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They kiss for the first time on a Sunday morning with the softest brush of lips, morning breath, and the bitter taste of alcohol almost completely faded away from their night out. Their first kiss is hesitant, and barely a peck on the lips.
Dianna’s breath hitches in her throat. After the initial shock dies down, she leans forward just when Lea starts to pull away, catching her plump lips in a real kiss. Dianna’s lower lip slide perfectly between Lea’s, and she feels the tension of everything that has been building up to this moment melting away along with Dianna’s heart. Lea's delicate hands are holding her face in place as their lips move against one another eagerly. She thought about this, more than she’d like to admit. Though whenever she did, she felt a pang of guilt. She knows it is lame and possibly awful, but she couldn’t help herself. She shot a quick text to her now long-distance boyfriend, Dave, each time she mused what kissing her roommate would be like. Guilt is the last thing she feels right now, with Lea’s lips finally on hers.
When they part again, they are both breathless. Dianna’s smile slips away, guilt finally sinking in her stomach. There is still a coy smile on Lea’s face, her eyes glittering with happiness when she blurts out, “God, you have an awful, awful mattress.” Dianna barely stops herself from laughing out loud, managing a wide grin instead. Lea always knows the most stupid things to say, which especially in this case makes her incredibly grateful because she is not ready to talk about what happened just yet.
Dianna takes her time, making sure her voice won’t tremble when she speaks, “I don’t know what you are talking about. You slept like a baby last night.” She woke up several times at night to make sure her company had a sound sleep and ensured herself that she wasn’t dreaming. She was in bed with her co-star, whom she'd pined after since the very first moment they met.
A delighted smile pulls at Lea’s slightly bruised lips. “Of course. If it weren’t for your cuddles, I would be off to my bed long ago.” When big, chestnut-colored eyes, dimmed with a darker shade of brown, catch her gaze, Dianna thinks she can get lost, as lost as Alice, in Wonderland.
“Invite me to your bed next time, then,” Dianna demands coyly with an amused roll of her eyes. Both of their smiles widen at the promise of a next time. “Oh, I will.” Lea presses forward, capturing those smiling lips again. Their bodies move together with such ease that Dianna thinks all of her previous bed partners must have been incompatible. Lea is once again the first one to pull away, breaking the connection before grinning at Dianna, “I'm going to hop in the shower real quick.”
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Lea inhales the scent of breakfast, citrus, and slightly burnt bread, wafting through their modest living room, connecting to their chic little kitchen.
“I made you an open sandwich. I know how much you like toasted bread and my avocado spread.” Dianna announces fondly, unable to avoid her gaze lingering on Lea’s damp, curly hair. Her eyes drop, trailing helplessly over Lea’s choice of clothes this morning: a basic white t-shirt, which is slightly wet on the spots her hair falls on, and incredibly short, red shorts that expose her impossibly long legs. She nods in agreement to their sweet co-star Chris, who once described Lea as 90% legs and 110% talent. It is hard to believe a five-foot-two, five-foot-three on a good day, Lea would argue, woman, to have legs that go on, what feels like, forever. She is merely done checking her roommate out when their gazes meet. She flushes a little at being caught but thinks it is a perfectly reasonable thing to do after their make-out session earlier.
“Is this a peace offer?” Lea asks delightedly, looking amused by Dianna’s frustrated look.
Dianna ducks her head and grins sheepishly. “Only if it works as one.”
“It does,” Lea is quick to assure. “I am not mad at you, Di.”
“Oh, good.” Dianna nods, twisting her fingers together nervously, “Because I know I should apologize for what I did, but… whenever I try to think about what happened last night, I get really embarrassed, and I can’t bring myself to think about it.” she explains quickly, still too embarrassed to recall how she yanked away Lea from a promising new actor. To be fair, he had been dancing too intimately with her date for her liking. It wasn’t the first time they’d done this. There had been too many outings Lea and Dianna went as each other’s dates and ended up dancing with random men. On her part, it was mainly due to how intense things seemed to get whenever they initiated harmless flirting with one another. She felt more in control when she danced with a stranger, flirting with them and maybe even leading them on a little. Decidedly, there had been more than a few times she had to pull the boyfriend card, and thankfully the Franco name scared away the persistent men. “You are not responsible for their orgasms, Di. Everyone is here to have a good time, not to bone one another.” Lea reminded her blatantly at times when she felt guilty for leading men on. Nevertheless, she always managed to return home alone, alongside her roommate, who was equipped with a stronger will. Lea didn't go out as much, but when she did, she picked whom she was spending her evening with carefully, always in control of what was appropriate in regards to her relationship with John Lloyd Young. Dianna respected that about Lea. So, several weeks ago, when Lea came home alone after a date night with John and announced she broke up with him, Dianna wished she could do the same. It was only the right thing to do, as Lea said tactfully, “When you have your mind set on someone else, it is time to break it off.”
“It is fine. I was your date, and I shouldn’t have hit it off with someone else.”
“Yes, but you are newly single, and you are allowed to, you know.” Dianna begins to fidget again.
“I know.” Lea insists, looking mildly disturbed by the reminder of her relationship status.
They finally settle down at the table with their toasts and ease into more comfortable topics of conversation, like how crazy their schedules look for the next few weeks and how they could use a weekend off.
“Jon is coming to town next week,” Lea mentions casually when they are on the topic of people that they miss. Dianna knows Lea misses Jonathan Groff greatly if their daily phone calls are anything to go by. She recalls the time she went to see the Broadway sensation Spring Awakening a year ago, and she still remembers the epic chemistry between him and Lea. After the show, her best friend, Ashley, insisted they would wait at the back door for an autograph. However, it was a particularly rainy evening in New York that Dianna didn’t want to risk catching a cold right before her audition for an indie horror film, which she is grateful now that she didn’t get. After meeting Lea for the first time during a voluntary work months later in LA and then meeting her again on Glee set, Dianna wondered if she had stuck around that night in New York to meet her for an autograph, she would feel the same way she did after their first two meetings. Because even without meeting them in person, Dianna had been in awe of the pair for the following few months. At first, she thought she had a thing for Jonathan. He certainly fit the type, tall, handsome (more on the beautiful side), and bright-eyed gentleman, whom Dianna would usually fall for. She had met Jonathan on several occasions since then, and it was clear from their first meeting that the yearning she felt wasn’t for him. She had watched Lea fawn over him, and the best friends showed their mutual affection whenever and wherever the two of them were nearby each other. Dianna couldn’t admit it out loud, especially to her roommate, but she wasn’t eager to have Jonathan back in LA. It helped with her jealousy that the actor seemed so sure of his sexual orientation. However, she still didn’t like not having Lea’s undivided attention on her, and she wasn’t exactly subtle about it. In fact, during one of their earlier outings, the curly-haired man blatantly had to tell her he was gay. Jonathan and Lea were dancing rather provocatively on the dance floor that night, and she was downing one Tequila shot after another. Their colleagues, Kevin and Naya, remained by Dianna’s side as she kept shooting passive-aggressive glances at the dance floor, where Jonathan was behind Lea, grinding her ass.
At some point, Jonathan had to approach her, “You know I am a homosexual, right?” he questioned with a disarmingly pleasant smile.
“Ah, yes?”
“Right. I just thought you needed to hear that.” With a sly grin, Jonathan was back on the dance floor to accompany her best friend.
Admittedly, it was not one of her finest moments. If she could undergo a medical procedure to erase her memories, as Joel did in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, she would have gotten rid of the memories of that night along with last night right away.
Dianna finds herself asking, “He is staying here, right?”
“Of course, unless he tries something stupid like booking a hotel room.” Lea’s lips curve and she rolls her eyes in amusement, “He should know by now… he’s never getting away from me.” She sings the last part deliriously which makes Dianna grin like a complete idiot.
“I am sure he is aware.”
“We are planning on talking to Ryan about writing Jon a recurring role on the show,” Lea announces with giddiness bubbling up inside of her at the possibility of having her best friend on the show and living so close to her.
“Yeah? That would be great.” Dianna chuckles indulgently, looking forward to the contribution the talented actor undoubtedly will bring to the table regardless of her personal feelings.
“You know you don’t have to fear him, right? He is the softest human you will ever meet.” Lea reminds her affectionately.
“He can be intimidating when it comes to you,” Dianna stresses.
“He is like a dad to me, which I know sounds incredibly odd.” Lea gushes with delight, “We were the mom and dad of the Spring Awakening cast. Not only did we take care of our cast-children, but we also took care of each other. Ever since I am his embarrassing soccer mom, and he is my tough on the outside, soft and gooey on the inside, dad.” She shrugs good-naturedly, “You will be fine, he likes you.”
“He does? On very few one-on-one interactions I had with him, I always managed to embarrass myself, Lea.” Dianna reminds her with an adorably scrunched-up nose.
Lea doesn't say anything for a minute or two. Instead, her serious brown eyes study the hazel ones for something Dianna doesn’t know yet. Then, Lea reaches over to take her hand on her own and draws soothing circles against the skin with her thumb, “Here’s the chance to redeem yourself. He will stay, not only one night but at least several days this time. You will get a chance to get to know each other in the daylight. I think it will make all the difference.”
“You want us to get along well. No pressure, at all.” Dianna complains, her gaze on their joined hands as she intertwines their fingers, in awe of how well they fit each other.
Lea lifts her free hand and gently turns Dianna’s face toward her. When Dianna finally looks up, Lea is supporting a gorgeous smile. “I do want you to get along… really well. Because... I plan on keeping you... both.” Lea whispers before pressing her lips on Dianna’s for the first time since the kiss they shared earlier this morning. Dianna shivers in delight at the first contact and then chases Lea’s mouth as she did before. Dianna captures her lower lip, sucking on it briefly before giving her several sensual kisses.
They have plenty of time before Jonathan steals Lea away and they have nowhere else to be but right here at home on this fine Sunday morning.
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