So here's the Rivergron fic everyone's been wanting! For those of you who read the Santana Oneshots series you'll notice this will centre around the few chapters of Naya, Dianna and Austin (although I had to change the timing slightly to fit the storyline) x
P.S. For those that don't know yes my chapters may not be all that long in length but that way I ensure I update more regularly so please don't be disappointed :)
Chapter 1
Three years ago...
The Glee cast had been been touring for the concert for two exhausting months. It was suffice to say that they were all feeling ready to wrap up and go back to normal life, although the definition of normal could be questioned when you're on set fourteen hours a day, six days a week. With work hours like that you had no choice but to become close with your colleagues, and that couldn't be more true for Naya Rivera and Dianna Agron. The two had become close friends, playing frenemy cheerleaders on the show for the past two and a bit years. The girls had all the little things you'd expect of two best friends; the secret looks, the in jokes, and the art of conversation without uttering a single word. Yes, they were best friends, but it was becoming apparent one wanted more...
Naya crept into the hotel room, tip toeing throughout the room, trying to avoid the furniture in the dark room. She pulled back the covers of the king size bed and felt it dip under her weight as she slid in. Feeling the heat radiate from the other body in the bed Naya scooted forward, pushing her front to the girl's back. Her strong arms wrapped around the blonde, relishing the easy way she seemed to mould into her. Dianna soaked up the touch until her brows furrowed in confusion. Her steady breathing changed as she attempted to turn around to face this intruder in the night. Naya's arms held her too tight for her to fully turn but she was able to swivel enough to know all too well who was in her bed.
"Naya what are you doing here?" Her voice had an accusatory tone to it, especially due to the late hour of the night.
Naya attempted to shush Dianna's worries, pressing kisses to the back of her neck and shoulders. It wasn't placating Dianna though who took a hold of Naya's hands around her waist and pushed them off of her. Dianna broke free from her friend's embrace, Naya lying on her side now with Dianna on her back, silently waiting for answers.
"You know what I'm doing here Di..." Naya husked into the night air.
Although they'd never spoken of the tension or chemistry that often hung in the air between them they were both well aware of it.
"You've been drinking again." It wasn't a question as much of a statement. The past few months Dianna had noticed Naya's drinking had increased, as had her late nights and promiscuous activities.
"I'd be here regardless. There's no way I could stay away from you blondie. You're much too...hot..." Naya stated, moving to straddle Dianna.
"Nay stop." But Naya didn't, she only leaned down to claim what she desired, leaving marks along Dianna's collarbone as she bit and sucked at the flesh. "I'm serious Naya...STOP."
Naya looked dejected as she sat up, searching Dianna's face for anger. She didn't find anger though, despite the girl's harsh tone, she found a mixture of anguish and something else she couldn't quite pinpoint. Naya was unsure of what to say, she knew, despite the alcohol, this wasn't exactly the greatest plan. But for too long had she put off telling Dianna how she really felt, instead choosing tonight to show her.
"We can't do this Naya. You haven't been yourself lately; you're drinking every night, you don't open up to me anymore, you're MIA most of the time. Besides, you're seeing that Sean guy, and I have a boyfriend. Daniel doesn't deserve this."
"That's crap and you know it," Naya spat out. "You're scared...you're scared of change, of what people will think, and that's why you're coming up with these excuses. I'm out and drinking all the time to distract myself. I need to do that so for one minute I can not think about you; think about how I want you so bad, and how my heart beats only for you. I think you want me too..."
"You're wrong," Dianna whispered softly. Her heart broke a little inside as she watched Naya unsuccessfully hold back a single tear. Not one for showing weakness or rejection Naya was quick to scurry out of the room, leaving Dianna once again alone in a big, dark, empty room. Her thoughts only seemed to bounce off the walls and echo in her mind when she was alone like this. Dianna interlocked her fingers, her hands resting protectively over her abdomen. For the sake of her impending little family Dianna knew it was best to keep her distance from her best friend for a while. Being around Naya, who invaded her thoughts daily, could only lead to disaster.