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Willow was sprawled out on the sun bench at the Airbnb in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Her baby pink bikini sat comfortable on her body —shades covering her eyes— as Athena came around the corner and jumped into the pool —the dark blue swimsuit tight against her skin— and dove under, coming back up with her dark brown hair glued against her face.
“Athena” Willow scolded the younger woman. “You got me wet” Willow added, wiping the water droplets off her skin. “Is the sight of me in a swim costume that arousing” Athena grinned, swimming to the edge and looking over to her. “Sod off ya twat” she murmured, suppressing a laughter. In no universe will she let Athena Frederick know that she was funny, it would boost her ego to much.
“Why are you so grumpy. Missing the wife, are we?” She grinned. “oh shut up, you know we aren’t dating” Willow grunted, burying her face in her hands “oh so you know who i meant, even with out naming her” Athena snapped bay with whit “yes cause all of yous keep pestering me about Jamie and confessing, however i will not” she argued “Well” Athena looked at her. “why don’t you”
“cause I’m afraid Athena, You had it easy with Chris. You knew she liked you since childhood. Jamie is hard to read. I haven’t a clue if she’s even going out with someone. She just occasionally tells me how she digs her way trough Brighton’s queer scene” Willow sulked. “so she’s topping everything but you” Athena joked —adding a reference to Jamie’s new song topping in the charts— earning herself a smack on the head. “Ow” she cried out, laughing “Just say you can’t handle it when someone tells you the truth”
Later that day the group is back in Monaco at the track, watching the race. Alcohol is was a nice addition and something they all maybe had a bit too much of.
So it came that on their way back they had to take a little break, Chip resting his head in Athena’s lap, her hand brushing soothingly trough the dark hair. “I hope he doesn’t accidentally starts sucking it” Athena joked. “Sucking what, air” Alfa laughed “Are you denying the existence of my massive girl cock” Athena grasped, the entire group erupted into laughter. Somehow they all made it back home safe and sound.
Willow was sprawled out on the sofa, grey sweats hung low and a loose top barely covering anything. “Who’re you texting” Athena asked, sneaking round the corner. “Your mum” she spoke with no hesitation. Athena crawled onto the sofa and flopped onto Willow. “Ow, Thena. You’re heavy.” She grumbled, the air pushed out of her lungs by the impact. “You’ll live” she mumbled, slinging her arms around Willows waist and resting her chin on her chest. “You’re clingy”
“No, I’m drunk”
“Same thing”
“Point to you” “So, how’s it going with Jamie” Athena asked, looking up at Willow while drawing circles on her collarbone. “Hopeless. She just told me about this new girl she met in a pub and how they’re going back to hers” Willow sighed, her arms resting around Athena’s waist as the younger phone made a noise.
Chrissy ❤️
[a photo of Athena and willow in the position they’re in right now, appeared to have been taken just a few seconds ago]
seems like you found a replacement 💔
“JOSH LARKIN, COME HERE” Athena shouted, laughter in her voice. His giggle was able to be heard from behind the corner. “how dare you upset my wife” she glared at him and threw a pillow in his direction, managing to hit his face.
With that a massive pillow fight broke out.
At some point Willow managed to escape onto the balcony, still slightly giggly as she tried to catch her breath. Alcohol was still flowing trough her system, lowering her sense of shame and regret.
The phone rang twice. “Will?” a groggy voice came trough the phone. On the screen was Jamie, visibly wearing no clothes, her blanket being the only thing to shield her lower torso. Her hair was a mess and red marks covered all of her collarbone and neck. “Oh my god you look hot” Willow mumbled under her breath, assuming Jamie did not register it. But oh she did, she did hear it. Red blush spread across her cheeks “What?” Jamie asked, “huh? nothing” Willow responded. “Everything alright Will?” she asked softly.
“Willow?” A different voice shouted, she pressed the mute button, missing it and staying unmuted. “Who are you talking to” Athena asked curiously “Jamie” she grinned “she looks so fit” Willow added, biting her lip. Jamie blushed once again, should she tell Willow she was unmuted? On the other side she was interested how this convo would continue if she kept her mouth shut. After all she was just laying all alone in her bed —the girl she had hooked up with left m right afterwards— with nothing else to do. “Girl tell her” Athena cheered, motivating her. “Noo we’ll go home tomorrow anyway. And I can’t cope with seeing her tomorrow if I tell her. And like how, just be like oh hey Jamie I know we’re best friends and this is gonna ruin shit but I love you and need you like a whore? Never in my life.” She grunted with frustration. “Willow?” Jamie decided now was time to speak up “huh?! SHIT” Willow screamed, in a panic hanging up. “What?” Athena asked confused, seeing the fear and panic rise in her eyes. “I was unmuted”
Willow was laying face down on the sofa “maybe she forgets about it by tomorrow” Athena attempted to console Willow, brushing a soft hand trough her hair till, instead of murmuring and self deprecation, she heard soft snores. She slung her arms around her knees and upper body and carried the sleeping Willow bridal style to her bed, setting her down carefully and pulling the covers over her before slipping out of the room.
The next days evening, Willow found herself back in London in her flat, pacing up and down her living room. She had not talked to Jamie since the call and was freaking out just a little bit. The next day there was a recording with her scheduled, down in Brighton for her channel. She was supposed to come today so they have some time with each other but Willow was still unsure if she should.
Somehow she still ended up in front of Jamie’s door, bag in one hand, the other one knocking at the door. No reply so she fished her keys out and pushed the spare key into the hole, twisting it and unlocking the flat. “Hello Otto, your mummy not here?” She smiled bright at the sight of the cat. Picking him up off the ground and letting a hand run over his soft fur, his purrs a sign of comfort.
It only took about an hour that the front door unlocked once again, this time letting in Jamie. She spotted the shoes and bag, raising suspicions “Willow?” Jamie made her way to the living room, spotting Willow snuggled up with Otto, full focus on her phone “AHH Jesus you scared me” Willow shouted, screaming like a little girl, the sudden loud noise making Otto jump away and running off. “We should talk” Willow sighed, rubbing a hand over her face. Jamie took a deep breath and threw off her jacket and shoes before falling onto the sofa next to Willow.
“I like you you like me. alright done” she rushed, staring at the perplexed Willow “you what” Willow cut in, shock painting her features. “I like you” Jamie repeated her words. “Now— wait a second” Willows head ran a thousand miles a second. How was Jamie so calm. Was this a prank? No, Jamie wouldn’t mess with her feelings like that. Or would she? “My god, you’re slow” Jamie growled, taking her face and smashing their lips together.
It took Willow off guard at first however she caught up quite quickly, moving her lips against Jamie’s. A soft moan escaped her throat, swallowed by Jamie as she parted her lips to let their tongues intertwine with each other. Willows hand roamed over Jamie’s back, gripping and leaving soft scratch marks all over her back.
It felt like they were just there, up close — molten together into one person— for ages even though it was most likely just a few minutes.
Jamie drew back to gasp for air, brushing hair out of her face still holding onto Willow by the hip. “I’ve loved you for so long” Jamie whispered, leaning her forehead against Willow’s. “So, do we want to see where this goes?” Jamie asked carefully not to overstep boundaries —which were torn down anyway trough the call from a few days ago and by the accidental nude snap Willow had sent her a good while ago— and give Willow a way out. “If—“ Willow hesitated, her hands brushing along Jamie’s jaw “I just want you to be mine lass” she shot out in a low whisper.
“Anything you want baby” she grinned, whispering against her lips before reconnecting them.