you are alive with so much feeling (rp for girl_ofsecrets)

[neversee_inside]

Hank was really reluctant to use the word. Partly because it meant something, partly because she wasn't sure it fit...partly because it scared her, just a little. Vampires and demons were no big deal, but find herself a girlfriend and she was shaking in her shoes.

But she wasn't. Just because they were sleeping together didn't mean anything. They

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[its_notluck]

Claire was asking herself much the same question. Had she, somehow, ended up with a girlfriend? How did a long time friendship with a girl (no less) evolve into something like what was going on at the moment? She wasn't really sure. Oh yes, she would understand if this whole issue was to do with a guy but it wasn't. It was Hank. Her Hank who had always been a best friend but had somehow become a lover

[neversee_inside]

Reflexively, Hank reached over and smacked her one the way she always did, finding some comfort in the familiar squabble.

"Fuck Pippi." she groused. "No, wait...forget it. I own yer ass."

She paused, rolling on her side and propping her head in her hand with a glower. "And that's the fuckin' point: we're dating. We're so dating it ain't even funny. And we didn't start dating 'till after we had sex. How bass-ackwards, inside out is that shit?! And don't even get me fucking started on what the fuck I am, 'cause I figured I could at least figure the fuck out that I was bisexual before I started picking china patterns with my sweetheart and shit..."

Trailing off, she sighed and groaned dramatically, reaching out blindly for a pillow to press into her face.

"I have issues. Just...kill me now." she grunted, her final words muffled as she finally located a pillow to bury her head beneath.

[its_notluck]

Claire braced herself for the head smack she knew was coming but she still winced just a touch as she bent her forehead forwards a bit.

Then suddenly Hank was mumbling and griping, talking a mile a minute as Claire tried to focus on what the hell she was saying. Ignoring her show, she twisted around to look at Hank in confusion before the girl suddenly groaned and dove head first under a pillow which left Claire staring at her.

"Wait..." Claire tilted her head before lifting the small clipboard and bringing it down on Hank's ass hard enough to make her jump. "Did you just call me your girlfriend? Without officially asking me out?!"

[neversee_inside]

"ACK! Fucking bitch!!" Hank half-bellowed, half-giggled after the ass smack, flinging away the pillow and surging up to pin her to the bed in a brief, halfhearted struggle that ended with her half-stretched out over Claire, holding her wrists down without any real strength as Claire lay limp beneath her.

"We've been out." she pointed out. "We've had dinner at least three times since...y'know. And I sleep in your room almost every night and...yeah, girlfriend. Brand new, still in the wrapping, but still! Am I wrong?"