“Okay, I’ll see you soon. I love you.”
“LOVE YOU!” Nicole screamed and the phone cut off as Waverly pulled it from her ear spinning with a huge grin on her face to see her friends.
“They’re coming home early.” Waverly smiled goofily at her friends, bracing herself on her elbows to answer more never have I ever’s until they got home.
Less than half an hour later there was a loud clash as the front door clattered open and the small group of friends strewn across the floor, sat upright with wide eyes.
“WYNONNA HIT ME!” Nicole half yelled, half growled as she leant on Wynonna, stumbling through the entrance.
The brunette spun and slapped Nicole’s rib, the sudden movement causing the redhead to stumble and slump to the ground, missing the pillows by a fraction. “Nuh-uh! Did not!” Wynonna shook her head frantically.
“Yuh-huh!” Nicole nodded frantically. “Right here!” She pointed to her shoulder.
“As if! I can’t even reach all the way up there daddy long legs.”
“STOP CALLING ME THAT!” Nicole smacked at Wynonna’s ankle with a pillow as Waverly stood behind with folded arms and wide eyes. The small girl lifted her head to Doc, raising her eyebrows in expectation of an explanation.
“Right, uh I do believe my girl struck your girl with the uh, the apparatus of a constructor.” Doc answered and Waverly just shook her head, lifting her arms slightly to indicate her frustration.
Ash rolled her eyes. “A hammer. She hit her with a hammer.”
Before Waverly could reply, Robin shoved Ash gently. “A stuffed one, like the ones you get at arcades!” He shook his head at the inability of the other two to tell a complete story.
A laugh burst from behind her as she turned back and saw her sister on top of Nicole, hitting her with a cushion with Rosita and Chrissy laughing and taking photos.
“Okay, nope.” Finally Waverly came to her senses after the initial shock of what was going on, and leant down, pulling Wynonna back until they both fell on their asses. She bit her lip smiling looking at a very ruffled and drunk Nicole, staring with wide eyes at the ceiling.
Shuffling, Waverly spun around and leant up over Nicole, giggling a little as her fiancé’s eyes widened and narrowed as she tried to focus on the person in front of her. When the redhead eventually established that it was Waverly in front of her now, her face softened and her eyes widened into the cute puppy dog look which melted Waverly every time, her dimples popping and just adding to the look. “Hey.” Nicole breathed out and Waverly leant down to cup her cheek softly.
“Hey yourself.” Waverly beamed back, leaning down to pull Nicole into a kiss, sighing happily when she felt the redhead moan against her lips.
“You are sooooo pretty.” Nicole grinned crookedly when Waverly pulled back, causing the small girl to laugh shyly, suddenly aware everyone else was there with them.
Waverly held out her hand, standing up slightly shakily in her own drunkenness. “Come on baby, up you get.”
“Hey what about me sis.” Wynonna complained from behind her and she turned back as she felt Nicole’s hand take hers and start to tug. She gave her sister a quick glare, before turning back and putting a hand behind Nicole’s back and helping her up to standing. It took all of her strength, since Nicole seemed to have zero ability to hold herself up at this point.
Slowly Waverly guided Nicole over to the couch, Doc helping Wynonna, the others leaning on one another as they all slumped over the couches and armchairs in the Homestead living room. Once her sister and fiancé were settled on the couch, too drunk to even care that they were leaning on one another, Waverly slipped out to get glasses of water for everyone. As she handed them out, Chrissy changed the music to something more relaxed and fell back onto the pillows and in Rosita’s arms.
Toying gently with Nicole's hair, smiling to herself as the redhead leant into the touch, Waverly let herself take in the scene. All of her closest friends were sat in her family home, everyone she cared about: her family. Wynonna looked happier than Waverly had ever seen her. The twins were a couple of weeks old now and Wynonna and Doc had taken to parenting even better than anyone had expected. Now she lay with her head in Doc’s lap as the older man looked down with sheer love at his sleepy baby mamma. On the floor Robin and Jeremy were already asleep entwined and the other four were chatting sleepily, sipping their water. The best part of it all though was that Nicole had her head rested in Waverly’s lap, mumbling some stories from tonight which were hard to make out through the slurring. Waverly sat her up slightly and held the glass between her hands, tipping it slightly and helping Nicole to drink it.
“Did you have a good night, beautiful?” Waverly asked sweetly, kissing Nicole’s temple gently.
“Mmmhmm yeah, it was awesome.” Nicole nodded, spilling a little of the water and Waverly wiped it away from her collar bone slowly.
“Yeah? How did you get the hammer?” Waverly asked with a soft laugh, trying to keep Nicole drinking the water to prevent any vomiting tomorrow.
“I honestly don’t remember?” The soft confusion in Nicole’s eyes made Waverly roll her lips in awe as she leant down and brushed some hair away from the girl’s forehead, kissing her gently, unable to contain herself now with how infatuated she was.
“You’re so adorable.” She grinned, breathing softly against Nicole’s lips. The officer tasted of beer which Waverly didn’t really like, but somehow when it was combined with the natural vanilla-ness of Nicole’s scent, she couldn’t get enough of it. “What else did you get up too?” Waverly enquired, her lips still really close to Nicole’s as she pressed gently kisses to the side of her mouth.
“We did axe throwing. I won.” Nicole beamed proudly and Waverly almost flattened her when Wynonna pushed her with her foot from behind, grunting.
“Bull shit. Depends what you call winning. I did the most damage, which-“ the brunette swung her arm of the couch, before managing to point a finger at them without opening her eyes. “Which if I am not mistaken is what axes are for, right five -o?” She opened one eye to look at Nicole with a smirk and the redhead turned, shoving her face into Waverly’s chest with a groan. It had been an hour or so now and Nicole was a lot more coherent, but still tipsy enough to mumble a few words.
There was no fight though as Wynonna was already drifting back out of it and Waverly felt soft kisses on her left breast. She looked down with wide eyes as she felt Nicole’s lips through her shirt, clearing her throat quietly and looking around to make sure no one was watching them. With everyone either asleep or starting to lay out their beds, she grinned, leaning down to Nicole’s ear. “As much as I’m not complaining about any of… this…” she blushed as a little gasp escaped. “Let’s go upstairs.” She added, slightly impatiently and Nicole rolled, very inelegantly off the couch before regaining her footing and wrapping her arms around Waverly.
“Jump Waves.” She half commanded, half asked and Waverly swallowed. There was no denying she found Nicole’s strength incredibly sexy, but the redhead was definitely still drunk and there was no guarantee either of them would get upstairs safely like this.
“Nicole you’re still tipsy, I don’t know-“
“I can still do it. Trust me.” Nicole breathed into her ear and Waverly shivered a little as the strong arms squeezed slightly.
“I do.” She grinned, kissing Nicole and giving a little jump, wrapping her legs effortlessly around her girlfriend’s waist as Nicole started surprisingly easily towards the stairs.
With a huge grin, Waverly pressed her face into the crook of Nicole’s neck, kissing and nipping softly. She never felt safer than in her girl’s arms, and the smell of sweat and booze only made this sexier.
Once in the bedroom, Nicole dropped Waverly gently down onto the bed, causing the brunette to recoil only slightly as they both laughed. Suddenly, Waverly had - what she considered to be - the best idea of her entire life.
“Oh my god.” She struggled to get the words out as Nicole’s hands slid under her crop top. “Ni- Nicole wait I have an idea.”
“What?” The redhead breathed against her cheek.
“Let me show you.” Waverly grinned standing up and running over to the closet, almost skipping in excitement. “Just put this on and trust me.”
Nicole took her old baseball outfit from the small outstretched hand, a little confused at the request due to her drunken state, but started pulling off her white shirt and unbuckling her belt. “Where are you going?” She asked when Waverly disappeared into the closet.
The small girl stuck her head out from round the door, her exposed shoulder visible as Nicole almost fell over. “Just put that on and sit on the bed, gimme a minute.” Waverly smiled sweetly and Nicole nodded, fumbling with everything before sitting impatiently on the bed. The outfit wasn’t on perfectly, but she had on the shirt and the pants, the socks tucked over the top and she knew Waverly wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. “Waves, what is taking so long.” She groaned, lying back and running her hands through her hair.
The response which came wasn’t what she was expecting.“Did you get a lap dance tonight?” Truth was, Waverly knew Nicole did, because she’d spoken to Ash about it first. Ash had wanted to double check, but Waverly trusted Nicole more than anyone and knew it would just be comical more than anything. She just asked the question to set up her next move.
Nicole bit her lip, thinking back. “Uh yeah, but I didn’t ask for it, there were boobs everywhere Waves, but I didn’t touch anything I swear, I-“ her flustered, tipsy rambling was cut off by a serious, out of character, arrogant voice coming from the closet.
“I reckon I can top it.” With that, the door to the closet door opened and Waverly walked out in her cheer uniform. In that moment Nicole was convinced she forgot everything outside the room and her brain stopped functioning. Internally she chastised herself for the fact she’d been with Waverly for two years and never once seen this outfit off its hanger. Although, looking at her fiancé now, flowing hair, tanned, muscular arms and thighs in the tight, short outfit, she decided it was definitely worth the wait.
By some miracle, Nicole managed to find words, even if they were just a rambling mess of her gay panic. “Yup, yeah you- uh you probably can, you definitely can, this is already way better, I am... yeah this is great. You’re so hot Waves, oh my god this is the best day of my life.”
Walking over to Nicole, Waverly felt herself falter a little too. This had originally been about surprising Nicole, but she’d almost forgotten how sexy her idea of Nicole in the baseball outfit would be - and it was even better in reality. Somehow Nicole’s adorable rambling combined with the sexy idea of her girl in a baseball outfit, took her breath away. Still, Waverly couldn’t believe someone could be so cute and sexy at the same time. “Woah.” She breathed out softly, eyes scanning over the scene. Nicole was leant back on her elbows, legs dangling over the edge of the bed. A couple of her buttons were undone, which Waverly definitely appreciated.
Without realising it, she’d given Nicole the upper hand back. In reality though, they were both too tipsy and turned on to really care who was leading this thing.
“Woah yourself.” Nicole grinned, reaching up for Waverly’s hand and pulling her closer and into a kiss.
Waverly lost herself for a moment, falling onto Nicole’s lap and wrapping her hands around Nicole’s neck, messing up her hair slightly as she kissed her passionately. Quickly, Nicole’s tongue found its way inside her mouth and she moaned slightly at the contact as Nicole started to pull her back, laying down on the bed.
“Wa- wait, wait.” Waverly pulled away breathlessly, pushing her hair back out of her face. She grinned when Nicole was looking at her with puffy lips and wide eyes, leaning back down to kiss her quickly again. “I didn’t put this outfit on for no reason silly.” Waverly chirped, standing up and leaving a dumbfounded Nicole to prop herself back up and try to figure out what was going on.
Quickly, Waverly ran back to the closet and Nicole heard a relatively quiet, upbeat song coming from the speaker the other side of their bed. Before she could ask, Waverly padded back out of the closet, this time with pompoms in each hand and a determination in her eye which took Nicole’s breath away. Nicole remembered back to when Waverly had been next to her in hospital, joking and teasing about this moment. She’d hoped they’d be here, but she wasn’t sure she’d ever expected to be sitting on their bed, at their bachelorette party with Waverly Earp dressed as a cheerleader giving her a… lap dance?
She got her answer as Waverly lifted the pompoms and swung them over her head, turning swiftly as her skirt raised up, revealing her thighs and Nicole’s jaw dropped. An involuntary whine escaped Nicole’s lips a couple of minutes later when Waverly spun again, lifting her arms again and showing more of her toned stomach with a wink. It wasn’t often Waverly showed this kind of cockiness, but it inevitably drove Nicole wild when she did. Before she even knew what was happening, Waverly had dropped the pompoms and strolled over to the bed, swinging one leg over Nicole’s lap and running her hands up and down the redhead’s exposed biceps. Without hesitation, Nicole reached up and wrapped her hands around Waverly’s lower back, holding her close and letting one wander slightly over the small girl’s thigh.
“You can touch, but you can’t take anything off.” Waverly smirked, leaning down to kiss Nicole softly and letting out a breathy laugh when Nicole groaned in protest.
After a few minutes of Waverly essentially grinding on Nicole’s lap and Nicole running her hands everywhere, Nicole broke apart from the kiss. “Wavessss.” She moaned and Waverly let out a huge breath.
“Yeah fuck it.” The small girl breathed back, reaching up and pulling her top over her shoulders pushing Nicole backwards who crawled on her back further onto the bed, pulling Waverly with her.
“Thank god.” Nicole breathed back, already reaching between them to slip off her own shirt. They both shared a laugh, letting their lips collide again, breathless and giddy from the crazy evening, both very aware that they were only weeks away from being married: finally.