[HS]Bump (Rosemary)

Bump.

Three years was a lot of time to learn, but three years spent living outnumbered by such a different culture was an entirely new angle Rose never really considered. She had observed quite a lot with the variance of their species, and sometimes without even noticing she would find herself imitating it. It was small, unconscious things. Saying 'hive' instead of home, or 'block' instead of room. Only if Dave called her out on it would she correct herself, but even that was growing rare as he too settled in to the new familiarity with alien terms. After all, one could hardly help being multicultural when the last of your kind was beaten two to five.

Granted, five peers their own age bearing through the struggle of whatever hormonal chaos was coupled with the troll equivalent of puberty were hardly the prime example of Alternian culture, but it was strangely fitting.

But a year and a half of integrated observation had not prepared her for having her first kiss (awkward as it was by itself in both of their inexperience and hesitation) being followed immediately with a headbutt.

Face red, a stuttered questioning of 'what the hell' was met with an equally confused expression and quickly fumbled into a rambling apology which turned a light jade flush deep green. An explanation had barely started on her lips before Rose cut her off with an uncontainable laugh, and if Kanaya Maryam was not a troll Rose would have thought her horribly ill for the color she had turned.

But that was half a year ago, and half a year was a lot of time to learn about having an alien girlfriend. More than enough time to learn of her foreign gestures of affection (albeit with far less force than the first time, though with embarrassment Kanaya would later admit it was due to being so flustered).

So half a year later, the forehead softly tapped against her own when she awoke in a pair of dimly glowing arms was met with a smile before being returned.

It was really a rather endearing way of saying 'I love you'.

Bump.