WayHaught

Wynonna

“Don’t go, get back in bed.” whined Wynonna. “Come on, clothes are so overrated.”

“Well, I don’t think my boss would appreciate me opening the bar late.” said Rosita gathering her bits of clothes from all around the room. “Anyways, since when are you the cuddling type?”

“Who says I want to cuddle” Wynonna responded with a devilish grin.

“Plus, Wynonna I came over here to talk. How. This.” Rosita said gesturing at the mess they made of the bedroom. “I’m going to work and no more of all this until we talk.” Rosita said in a firm tone as she left the bedroom.

“FINE!” Wynonna groaned. She laid in bed for a while thinking about the talk Rosita wanted to have. It had been a long time coming and she knew eventually they would get here. Wynonna knew soon as she moved back to Purgatory that she would eventually end up in bed with Rosita again.

“Wynonna, you can’t still be sleeping. It’s 4 o’clock in the afternoon.” yelled Waverly from the bottom of the steps. Wynonna made her way downstairs and found Waverly in the kitchen putting the kettle on the stove. Wynonna scoffed as she walked past her grabbed the bottle of whisky and sat at the table. Waverly joined her and gave Wynonna a raised eyebrow look.

“Whisky for breakfast, really?” Waverly shook her head.

“Lunch and Dinner, too.” Wynonna took a shot.

“So, Rosita was here?”

“What? Um no. Why would you think that?”

“Wynonna, there’s only one road in and out of the Homestead. I know who I saw. Why are you so defensive. It’s clear you have feelings for her.”

“Feelings, that’s a bit of a stretch. Do I enjoy her company more than most peoples? Yes. Plus no shower-head can do the things she does.” Wynonna’s face flushed at the thought. “But she wants to have the talk. You know me babygirl, labels and commitment. Nope.”

“Well, it's not only about you. Clearly Rosita wants more than just your occasional hook-up. How about you talk to me and see if we can get you to the same page she is.” Waverly stated in her most comforting tone. She knew that making attachments had always been hard for Wynonna. She would never admit to needing anyone other her baby sister.

“How about you fill me in on how you got to this point. Rosita isn’t making it up if she feels there’s something there.” Waverly pressed on.

“Well, this has been going on for a while. If I had to say it really became something back in high school.”

“High School?” Waverly was shocked. Waverly knew they were best friends and inseparable but Wynonna was always going back and forth to John Henry. Waverly had always assumed liking girls was something she discovered on her travels.

“Yeah, you remember when Aunt Gus would let us have sleepovers, how Mercedes would always take you into the living room to paint your nails or watch a movie until you fell asleep.”

“Yes, she always said she like hanging out with me cause I was like the little sister she never had.” Waverly recalled fondly.

“Well, Mercedes has always been the best wing woman.” Wynonna laughed. “She knew about me a Rosita so she would help us out with the little sister problem.”

“So this whole time, you’ve been what Bi?”

“No labels but if you made me pick one. Sure, I’m bi, guess like you are now too.”

“Oh, no, I’m a lesbian!” exclaimed Waverly with all her might.

“Alright, calm your tits, lesbian. Like I was saying, started in high school but I was already the outcast and weird kid. So I kept with the John Henry nonsense for longer than I should have as you know. I always thought that after high school was over that then it wouldn’t matter to me as much what people said and I could see where it went with Rosita. That’s when Rosita started dating Regina George. Ugh, she was such a bitch. I don’t know what Rosita ever saw in her but that relationship seemed to go on forever. So Rosita was busy and happy and didn’t have time for me any longer. Thats when I said fuck it and went away.”

Waverly took a shot of whiskey. She looked at Wynonna in amazement there was so much she didn’t know or hadn’t picked up on when she was younger. Wynonna continued her story.

“So you remember the fundraiser. What am I saying of course you do. With your little photo booth rendezvous.” Wynonna saw Waverly starting to blush. “That night Rosita was looking like, well you saw her. She looked incredible. I couldn’t take my eyes off her so we spent the night flirting and it was so fun and easy. God she’s so smart and witty with the banter.” Waverly was just nodding completely enthralled in the story. “So after I got my car from your place and came home. Who do I find standing on the front porch?” Wynonna took another shot sat back in the chair with her eyes up and looking off into the distance. “We had fooled around a bit since I’ve been back especially when I stayed with her during the renovation. I hadn’t thought much about it because it was only a couple of weeks so it was fun but with an expiration date. After I moved back to the Homestead it just stopped happening. I would really only see her at work in passing during shifts.” Wynonna looked at Waverly to make sure she was still listening before she carried on.

“That night though. When I walked up to her on the front porch. That was different. She said she didn’t even know how she got there. She said she had started to drive to her apartment and then found herself on the long dirt road to the homestead like it was calling out to her. So I kissed her right there not even letting her finish her sentence. I’m going to spare you the rest because your are my baby sis. I’m sure Haught Sauce has already given you an idea of what happened that night. She’s been over every night since and I’m sad every time she leaves. Ok so maybe I do have some small feelings.”

“Small feelings? Are you serious? From what I just heard Wynonna you loved Rosita back in high school and you let her go because you were too scared. Now, you’ve found you way back to each other and you’re going to be sorry if you don’t tie this down. You need to stop deflecting and have that conversation. You’re insecurities be damned.” Waverly preached to Wynonna. Another shot for Wynonna while she nodded. She knew her sister was right. She would have to confront her feelings for Rosita. Wynonna needed some additional courage and eye candy, so the girls headed to Shorty’s.

“Hi, Rosita, think you left something at the Homestead.”, quipped Waverly.

“Don’t think I did.” Rosita answered.

“You sure?” Rosita finally turned around and saw Waverly pointing at Wynonna. Rosita could not hid her excitement at seeing Wynonna.

“Hey doll.” Wynonna returned a smile.

“You girls enjoy.” Rosita said serving them their usual and returning to the other patrons.

“Well now you know my whole situation. How was your date with Haught.”

“Perfection.” Waverly beamed. Wynonna rolled her eyes with annoyance.

“So lovey dovey already.”

“It’s nothing like I’ve ever felt before. Something just clicked when I was with her. It was beyond my control. The whole experience has felt surreal Wynonna. If I wasn’t talking to you about it right now I might think it was all in my head.”

“She’s definitely real and so is this aura around you.”

“Champ. Perry. B-Train. It was never right. I went through the motions but there was always something missing. So, yup, now we know, I’m a big ‘ol lesbian.”

“I’ll drink to that.” Wynonna raised her drink.

“You’ll drink to anything.” Waverly said giving her sister a side eye.

“Do you girls need another one?” Chrissy asked them walking up from behind the bar.

“Where’s Rosita?” said Waverly.

“Oh, her shift was over like 10 minutes ago. Think she went home.” Chrissy responded.

“I better get going home too.”

“No don’t leave babygirl. Let’s have another one.”

“Wynonna I think you better head upstairs and check on Rosita it’s not like her to have left without saying goodbye.” Waverly kissed her sisters cheek and waved goodbye at Chrissy.

“Alright, alright. Hand me a bottle of whisky.” Wynonna grabbed the bottle from Chrissy and headed up the steps to Rosita’s apartment.

“Knock, knock” called out Wynonna. Rosita opened the door leaning against it wearing only an oversized shirt.

“Well how am suppose to talk to you when you look like that. May I.” Wynonna said taking a step forward.

“Only if you are here to talk. I’m serious this time, Wy.”

“Let’s talk, babe.” Wynonna said with a kiss on Rosita’s lips.