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If there's one thing Engfa noticed when they started dating, it was that Charlottle was very affectionate, often seeking her touch when they were alone as the two cherished their privacy, especially when it came to their relationship. However, she also noticed that Char got a little... possessive, at times.
Now don't get her wrong, Engfa loves it when Charlotte gets a little possessive. And she admits, that she can be a possessive person at times too, especially when she's jealous, but when Charlotte shows her possessiveness, it amuses her to no end, especially given that the girl had her wrapped around her finger.
The problem was, anytime either of them got jealous, whether it was warranted or not, all semblance for their oh so cherished privacy was thrown out the window.
They were sitting in the designated waiting area, mostly silent, save for the sound of staff moving around them, preparing for the shoot. Charlotte had gotten her hair and makeup done rather quickly, so she decided to lounge about while she waited for her girlfriend to also be done.
She was minding her own buisness, scrolling through Twitter while she waited when she heard it. Someone was trying to hit on her girlfriend.
Despite being very private about their relationship, it was no secret that Engfa and Charlotte were dating. It was part of the reason they were able to work together so often. When their relationship had been exposed, the two had garnered lots of attention, and it was almost entirely positive. Sponsors saw the opportunity, and often took advantage of the couple's popularity. Neither minded however, especially since they met due to work, so it was nostalgic in a sense.
Charlotte knew they were private about their relationship, but they weren't that private. To the girl's credit, she looked foreign and young, so it was highly likely that she wasn't aware of who they were. But still, Charlotte felt a twang of jealousy and felt the need to stake her claim.
Engfa was getting her hair done rather peacefully, noting her girlfriend's decision to plop down on a nearby couch while she waited for her to be done. She had been making little small talk with the artist, mostly about her orgins and her stay in Thailand so far. She had sensed the girl coming onto her, but she wasn't quite sure as she was conversational in English, but she still didn't see herself as fluent.
Unbeknownst to her, her girlfriend had also clocked the foreign girl's apparent interest in her. Setting her phone down, Charlottle got up from her spot on the couch and approached her girlfriend.
"Beeeeeeeee" She called out to her girlfriend before plopping herself onto her lap, glaring at the hair stylist for a second before locking eyes with Engfa.
Engfa, never one to deny her girlfriend, immediately wrapped her arms around Charlotte's waist, making sure she wouldn't fall.
"Yes nuu?"
"I'm hungry," The taller responded, smirking at the slightly uncomfortable look on the stylist's face. "Can I order from your phone?"
Engfa noticed her girlfriend's glances at the girl. She was smart enough to put two and two together and quickly figured out the reason behind her girl's sudden display of affection. She was staking her claim, and Engfa was complacent in letting her.
"Of course nuu, my phone is in my bag. If anything, tell P'Sun to pick it up."
Charlotte quickly got up to grab Fa's phone before coming back, this time sitting with her back facing her girlfriend.
"I hope I'm not in your way." The taller spoke in English, looking through the mirror at the stylist with a somewhat condescending smile.
"You're fine, no trouble at all." The stylist responded, her tone laced with slight discomfort.
Engfa, still greatly amused, watched the whole scene with her arms wrapped around her girl. She figured she should probably apologize to the stylist after, maybe even buy her a coffee as an apology. At that moment however, she was enjoying her girl's sudden surge of affection.
"Rak, ask the staff if they want anything before you order, okay?" The older said with her chin resting on her shoulder.
"Okay bee, I'll be back." The taller said, turning around to place a kiss on her girlfriend's lips.
The kiss was short and sweet, and as Charlotte got off her girl's lap, she saw that her point had been made to the stylist, that Engfa Waraha was hers and only hers.
Engfa watched her girlfriend walk away to take everyone's order for a minute before looking up at the stylist through the mirror.
"I'm sorry about that. Sometimes she gets a little possessive." Engfa said, chuckling at the last part, thinking about her adorable girl.
"No, no, it's fine. I apologize for coming onto you, I wasn't aware you're taken. She's very lucky." The stylist responded.
Engfa paused for a second, watching Charlotte mess with P'Sun through the mirror, smiling at their antics.
Still watching her girl, she responded "I think I'm the lucky one. When we first met, neither of us knew she liked girls too. We were friends first and I'm so grateful we were. I got to know her and I knew she was the one, with how playful she is, both with our pets and people, how well she gets along with the important people in my life, especially my sister, and how much she cares. She has such a big heart, and I love that about her."
"Ah, it seems that you too were made for eachother" The stylist responded, internally swooning, hoping to someday achieve the love that the two women so obviously held for each other.
"Yeah, I like to think so too."
Throughout her entire speech, she had never stopped watching Charlotte. Said girl had finally stopped running away from P'Sun and smiled back at Engfa through the mirror before walking back over and unceremoniously plopping herself in her girlfriend's lap.
"I apologize, but I don't think I asked what you wanted? I'm just ordering from the place down the street. I can show you the menu if you want." Charlotte has heard her girl's entire speech from across the room, and it reminded her that the world needed no reminder that Engfa Waraha and Charlotte Austin belonged to eachother. She felt a bit silly for "staking her claim" but she knew her girl would never reprimand her for it. She did however, decide to be kinder to the stylist, dropping her stand-offish attitude towards the girl and returning back to her bubbly self.
"Just a Thai tea please." The stylist responded with a smile.
The pale girl nodded, adding the Thai tea to the order before looking at her girlfriend.
"And you bee? What do you want?"
"I'll probably just have some of whatever you got, if that's alright with you teerak."
The taller girl rolled her eyes playfully, clicking the order button on the older's phone, already having Fa's card information saved in the phone. She texted a screenshot of the receipt to P'Sun and looked up from the phone, finding her girl's eyes on her.
"What?" She asked her, noting the stylist's disappearance, along with most of the staff.
"Nothing, you're just so cute." The older responded.
The taller sat up on her girlfriend's lap, straddling her lap with no shame as the room had cleared out. She placed a gentle kiss on her girl's lips, enjoying the feeling of her hands on her waist and their lips pressing together. The two pulled apart and smiled, their foreheads touching and smiles wide.
"You know there's no need to be jealous bee. I'm yours and only yours, forever and always, until you get sick of me, and even then, I refuse to leave you." The older said, a smirk gracing her lips at the pink dusting the taller's cheeks.
"I know bee. Everyone's always all over you, I can't help it sometimes." She responded with a whiny tone. "Plus, you're so cute and hot, sometimes I just wanna hide you away from the world so that I'm the only one who could witness the greatness that is Engfa Waraha."
It was now Fa's turn to blush, however she still teased back, never one to back down, especially from her girl.
"I'm the hot one Miss Austin?" She said with a crook of her brow. "When you're the one girls and guys alike constantly scream over? The one who loves to dance to sexy songs like Hit Me Up?"
"Well Waraha, you're the only one I want to have screaming." The taller responded with the same teasing tone.
The older looked around the room, making sure they were alone.
"Oh I can make you scream when we get home." She said before lifting Charlotte up and placing her on the vanity desk, this time kissing her with fervor. "First though, we have to get through this shoot." She said before checking her makeup and leaving the room.
Charlotte sat there, dazed, suddenly looking forward to the end of the shoot.
Possessive Charlotte 1, The rest of the world 0