Chapter 2
"So, would you rather sleep with Lea Michele or Dianna Agron?"
Octavia frowns as she looks at Clarke, "Why would you ask me that?"
"Come on, it's not that hard. You made me decide between Scarlett Johansson and Mila Kunis so now it's your turn." Clarke shrugs as she slides a beer towards the woman who takes it with a frown of displeasure.
"I'd fuck Lea Michele." Octavia nods as she pops the top of the beer and takes a sip, a slow smile slides across her face as she tilts her head. "But you better believe that I'd make love to Dianna Agron. Woman is fine."
"That's cheating." Clarke grumbles.
"Whatever." Octavia sighs as she waves her off. "So, I have a request..."
"No I will not distract somebody's boyfriend so you can sleep with the girlfriend. The last time I did that I ended up with a black eye." Clarke sneers as she sips at her beer while Octavia fiddles with the label on hers.
"It's um not a favor like that," Octavia assures her as she clenches her jaw and squeezes her eyes shut. "My family sorta kinda thinks that I'm in a relationship and I have a wedding to go to next month and I don't actually have a girlfriend."
Clarke pauses as she stares at her, "And?"
"And I'm asking if you'd go with me." Octavia mutters as she allows her eyes to flutter open in time to catch the way Clarke tenses. "I promise you that it won't be bad. My monster of a mother even said we can stay in a hotel instead of staying at her place."
"You already told her I was going with you, didn't you?" Clarke huffs.
"Maybe?" Octavia offers with a weak chuckle.
"I'll go with you." Clarke shrugs and Octavia gives a cry of happiness as she claps her hand in excitement. "But you have to come clean about us not being together before we leave. I don't want your mom to expect me to propose to you or something."
Octavia hesitates, "She's going to be pissed."
"Maybe, but it really doesn't matter. You shouldn't lie about something so stupid. She'll get over it." Clarke assures her as she straightens herself out and takes a swig of her beer. "I guess I gotta break out my fancy heels."
"You're the best." Octavia grins.
"Tell me something I don't know." Clarke scoffs.
-x-
Pants sound in the air as the pair lay beside each other with lazy smiles on their faces. Raven is the first to settle her breathing as she rests her hands under her head and stares up at the ceiling with tired eyes. Lexa lays beside her with her lower lip in her mouth before she glances down with a grin as Raven turns to curl into her chest; the pair lay like that as Lexa drags a hand down Raven's bare back and tickles at each dip of her spine.
"So," Lexa begins as she clears her throat. "How was it?"
"Oh God. What did we agree on when we first started this thing?" Raven demands as she tilts her head so she can rest her chin on Lexa's chest. "We agreed that we'd never ask each other questions like that."
"True. Forgot for a second." Lexa mumbles.
"No, you have something on your mind." Raven corrects as she reaches up to tap at Lexa's forehead and she is quick to catch Raven's hand. "So, open up. Tell me what's going on. Or I could fuck your brains out and make you forget."
"As appealing as that sounds, no thanks," Lexa laughs and it trails off into a sigh as she stares down at her and watches as Raven slowly perks an eyebrow at her. "So, I need you to do something for me..."
Raven narrows her eyes, "I knew there was a reason why you went down on me."
"Shut up." Lexa orders with a laugh. "It's really not a bad thing..."
"It's bad enough that you went down on me. Twice." Raven reminds her as she moves away to rest her weight on her elbow while she stares at Lexa. "Okay, talk to me. What do you need me to do? Sleep with one of your friends?"
"What? No. I'm not a pimp, Rae." Lexa chuckles as she rolls her eyes. "I just need you to come with me to my sister's wedding. My aunt is kinda the only mom I've had and she wants this day to be perfect for my sister so she thinks me bringing a date would make it special."
"Why would you bringing a date make it special?" Raven snorts.
"Because Bellamy is bringing his wife Gina and my aunt thinks she's perfect, Anya is marrying Lincoln, and O is bringing a date so I kind of have to." Lexa explains. "I can't be the only person going to stag, y'know?"
"O?" Raven repeats.
"My cousin." Lexa reminds her. "The one you refuse to meet."
"Um, I don't refuse to meet her," Raven scoffs as she rolls away from her to begin her venture of finding her clothes. "You always hide her from us. She always stays at her mom's and you've never brought her around."
"Yeah, yeah." Lexa mumbles. "So, will you?"
Raven heaves a long breath, "Fine."
Lexa releases a cry of happiness as she sits up and grabs Raven around the waist to carefully pull her back onto the bed, mindful of her knee. Raven gives a cry of surprise while she slaps at Lexa's arms in an attempt to get Lexa to let go but the older woman holds tighter. The two wrestle for a long moment until Raven manages to pin Lexa below her, the brunette's hands rest above her head as Raven smirks down at her; Lexa beams as she arches her head up to press a soft kiss to Raven's lips.
"You are amazing. I so owe you."
"Damn right you do." Raven giggles.
-x-
"We should probably coordinate, right?" Clarke asks.
"I mean, it would be a totally coupley thing to do." Octavia nods as she throws a plump grape Clarke's way, the fruit bounces off her nose and rolls to join a few others on the ground. "I'm wearing blue so work around that."
"I can do that." Clarke sighs. "So, how are we playing this?"
Octavia pauses with a grape in her hand, "What do you mean?"
"What kind of couple are we going to be? Are we going to be the ones who can't keep their hands off each other or the ones who are comfortable with space?" Clarke asks as she opens her mouth quickly.
"The latter." Octavia grumbles as she tosses the grape and throws her arms up as it lands in Clarke's mouth. "Since I told my mom I was in a relationship, she figured it was you and that we met in a class or something and got an apartment together."
"So, you don't wanna tell your mom that we really met at the library because we were both looking for the same pot dealer?" Clarke teases as she grabs her own grape and tosses it into Octavia's open mouth.
Octavia chews as she narrows her eyes, "She'd believe it."
"Your mom sounds cooler than mine." Clarke chuckles as she pops a grape in her mouth before she lounges back on the arm of the couch. "So, is everyone in your family cool with you being gay? You don't really talk about them much."
"Um, no. Not really. My mom tries to pretend that I'm just going through a phase." Octavia sighs as she rolls her eyes. "She's been in the land of denial since I brought my first girlfriend home, she refers to them as my special friends."
"How come your mom pretends you're not gay?" Clarke frowns.
"I dunno. I guess it kinda ruins her image." Octavia mumbles. "Growing up we were always so perfect and my mom loved it, even when my aunt died and she took my cousins in we were all meant to be perfect. They basically became her kids too."
"So, did your family guess you were gay or...?" Clarke trails off.
"Nah." Octavia shrugs. "I guess I wasn't good at hiding it, but they didn't believe it till I came out. I dated one guy my freshmen year and cried after the first time he kissed me. After that I just started kissing girls and life got so much better."
"Cute." Clarke snorts.
"My mom thought I was doing it for attention for a long time," Octavia mutters. "She'd tell all our friends and family that it was just a phase and I'd get over it, but I think she eventually just stopped caring. She was glad when I moved out here."
"What about your cousin? Isn't she gay?" Clarke questions.
"Yeah. My mom kinda gave up after Lexa came out. She kept going on about how she managed to raise two gay kids." Octavia snorts. "So Lexa and I became close after that while Anya and Bell stuck together."
"Is that why she calls like every night?" Clarke asks. "Because you're close?"
"She's protective. She wants to make sure I'm safe. She was pretty upset when I told her I was moving out here for school." Octavia laughs with a smile that turns wistful. "She's okay now though. I guess she has three roommates that keep her entertained. Two gays and a girl."
"Sounds fun." Clarke laughs.
"Yeah, two of them are dating and the other is her best friend." Octavia shrugs as she throws the last grape in Clarke's mouth before she stands. "Come on, let's go shopping. We can find you a new dress."
"A new dress?" Clarke pouts. "I wanted to wear the white one I have."
"Too fuckin' bad."
-x-
"Raven." Lexa whines.
"What?"
"Can you please hurry up?" Lexa pleads.
The sound of shuffles came from behind the door of the dressing room before it flew open and Raven fumbles from it with a scowl. Lexa whistles in appreciation as she takes in the tight black dress that Raven wore. She draws her lower lip into her mouth and feels a familiar flush on her cheeks as her best friend smooths her hands over the front of the dress while she admires herself in the mirror with her usual smirk.
"You can't rush me, bitch." Raven snaps. "This takes time."
"Rae, buy this one. I'm begging you. You look so good in it." Lexa breathes out as she licks her lips. "Seriously. My sister's fiance is going to blow his load when I walk into that wedding with you on my arm. He just might ditch her."
"I can't wear black to a wedding, Alexandria. This is just a dress you're buying me to say thank you for attending a wedding with you." Raven smirks as she turns to model the dress. "I think I look good so you should have no problem buying it."
"You're a bitch." Lexa huffs.
Raven moves to press her hands to Lexa's shoulder as she kisses her cheek, "You love me."
"No, I loved you six stores ago now I despise you and wish you'd hurry the hell up so I can go home and eat." Lexa whines as she carefully shoves Raven back. "I have a client coming in at nine tomorrow morning and I need sleep."
"I told you that you didn't have to come with me, but you insisted." Raven reminds her as she turns to vanish into the dressing room. "I tried to tell you that I could do this on my own but you were all for coming along."
"I needed to make sure that you bought a dress that was socially acceptable. I've seen the dresses you wear to clubs and dinners with Monty and Miller." Lexa scoffs as she crosses her arms over her chest.
"That's because I'm trying to attract people. This is a wedding, I know how to dress to impress. And I know I'm there to impress your aunt." Raven replies. "Don't worry so much, I'll be on my best behavior. She's going to love me."
Lexa scrunches her nose and shakes her head at Raven's words, "Please don't make her fall in love with you because then I'm going to have to drag you along to holidays and birthdays and family vacations and family reunions."
"Hey, I'm down for family vacations. In the three years that I've known you, you've gone to Europe and Italy just because your aunt and family wanted to." Raven snickers as she appears in her jeans and tank top.
"Whatever, Reyes." Lexa chuckles as she tosses her red jacket to Raven.
"Here you go. Go buy 'em." Raven beams as she catches her jacket before she offers to hangers to Lexa and watches as she eyes them with a look of confusion. "I told you that you were buying my dress. I'm not doing this for free."
Lexa clenches her jaw as she snatches the dresses from her, "I should've asked Miller."
"Like Monty would've allowed that!" Raven calls after her.