Kris decides she needs to talk to Willow before Blood and Guts.
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Kris’ hand freezes as she reaches up to knock on the door. She knows she should. They’re on the same team. It’s the right thing to do, for all of them.
But she can’t. After all this time, she doesn’t know how to.
“Stat Daddy!”
Kris jumps and whirls around to see Harley, clad in bright pink and glowing turquoise. “Hey, Harley.”
“I see you are knocking on our door.” Harley wiggles her eyebrows. “Are we considering a conversation with our dear Willow again?”
Kris sighs. “Look, Harley – “
“I won’t be even the littlest bit jealous!” Harley says. “As long as I can join in.” Her eyes glaze over a little bit. “Oh, to feel all four of your hands on me at once. Not to mention what your mouths –”
“Harley,” Kris says, and the chaos does feel comfortably familiar.
“Kris,” Harley says. She flutters her eyelashes.
“Just – let’s not jump to the threesome before she’ll actually speak to me.”
“So it’s a possibility!” Harley stands up stock straight. “I assure you, Stat Daddy, I will be nothing but a support during your attempts to apologize and win back your princess.”
“She – princess? I guess?” Kris winces. “She’s my ex girlfriend, not a princess.”
“The same thing, if you treat her right.” Harley winks, a little much, and Kris is about to leave and give up when the door opens.
Willow looks at her, and for the shortest moment, Kris is worried she’s about to throw a punch. Instead, Willow leans against the door frame, with the smallest smile on her lips. Kris’ heart races.
“Look what the cat dragged in,” she says. “Hey, kitty.”
“Meow,” Harley replies. Kris will have to ask about that nickname later.
“Hi,” Kris says. She’s probably having a heart attack, at this point. She can hear her heartbeat. That can’t be normal. She starts to worry if Willow can hear it, too.
“Hi,” Willow echoes. “Harley?”
“On it, boss.”
“No, I meant – ” But Harley’s already sprinting off into the other direction and Willow looks as baffled as Kris feels.
“What does she think you asked for?” Kris can’t help but ask.
“Probably a snack. A new bra. Somebody’s wallet. God only knows with that girl.” She sighs, that smile in her eyes still burned into Kris’ heart. “So is this you wanting to come in?” Willow asks.
Kris’ eyes go to the sign on the door. “Is any of the rest of the conglomerononinon in there?”
Willow snorts. “You see that post, too?”
Kris feels light, airy almost. She hasn’t laughed with Willow for longer than she can remember. “It’s cute. I sing that any time I listen to Femininomenon.”
Willow steps aside. “And no. The place is empty. The rest of them ran off to catering.” She leans in. Kris’ heart does that thing again. “Allegedly there’s Cheetos, but I don’t care.”
“You always were more of a fan of, like, anything else.”
Willow snort laughs, and Kris is pretty sure she’s seconds from passing out.
“Why don’t you, uh, come inside?” Willow steps away and now there’s room. There’s space for Kris again. “We can go over the Blood and Guts match, maybe.” She smiles, and Kris can feel the opportunity in front of her. She won’t fuck it up this time, whatever this is. “Catch up?”
Kris nods. “I’d like that.”
The door closes behind her, and Kris feels comfortable for the first time in years.
~
Mini Playlist:
Just put Feminimomenon by Chappell Roan on repeat. It doesn't perfectly match the vibe lyrically but it is fun.
🔥 "I can see the fire in your eyes..." 🔥
I can't help it, but I love Kyo's cat's eyes, while worrying that Tohru is safe! 🥰 And that music in these scenes is so good (Fruits Basket Season 2 OST - This is What I am)! Yes, I’m hooked to FB now. ^^'
