“Hand aufs Herz” recap: Under the Covers

Maybe it is the near-death experience, I don’t know, but when Emma finally recovers from the shock of being attacked, she decides she can’t wait another second to get Jenny out of her jeggings. Well, no. That’s not true. It’s Emma, isn’t it? It’s got to be an ordeal. Jenny and Emma are cuddling in the STAG rehearsal room, kissing and talking about their feelings about kissing while they’re kissing, like a couple of professional lesbians, when Emma says, “You know how happy we are right now? How much happier would we be if we were doing this naked?”

For some reason, Jenny doesn’t just scoop her up and cart her home right that second. She’s a lady, I guess. She says that yes, she is more than ready to take the next step (and the next one and the next one and the next one) with Emma, but that Emma shouldn’t panic about it; it’ll happen when it happens.

The next morning, Emma shows up at Jenny’s place, all, “So now, then? It’ll happen now?”

Just kidding. She dropped by to say she can’t sleep because of tossing and turning and thinking about all the ways it could go right and all the ways it could go wrong when she and Jenny finally make all the love. Jenny just smirks, ’cause she knows it’s only going to be right, right, right, no matter what, no matter where, no matter when. 

Emma, though, makes elaborate plans involving some kind of run down shed that doesn’t even have running water. She’s most interested in their privacy; Jenny’s like, “Whatever you want, darling. Even if our first time happens on a splintered floor in a cloud of bug repellent.”

It would ruin it, I think, to spill my words all over their first time. But it’s sweet and silly and awkward and warm and perfect, perfect, perfect. Just like them.

Emma is kind of afraid. 

And Jenny is kind of afraid.

But once Emma pulls the covers over them and the wind machine revs up, everything is better than OK.

Afterward, they goof off in the kitchen, feeding each other fruit and getting into a yogurt brawl. 

Ben interrupts to tell them how lucky they are.

They’re like, “Yeah, we know.”

And you know what? I know too. And so do you. It may be ending too soon, but damn, we’re lucky to have these two. 

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