So, this FF is AU about Delphine being in luv with "just friends" Cosima. Yay! I hope you have fun.

Disclaimer: I don't own shit hahaha.

Career wise I was always ambitious, and extremely driven. I knew I could get wherever I wanted to if I applied myself enough, and frankly, I find scientific research fascinating. The possibilities, everything we have yet to figure out. It used to give me a sense of power and compelled me to do things I'm not necessarily proud of, even though I don't regret them. However, nowadays I find myself, as I like to say, committed to my subject, Cosima Niehaus. I've monitored other clones before, I even got used to finding ways to approach them, to keep them interested, but there's something else about this one. It's so strange and obvious at the same time, I mean, I've seen that face a hundred millions times but somehow she's different. The other clones I worked with, of better off, I worked on, all seem to blend in my mind, but not her. It's as if I memorized every word we exchanged, every time we touched, for whatever reason.

In order to approach her I pretended to go to her school "forgot" not so subtly my report card on a table right next to hers and left. If only I knew where I'd be after just a couple of months I think I would've refused all this. Argh, who am I kidding? Anyway, I succeeded and now we are good friends, although I feel like she sees right through this DYAD charade of ours.

Everything was going according to plan, and suddenly I started to get jealous of other people around her. You see, she has this amazing magnetic personality; pretty much no one can miss her presence. I thought nothing of it at first, but boy, did it escalated quickly. You see, she has the worst taste in lovers I've ever seen… men, women, non binary. She always picks the worst ones and I'm the one watching and comforting her afterwards, which is really not the position I imagined myself awhile back, given that I didn't know I was into girls back then. And honestly maybe I'm not into girls in general, maybe I'm just Cosimasexual or something… and if that wasn't the most ridiculous and whipped thing you ever heard I can't quite conceive what is. How did I end up on some distorted lesbian dilemma, with the all so famous cliché "I fell in love with my best friend and she doesn't want me" so mesmerizing quickly? Too late to wonder now, I guess.

I was handling things pretty well up until now, trying to be supportive and give subtle hints to try to make her see me as something more. (Ok, maybe I just drooled stared at her when she wasn't looking, or let my hand linger a bit too long on her shoulder. All right, I admit it I did nothing… but what was I supposed to do? I'm used to being the approached not the "approchee"). Either way, I'm pretty sure that I blew it all out tonight.

We were at this pretty hip club she was invited to, she was wearing this really tight-in-all-right-places black dress, and her dreads were all wild and free and inviting. We drank a few shots and started dancing together, and due to all that liquid courage, I started getting risky, pulling her towards me and dancing quite suggestively. I've never felt more alive. She whispers to me "I'll be right back" and leaves. I assumed she was just grabbing a drink or maybe going to the bathroom or whatever. She takes quite a while and I decide to go looking for her, only to find her flirting with some woman by the bar. Was that really it? I interrupt (again, I was drunk):

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Delphiine! I was getting to know this wonderful being called…"

"Abby…" Another woman says.

Abby was slightly taller than me, shoulder length brown hair and blue eyes, a pretty decent sense of style and apparently some kind of disability that rendered her incapable of taking her eyes off of Cosima's cleavage.

"Yeah, Abby! I totally knew that! Del, you wouldn't believe, Abby over here is an aspiring actress!"

"Wow, how promising" I deadpanned. I have a freaking PhD for God's sake.

Abby deems appropriate to basically lick Cosima's neck side and whispers something in her ear. Cosima giggles.

I get more aggressive than expected and push them apart, looking straight into the girl's eyes. "Excuse-me, we are having a conversation. Do you mind?" I say to the "actress to be who is most likely just a waiter somewhere".

"Gee, someone needs to get laid. I'm gonna grab my jacket. I'll come back Cosima, so I can show you what I was talking about." She winks and leaves.

"What a fucking asshole…" I say, a bit louder than originally planned.

"Hum…. Ok…. Anyways, I was just looking for you…" She continues.

"Didin't seem like it, since I was waiting at the same spot you left me 20 minutes ago" Huh-huh Bitchie Frenchie just arrived.

"Why are you being like this?" She gazes at me with a frown on her face. "Your'e being mean for no reason. Take a chill pill woman." I smile escapes my lips. How does she do that? "So, as I was saying, as you can see I found myself a really hot chick who wants to take me home with her. Are you ok by yourself here?"

"Yeah sure. I'll just go home and wait for your call tomorrow, or the day after, crying and complaining you'll never find love." Did I say it? Did I actually say it?

Abby returns as we settle into an uncomfortable silence. Cosima seems surprised and perhaps a bit hurt.

"What?"

"Forget about it." I turn to leave, but I can hear them talking.

"What the fuck was that?" Cosima says.

"Blondie over there has a huge lady boner for you." Yes, a complete stranger can see it but Cos doesn't. "So, are we leaving or what?"

"Sure. Let's go."

And that was basically it. Now I just got home and I'll most likely cry myself to sleep.