Hookup
'You're my favourite' was a common phrase Marlene would spout out to Dorcas, ever since they first kissed in the empty stands after a match.
Dorcas had heard it over and over again but never really understood what Marlene meant, other than that she was Marlene's favourite of her numerous hookups.
They were rivals, they hated each other, they only ever snogged for fun and to release a big of tension. So Dorcas couldn't possibly understand why she was Marlene's favourite, instead of someone like Lily- one of Marlene's friends that she hooked up with.
Now, as Marlene met her in a dark broom cupboard, Dorcas wanted an answer.
"Mckinnon..."
"Meadowes", Marlene grinned, before noting the serious expression on Dorcas' face, "Something wrong?"
"I've been wondering this for a while now and I want an answer... Why am I your favourite girl to hookup with?"
Marlene blinked in shock for a moment before bursting out in laughter to Dorcas' dismay.
"What's so funny?"
Marlene stepped closer, lifting her hands up to cup Dorcas' face, "That was never about you being my favourite hookup."
"What?"
Marlene shrugged, "I'm not uh- I'm not actually hooking up with anyone but you. It's just a bunch of rumours going about, I suppose."
Dorcas frowned, "Then what in Merlin's name was that 'favourite' talk about?"
Marlene grew a bright red, "I meant like- Favourite person... You’re my favourite person."
"I am?" Dorcas blinked, "I thought we hated each other?"
Marlene snorted, "You hate me do you?"
"I suppose not", Dorcas hummed, "Not really at all... I think you might be my favourite person too."