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Mel was changed out of her scrubs and about to clock out and head for her bus before Trinity, who had already clocked out and was in comfy clothes, appeared up from behind her.
“Boo!” she said. Mel already knew she was there, so she didn’t get scared.
“I saw you coming.”
“You’re no fun, Melly,” a nickname that Santos has started calling her recently.
“Sooo…” Trinity started. “I know it’s late, but would you want to come to my apartment for the night?”
It was an odd request, especially this late at night and last minute, after the karaoke night she and Trinity had been hanging out more recently, but they had never visited each other’s homes before.
“Like stay over?”
“Yep.”
“What about Whitaker?” She knew Whitaker had been out more often since he went to Amy’s after shift most days.
“He’s on farm duties tonight,” Trinity smiled.
“I guess I could stay over. Becca’s staying at Adam’s tonight anyways.” They walked out the doors of the Pitt, coming to stand at Trinity’s car.
“I was thinking a movie night. That fine with you?” They entered Trinity’s car. Mel had been in it multiple times before, but knowing that they were going to Trinity’s home stirred something in Mel—a feeling had felt numerous times before when with trinity but one she didn’t recognise.
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
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They made their way into Trinity’s and Whitaker’s apartment. It was very lived-in, with dirty dishes in the sink, posters of different movies on the walls, and magnets on the fridge.
“You’re big movie fans?” Mel asked, pointing to the posters scattered across the walls. Though the living area seemed an odd place to put them, normally people tended to hang them in their bedrooms.
“Oh yeah, Whitaker just loves his old movies,” Trinity chuckled, running to cover the dirty dishes.
“Sorry about the dishes. We were in a rush this morning.”
“It’s okay!” Mel sat on the couch.
It was navy blue and looked very used.
“What are we gonna watch?” Mel asked. Santos came to flop down next to her on the couch.
“When Harry Met Sally?”
“Oh yes!!!” Mel bounced in her seat, unable to control her excitement. “How did you know it was my favourite!”
“Lucky guess,” Santos gave a cocky smile, pleased to make Mel happy.
They started up the movie and got comfy against the pillows.
They were halfway through the movie before Mel started to feel drowsy. Her head tipped and tipped before landing on Trinity’s shoulder.
She felt Trinity’s flinch at the movement and quickly got back up.
“Sorry, just getting tired,” Mel bit her lip, embarrassed from the awkward situation.
“It’s okay, you can, um, put your head back down if you want,” Trinity looked weirdly nervous though. Mel didn’t think she had anything to be nervous about. Did Mel somehow make her uncomfortable?
“If you’re sure, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” Mel said, wringing her hands together.
“You could never make me uncomfortable, Mel.”
“I couldn’t?” Mel titled her head.
“Here’s this: why don’t I lie down on the couch and you can cuddle me for real?” Trinity shimmied her way down the couch.
“Are you sure?”
“Come on Mel, I don’t want you falling asleep and hitting your head against the table and getting a concussion that would be my fault,” Trinity’s way of saying she cared about Mel’s well-being.
Mel carefully laid her head against Trinity’s chest. Their legs entangled together. She could hear her careful heartbeat. Mel took a deep breath, finally decompressing from the exhausting day
Mel was pretty sure this was what couples did from what she watched in the movies and from her past boyfriend that she dated for a week during high school, and she was sure friends did this as well.
“Is this what friends do?” Mel asked wanting to be sure, She felt Trinity’s heartbeat pick up at that
Mel lifted her head after getting no response. “Trin?” Trinity’s cheeks heated up at the nickname.
“I didn’t invite you here to be friends, Mel,” Trinity stared deep into Mel’s eyes. Normally, it would be uncomfortable, but she always felt safe with Trinity.
“So you don’t want to be friends?” Mel’s eyebrows furrowed together. She thought they had become close in the past weeks. Had she done something wrong? Trinity was her first friend ever. She found a connection there that was found nowhere else.
“Yeah,” Trinity said
Mel started to tear away from her chest, pushing herself up. “Did I do something wrong ? Should I leave?” Tears prickled Mel’s eyes
Trinitys eyes winded and shot up at Mel’s words. “fuck! No! No! Mel, I don’t mean in that I don’t want to be friends. I mean I want to be more than friends!”
“Like best friends?” Mel felt like she was missing something.
“No, like in a “I want to kiss you and have sex and show you off everyone” way!”” Trinity’s hands waved around like a maniac at Mel’s confusion.
“You want to kiss me and have sex and show me off to everyone?”
“Yes….”
“I want that as well.” If Mel was being honest, kissing Trinity or being in any romantic relationship with her had never come to Mel’s mind, but if she really thought about it, maybe that’s the unknown feeling she felt when Trinity had first asked her to karaoke, when she gripped her hand going through large crowds, when she dropped Mel off at home late at night
she had wanted to kiss Trinity’s Santos this whole time!
Trinity and Mel both leaned in and met halfway there, lips fitting together perfectly. Mel came to grip Trinity’s shirt while Trinity’s held the side of Mel’s face. Suddenly, all her feelings that she bottled up inside and ignored made sense
they pulled away breathless, staring into each other’s eyes. The movie left forgotten in the background.
“I want to do that again.”
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