Is it Her? (1/?)
Kinda based on this prompt at the Glee Angst Meme. Basically Lea tells Dianna about some woman she was madly in love with and Idina comes and Dianna is a little insecure and thinks it's her.
My first RPF and my first Glee fic.
Rating: PG-13
“So there was this older woman at one point. Me and her were great together. We had this…this amazing chemistry.”
“Who was it?” Dianna questioned her girlfriend as they took a break from filming. The two had started talking about past lovers. Dianna snuggled under Lea, while the shorter woman ran her hands through the blonde’s hair.
“Oh, someone I met while on Broadway,” Lea responded, being pointedly vague.
Dianna turned around to look up at Lea with a stare.
“Well I kinda figured, but who was she? And how long ago was this?”
Lea grinned, “Are you jealous?” She asked while trying to pull Dianna back into her former position, although Dianna was trying to put some distance in between them. She pushed Lea lightly, stood up and turned to face the smaller woman.
“Not jealous…well maybe a little. Just want to know her name.” Dianna said with an even glare. She was starting to wonder why Lea didn’t want her to know who this person was. She knew that Lea was a very lovable person, but their relationship was still fairly new and she wasn’t 100% sure how serious this was, or what she really meant to the brunette. She hated feeling this way, but she couldn’t help it. Seeing the diva interact with other people basically the same way she interacted with her (touchy-feely, standing extra close, staring at them like they were the only person in the world while they talked) made her feel inconsequential often, but when it was just her and her roommate/girlfriend, things were great. As this went through her head, her emotions flashed across her features.
Lea, sensing that Dianna was upset, got up to take her mind off of the subject at hand.
“What’s the big deal?” She got up off the couch and walked towards Dianna.
“Babe, it doesn’t matter who she is, because right now, I’m with you.” With that, she reached the blonde and pulled her to her and met their lips in a soft kiss. Dianna needed that reassurance, but was still a little perturbed by the fact that Lea wouldn’t tell her this woman’s name, that coupled with the fact that they she’d been entirely honest and forthcoming when it had been her turn to share.
Lea’s soft, sensuous kisses were slowly washing away all doubts about her relationship with the diva.
“So what happened?”
“Well, apparently she was married to one of her co-stars, and somehow I didn’t know. So she broke it off when things were starting to get serious.” Lea moved her hands slowly down Dianna’s stomach. She tilted her head and began sucking on her pulse point.
“Again, I just want to know her name.” Dianna said trying futilely to not give into the wonderful sensations Lea was so adept at evoking.
Lea’s reached the other woman’s skirt and she started to reach her hand past the waistband.
Suddenly Dianna pushed her away.
“Honestly, Lea, you think sex is the answer to all life’s problems. Look…I-“
KNOCK, KNOCK
“Lea, you’re needed on set in 15.”
“Ok.”
When Lea made no movement to get ready to go, Dianna pushed her slightly,
“You have to go.” Still not moving, Lea responded smirking,
“Yea but there’s a lot that can happen in 15 minutes.”
Dianna stood resolute, “And I’m a little upset that you were carrying on a relationship with her while she was married. That’s ok with you? Being a home wrecker?” Dianna was starting to get a little worked up.
Lea backed off. “I told you, I didn’t know. Had I known…”
“Would you have stopped it if you did know?” Lea looked at the ground.
“So I take it as a no. You can go now, I don’t know if I can stand to be around you right now.”
Lea looked at her, “But it was…different. She was my whole world. When she broke it off, I didn’t know what to do. But you don’t have to worry about her anymore because she’s in New York, still on Broadway.” Lea tentatively reached to pull her in for a comforting hug and this time Dianna didn’t pull away.
Lea murmured on her shoulder, “I’ve gotta go. I’ll see you later at home.”
She then pulled out of the embrace and walked out the trailer.
My first RPF and my first Glee fic.
Rating: PG-13
“So there was this older woman at one point. Me and her were great together. We had this…this amazing chemistry.”
“Who was it?” Dianna questioned her girlfriend as they took a break from filming. The two had started talking about past lovers. Dianna snuggled under Lea, while the shorter woman ran her hands through the blonde’s hair.
“Oh, someone I met while on Broadway,” Lea responded, being pointedly vague.
Dianna turned around to look up at Lea with a stare.
“Well I kinda figured, but who was she? And how long ago was this?”
Lea grinned, “Are you jealous?” She asked while trying to pull Dianna back into her former position, although Dianna was trying to put some distance in between them. She pushed Lea lightly, stood up and turned to face the smaller woman.
“Not jealous…well maybe a little. Just want to know her name.” Dianna said with an even glare. She was starting to wonder why Lea didn’t want her to know who this person was. She knew that Lea was a very lovable person, but their relationship was still fairly new and she wasn’t 100% sure how serious this was, or what she really meant to the brunette. She hated feeling this way, but she couldn’t help it. Seeing the diva interact with other people basically the same way she interacted with her (touchy-feely, standing extra close, staring at them like they were the only person in the world while they talked) made her feel inconsequential often, but when it was just her and her roommate/girlfriend, things were great. As this went through her head, her emotions flashed across her features.
Lea, sensing that Dianna was upset, got up to take her mind off of the subject at hand.
“What’s the big deal?” She got up off the couch and walked towards Dianna.
“Babe, it doesn’t matter who she is, because right now, I’m with you.” With that, she reached the blonde and pulled her to her and met their lips in a soft kiss. Dianna needed that reassurance, but was still a little perturbed by the fact that Lea wouldn’t tell her this woman’s name, that coupled with the fact that they she’d been entirely honest and forthcoming when it had been her turn to share.
Lea’s soft, sensuous kisses were slowly washing away all doubts about her relationship with the diva.
“So what happened?”
“Well, apparently she was married to one of her co-stars, and somehow I didn’t know. So she broke it off when things were starting to get serious.” Lea moved her hands slowly down Dianna’s stomach. She tilted her head and began sucking on her pulse point.
“Again, I just want to know her name.” Dianna said trying futilely to not give into the wonderful sensations Lea was so adept at evoking.
Lea’s reached the other woman’s skirt and she started to reach her hand past the waistband.
Suddenly Dianna pushed her away.
“Honestly, Lea, you think sex is the answer to all life’s problems. Look…I-“
KNOCK, KNOCK
“Lea, you’re needed on set in 15.”
“Ok.”
When Lea made no movement to get ready to go, Dianna pushed her slightly,
“You have to go.” Still not moving, Lea responded smirking,
“Yea but there’s a lot that can happen in 15 minutes.”
Dianna stood resolute, “And I’m a little upset that you were carrying on a relationship with her while she was married. That’s ok with you? Being a home wrecker?” Dianna was starting to get a little worked up.
Lea backed off. “I told you, I didn’t know. Had I known…”
“Would you have stopped it if you did know?” Lea looked at the ground.
“So I take it as a no. You can go now, I don’t know if I can stand to be around you right now.”
Lea looked at her, “But it was…different. She was my whole world. When she broke it off, I didn’t know what to do. But you don’t have to worry about her anymore because she’s in New York, still on Broadway.” Lea tentatively reached to pull her in for a comforting hug and this time Dianna didn’t pull away.
Lea murmured on her shoulder, “I’ve gotta go. I’ll see you later at home.”
She then pulled out of the embrace and walked out the trailer.