001. the scientist ; traya
Troian knew there wasn't a way for Naya to ignore her for too long. She had been under the covers for a few minutes now, staring up at the familiar ceiling with only the sound of their breathing filling the room. She could feel the tension between them but she didn't want to scare the gorgeous girl laying next to her away. She rolled over and was met with Naya's face. Those dark eyes were shining impassively at her and Troian swallowed, not daring to make the first move until she felt a hand slipping underneath her shirt. She leaned forward and captured those lips with hers and soon, the breathing was replaced with quiet whimpers and whispered moans that sounded like prayers.
When she awoke the next morning, Troian realized she had slept through her cellphone's alarm. Naya was still asleep next to her with one foot hanging off of the bed, and her arm tucked underneath her pillow. Troian smiled at the sleeping beauty and reached her arm over to brush away some of the hair resting on Naya's forehead. She stirred but didn't wake and Troian finally sat up to get out of bed.
This was the hardest part - like Naya had warned her it would be. She had to pack up her stuff and get the hell out because she didn't want to keep making Naya see her everywhere. She knew it wasn't fair to her. She used one of Naya's spare hairties to pull her hair back and stuck her toothbrush in her mouth, scrubbing away at her teeth and her tongue until all she could taste was mint. Gathering up her honey vanilla shampoo, a few facial creams she had brought over, and a dark green loofah she had made Naya buy her in Target one day, Troian placed them in the bag she had snuck over and then sat down on the toilet seat.
She couldn't leave. She couldn't just walk around the house and pretend like she didn't remember things from it. Taking a shower with Naya and singing her Glee songs loudly until Naya shut her up, hopping up on the kitchen counter and telling Naya stories about when she was little as Naya cooked for her, tickle sessions on her bed until they were both naked and screaming for a completely different reason. She was embedded in this house. It was embedded in her.
She brought her knees up to her chest and rested her chin there, not moving until she heard Naya shuffling to the bathroom door. "Hey," she said quietly. "Sorry, I just needed a minute. I'll be gone soon."
