Just Try
“I can’t believe you forgot to take the food out of your truck,” a hungry Anya basically growled as Lexa grabbed a pack of hot dogs from the refrigerated section in the grocery store.
“Shut up, Anya. You’re not going to die of hunger,” Lexa said grumpily.
After having checked on the food in the truck they found it warm to the touch and no one wanted to tempt fate by trying to salvage it. After a quick shower to rinse off the paint Lexa and Anya had volunteered to take a quick trip back to the grocery store Lexa had been at only hours ago.
“It’s not my fault you couldn’t stop playing with your little girlfriend for two minutes to put the food in the fridge.”
“She’s not my girlfriend.” Lexa rolled her eyes as Anya’s face lit up with a smirk.
“That’s not what it looked like to me when we drove up. You both were standing mighty close to one another,” Anya walked around the cart to stand next to Lexa, who was currently finding a pack of ground meat very interesting,“So what happened?”
“Nothing happened Anya,” Lexa looked up at her sister as she gave her a pointed look,“Okay, we may have…kissed a little.”
Lexa cringed as Anya let out a gasp and smacked her on the arm,”Why the hell didn’t you tell me sooner?! I think blondie will be good for you.”
“It was a mistake, Anya. It won’t happen again.”
“Oh yes the hell it will. I haven’t seen you smile like you were when pulled up today in a long while. I can tell she makes you happy, and I’ll be damn if I’m gonna let you throw that out the window.”
“You know what happened the last time I tried to make a relationship work with my job. I don’t want to go through that again,” Lexa said as they walked their way through the isles towards the front of the store to stand in the check out line.
“What happened last time wasn’t your fault! I keep telling you that. Costia was just a bitch who couldn’t stand you working because it took time out of you not paying attention to her. I don’t think Clarke’s anything like that. Where does Clarke work?”
“She’s a doctor, like her mother.”
Anya let out a low whistle,“Well that explains the beach house. Anyways, if Clarke’s a doctor then she more than anyone else knows how unpredictable work can be sometimes.”
“I don’t know. I just don’t want to get hopes up thinking that this might work out.”
“All I’m saying is that I really think you should give it a chance. You never know what will happen if you just try.”
As they placed their items on the counter to be checked out the cashier looked up at Lexa before raising her eyebrow.
“Didn’t get enough food the first time around, huh?” Lexa put her head down as the same cashier who had checked out her and Clarke smiled at her.
Anya shook her head before pointing towards Lexa,“No, this idiot here left the food in a hot truck so she could have a paint fight with her little girlfriend.”
The cashier let out a low giggle as Lexa whipped her head up to glare at Anya and give her a strong punch in the arm.
“Well soon-to-be girlfriend.” That earned her another punch.
After completing their grocery store mission both sisters walked into the house with bags of ground meat, hotdogs, lettuce, cheese, and, thanks to Anya, all the ingredients to make a perfect s’more. Everyone was currently sitting in the couches and talking amongst themselves before looking to see who had walked through the entrance to the beach home. As they placed the bags on the kitchen island Octavia and Clarke walked away from the group to stand upon the other side of the island.
“Let’s heat up the grill and get some of those bad boys going,” Octavia said as she casually strutted over to the sink to wash her hands before grabbing the pack of ground meat from Lexa’s grasp.
As Lexa continued to pull the remaining groceries out of the brown paper bags she watched Clarke laugh aloud at something Octavia had said while helping form the ground meat into perfect hamburger patties. Lexa quickly stopped herself from staring and turned around in search for a bowl to wash the lettuce in only to come face to face with a grinning Anya.
Lexa watched as her older sisters eyes traveled over her shoulder to take a quick look at Clarke before meeting her emerald eyes once again,“Hey Octavia. Can you show me where all the plates and stuff are so we can set the table. Lexa can help Clarke finish the burgers.”
“Yeah. I can show you where we keep the paper plates so we don’t have to worry about cleaning dishes. I don’t know about you all but I hate dish washing duty and there’s no way I’m doing it while on mini vacation.” Anya followed Octavia down a small hallway off to the side of the kitchen but not before throwing a smirk over her shoulder at Lexa.
Lexa turned back around to face the blonde who patted the chair next to her before continuing to manipulate the ground meat. Taking in a deep breath she walked over to sitting down next to the blue eyes beauty and grabbed a small handful of beef. They both sat together with a small slither of tension in the air before both opening their mouths at the same time.
“Lexa, I-“
“Clarke, list-“
Both women stopped talking and looked at each other before each letting out a shy laugh.
“You can go first, Clarke.”
“Lexa, about earlier, I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I don’t really know what came over me. I mean, you were just…and I. I don’t even,” Clarke stammered as Lexa placed a hand on her shoulder.
“It’s okay Clarke. Theres nothing to be sorry about,“Lexa took a short pause before gazing into the simmering waves of soft blue eyes of the woman,“I just, I don’t want to start something that’s going to possibly not going to work out in the end. I know we just met but there’s something different that I feel when I’m near you and that scares me. The last relationship I had didn’t work out so well because of the unpredictability of my job.”
Lexa watched as Clarke’s eyes scanned her own before letting out a few whispered words,”I know what you mean. My last boyfriend, Wells, he got tired of me always being paged to the hospitals for emergencies and broke up with me. I understand how it is with work, Lexa. I feel the same way you feel. Like there’s this warmth in my chest that just flares up when we’re together. The whole time during out little paint war that feeling would never go away. I want to try to work this out with you, if you want.”
Lexa looked down at her meat filled hands, mind full of thoughts about what she was about to get herself into before looking back up with determination in her eyes,”I do. I want to try. Let’s just enjoy our weekend and see how things go before venturing in to it any deeper. Deal?”
“Deal.”
Lexa and Clarke smiled at each other before finishing up the patties, completely oblivious to the two girls who hide around the corner listening to their entire conversation before high-fiving in triumph. After hands were washed clean of the greasy residue of the beef Anya and Octavia walked around the corner carrying paper plates and napkins.
“Took you both long enough. What you do, get lost,” Clarke teased as she took the plates from Octavia.
“The plates were on the top shelf. We basically had to climb to get to them,” Octavia feigned exhaustion as she placed the beef patties on a paper plate.
“Oh you poor thing. I hope your climb was at least a little eventful for all that work.”
“Shut it, Clarke. I almost fell like twice. If it wasn’t for Anya I probably would be having you examine my back for broken bones.”
Clarke and Octavia continued to converse while making their way over to the large open glass door that lead to the back porch to bring Lincoln, who already had the grill simmering hot, the plate filled with burgers and hotdogs. After handing the plate off to Lincoln, Lexa watched as both girls took a seat on the lounging chairs facing the large Pacific Ocean before pivoting around to look at Anya.
“There’s no way it took you guys that long to grab plates and napkins. You were listening weren’t you?”
“Guilty. Octavia and I didn’t want to barge through the kitchen while you guys were having what sounded like a very private conversation.”
“So you thought it was okay to listen hidden around the corner,” Lexa deadpanned.
“Yes. I didn’t want to make Clarke uncomfortable. You on the other hand. It’s my life’s work to make you uncomfortable.”
Anya laughed as Lexa once again punched her sister in the arm before turning back towards the island to clean up their mess from the ground meat. While wiping down the island Lexa couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the glowing blonde hair that peeked up above from the top of the lounge chair before letting a genuine smile grace her lips.