No Shoes, No Shirt, No Service
Lexa stretched her arms high over her head, listening to her shoulders pop deliciously before kicking off her shoes and padding her way to the bathroom. She hummed her way through undressing, turning on the hot water before stepping in.
The water cascaded down her shoulders, relaxing her further. Lexa’s nightly routine was the one thing she could look forward to, the one thing that made even the worst school day better.
Once she was finished in the shower and had dried off, she braided her hair before making her way back into her room. She blinked a few times as she looked at the back of her blonde friend, who was seated upon her bead.
“Clarke?” She asked, tilting her head to the side, hands on her bare hips. “What are you doing?”
Clarke turned around, her cheeks going pink as she looked at her friend. “Oh, uh..” She trailed off before shaking her head. “You need to at least put on some underwear before we discuss anything.”
Lexa chuckled, making her way to her dresser. She pulled on her favorite pair of pajamas before settling next to the blonde. “Alright, now that I’m clothed, what are you doing here and more importantly how did you get in here, I locked the door.”
It was Clarke’s turn to chuckle as she held up a key on her chain. “You gave me a spare when you first moved in, remember? So I could take care of your cat when you have over night games.”
Lexa nodded her head, smiling. “Oh right, sorry it’s been a long day.” She replied, bumping their shoulders together. “But that doesn’t explain why you’re here.”
Clarke was quiet for a moment, before she opened her mouth, eyes trained on her hands. “Finn and I broke up and well..his name is on the lease to the apartment..so..” She sighed softly, looking up at the brunette.
“Clarke, I’m so sorry.” Lexa said softly, reaching up to brush a few stands of hair from sapphire eyes. “You can stay here, I know you weren’t going to ask, because that’s how you are, but I insist.”
Clarke smiled slightly, biting her lip. “Thanks, Lexa.” She replied, leaning into her friend’s touch.
Lexa nodded, offering a smile in return before pushing off the bed. “Come on, we’ll go get your stuff from your apartment.” She said, already heading to grab a change of clothes.
“That..might not be a good idea..I mean for you to go with me.” Clarke said sheepishly, refusing to look Lexa in the eye.
“And why would that be?” Lexa asked, leaning against her dresser.
“Well..we sort of broke up..because of you.” Clarke admitted, her cheeks burning. “Not you exactly, but because of my feelings for you….”
Lexa’s brow furrowed, tilting her head to the side. “Feelings?”
“I love you, Lexa.”