I Just Like To Be Comfy.


Credit for inspiration goes to someone on Tumblr (somewhatgreatexpectations) who wrote a cute one-shot about Ali wearing Emily's coaching jacket, the prompt requested by an anon. I just had to do my own spin! Plus, for reals, we all need some Emison fluff in here. :)


"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."


Emily had looked high and low for her bright blue Sharks sweats, her name inscribed on the upper hip area of the pant's left leg. All she wanted was to be comfy at school today, the insanity of her Rosewood High experience drawing to a close in the coming weeks, and Emily really didn't care if she looked like a jock once in a while as things started to wind down. Emily huffed, checking under her bed for the millionth time and sighing as she stood, her favorite pair of sweats nowhere to be found.

An idea struck her and she went to her phone, texting her girlfriend to see if she left them at her place one day this week, which due to their frequent nocturnal activities of late, was very likely.

"Hey babe, did I leave my sweats in your room?" Emily typed and sent. She stood around for several minutes, frowning when there was no response.

Her girlfriend normally got back to her pretty quickly, but Emily was already running late this morning and decided to grab her tight black running leggings, a fitted sports jacket on top with a white tank underneath. She could at least look runner chique and be comfy, even if it wasn't her go to comfy attire. She sighed, settling for her outfit of the day, and grabbed her backpack and car keys and exited her bedroom to head off to school.

On the other side of town, Alison put the finishing touches on her sloppy bun and black lacey hairband combo, going for sporty yet comfy today, messy but still sexy looking. Her black, tight-fitted, under armor v-neck tank made her torso and boobs look just perfect enough to get away with wearing sweatpants. While she always looked pristine, and she still looked better than half the girls actually making an effort this morning, Alison just wanted to be comfortable today. She had a long night last night, and she'd be damned if she had to walk in heels when her legs were still that sore.

As Alison put the finishing touches on her lashes with her wand, she heard her phone buzz, and saw Emily's name pop up. She smiled and opened the text, her smile widening at being referred to as 'babe' but turning to a frown when she realized her girlfriend was inquiring about the whereabouts of her pants, the ones Alison had taken the privilege of adorning this morning.

She closed the message without responding, knowing if she answered, Emily would pout through the phone and ask her for them, as they were her favorite pants after all. Still, Alison loved these comfy blue sweats too, and she wanted them for herself today. Even though she had to roll them up a bit because of her girlfriends slightly longer legs. She was not going to let Emily's big brown eyes guilt her into returning them. Not today.

Alison checked her face and decided everything was perfect, throwing on some white Tory Burch sandals and grabbing her phone and purse before heading out the door. She was so grateful she got her license after turning 18, and went down to her black Mercedes convertible, a present from her father, to head off to school, making sure to remind Spencer to grab her a latte on the way


Alison pulled up next to the Hastings Highlander and got out as Spencer exited her own vehicle.

"Good morning," Alison said in a singsong fashion, winking at the tall brunette. Spencer just smirked and quirked a brow, surprised to find Alison looking so yoga-casual, but deciding she still looked impeccable.

"I'm surprised to find the immaculate Alison Dilaurentis looking so casual today," Spencer mused as she made her way around the car and giving Alison her latte, her own coffee in her other hand. Alison smirked as she grabbed her purse and locked the car, joining Spencer and beginning their walk to the building.

"Well, as I am the Alison Dilaurentis, I can pull off immaculate and casual at the same time Spencey Spence," Alison returned just as sarcastically, earning a snort from Spencer.

"You and Emily getting it on all the time has not helped your ego in the slightest," Spencer replied, making Ali laugh out loud.

"Yea, I think getting laid has the opposite effect," Alison replied, her hand automatically grazing Emily's name on her hip. Spencer chuckled to herself, nodding in agreement.

"Hey guys!" Ali and Spence heard off to the side, Hanna Marin walking up to join them. Hanna had a smug look on her face, earning a laugh from Spencer and an eye roll from Ali as they both knew where this was headed.

"Nice pants, Alison," Hanna said teasingly, making Ali blush just the slightest bit.

"Oh whatever Hanna," Ali returned, shoving her friend playfully, but accidentally knocking her back into someone.

"Oh, sorry, I-" Paige McCullers stumbled, realizing it was Hanna, with Alison and Spencer in tow.

"Uh, ah, no, it's my bad. Sorry Paige," Hanna replied awkwardly, the girl not having interacted much with her friend's ex since the break up.

Paige's eyes flitted to Alison, who was staring back not too pleasantly, Spencer pretending to be elsewhere. Paige's gaze traveled down as she recognized the bright blue Rosewood Sharks sweats, and her jaw tightened. Her eyes met Alison's again, and a stand off of hate passed between them, Paige departing soon after.

"Well that was awkward," Hanna stated in her usual blunt manner. Alison crossed her arms and popped out a hip, rolling her eyes.

"Whatever, she needs to get over it."

"Um, I think you both need to get over it. Your glare was not so subtle Alison," Spencer replied, looking up as Paige disappeared into the building. Alison scoffed at the remark.

"Please, she needs to get a grip. Emily and I are together, and she needs to move on."

Spencer wanted to argue further, knowing all too well how that relationship ended during the A fiasco, Alison finally being able to come clean and then subsequently, also be honest with Emily about how she felt, leading to a whole lot of heartbreak for Paige McCullers as Emily couldn't lie about how she felt too.

"Aww, you love your Em-Em," Hanna teased good-naturedly, diverting the course of the conversation, no one wanting to think back on Emily's distress when trying to choose, let alone the time it took for Emily and Ali to sort through all of their baggage.

"It's too cute when you get all protective over her."

Alison rolled her eyes again, feeling like she did it too many times in a day, her blush getting worse.

"Well someone has to be protective with her trolling around," Alison replied, referring to Paige.

The truth was that Emily didn't immediately choose Alison after her confession, in fact, it was Paige who gave her the push. Paige could tell something was off with Emily before the girl told her about Alison's admission, and after a while Paige realized Emily was never really hers. She broke it off with Emily, telling her she didn't want to be anybody's second choice, and even if Emily chose to stick with Paige due to her commitment and her love for the girl, Paige knew deep down Emily was settling and was unhappy. She wanted to be chosen because Emily was in love with her, not because Paige was the better partner or because the girl just wouldn't hurt her like Alison had in the past. Emily loved Paige, but was in love with Alison, and it made all the difference.

Spencer shook her head at Alison's comment. While she completely supported their relationship now, Alison's hostility towards Paige was a little much to the taller brunette. Emily very clearly displayed that there was nothing to be jealous over. It just seemed to be one of those traits Ali possessed, and as a friend, Spencer tried to make her understand she had no reason to worry or even think about Paige.

Hanna for her part just shook her head with a knowing smile at her friend, knowing Ali being vulnerable with Emily was a huge difficulty she had to overcome, and she saw clearly that Ali, as confident as she seemed, was still insecure when it came to the business of love and relationships. Her protective streak around Paige was natural, and Hanna got that she was still nervous about everything since the girls had only been together a few months. Her hatred of Paige would fizzle in time.

"Come on guys," Hanna said, going in between her friends and linking their arms gleefully. "Let's start the day off with happy things! Like for example, what did you do last night Alison? Was it an Emison kind of evening?"

Alison rolled her eyes again, but was now at least sporting a smile while shaking her head, Spencer matching with a laugh as Hanna giggled and led them into the building.


Emily was surprised she was the first one there today, wondering if her friends and girlfriend were off doing something without her. She paused at her locker in thought, wondering if she forgot something until Aria practically skipped towards her.

"Hey Em!" the tiny brunette said happily, the bounce in her step finally back after months of being A-free for good. Emily smiled.

"Hey. You know I thought I would be the last one here today. Have you seen the girls?"

"Mmm, no, you're the first one. Why is something up?"

"Well, no, I don't think so."

"But…" Aria drew the word out in a peppy and teasing fashion, making Emily chuckle.

"It's nothing, Ali just didn't respond to me today. I wasn't sure if I forgot we were all doing something or I don't know."

"It's okay Em, I get it. Whenever Ezra doesn't respond or does something a little different, I always wonder what's up."

Emily let out a deep breath through her nose and nodded her head appreciatively, Aria completely getting where she was coming from. She closed her locker and started walking with Aria towards the main lobby where the couches were.

"So, how was your date with Ezra last night? Didn't you have that slam poetry thing?"

"Oh! Yea, it was super cool. Some of the people are just so amazingly talented. I really want to do it one day, but it's a bit nerve wracking."

"Well, I'm sure you'd do great. Plus you have a great teacher to help you," Emily said with a playful smile, Aria smiling and returning a pointed look.

"Anyway, what did you get up to last night? Hanna was upset everyone was busy but her. Caleb's out of town seeing his mom I guess," Aria said as they reached the couches, putting her bag down and sitting, Emily leaving her bag next to Aria's.

"It was nice, Ali and I just spent time at her house. Her dad leaves so much for work, we almost always have the place to ourselves," Emily said, making Aria quirk a suggestive eyebrow. Emily shook her head and chuckled.

"And I'm going to the bathroom before you ask any more questions," she said, taking off with a smile and getting a laugh out of Aria. Aria watched Emily walk towards the stalls, noticing Paige walking towards her, but then averting her path to avoid the girl. Aria breathed out, grateful that conversation didn't happen, just imagining Alison walking in at the wrong moment.

Before she knew it, the very blonde she was thinking of strode towards her, Hanna linking arms with her and dragging Spencer along as well. The group of three walked up giggling and Aria put her phone down.

"What's so funny guys?" Aria asked, smiling.

Spencer unlinked from Hanna and sat next to Aria on the couch, Hanna going to sit on the coffee table in front of them leaving Alison to stand next to the couch's arm sipping her latte.

"Oh nothing, just thinking about Emison," Hanna said, laughing at her own joke as Ali shook her head at her.

"You seriously need to get over using ship names or whatever they're called with all of us Han," Ali said, making Hanna only laugh more.

"Hey, at least yours isn't Ezria," Aria replied. "It just doesn't sound nice."

"Um, as if Spoby is any better? We sound like a bubble tea shop or a soap."

Hanna was crouched over practically crying now, making the other girls start to laugh at her for thinking it was all so funny, Hanna's ship names being created one night over a month ago when they were all drunk at a sleepover.

Alison chuckled at the thought of that night, but was stirred from her memory when long arms encircled her waist and a chin plopped onto her shoulder.

"What's so funny," Emily said quietly, mostly directing her question at Ali while staring at Hanna who was cracking up, making Emily chuckle at the sight. Ali leaned back into Emily who was pressed firmly against her.

"Hanna can't get over how 'brilliant' her ship names are," Alison mused, making Emily shake her head, and pull away from Ali to stand next to her, an arm still firmly around her waist. Ali turned her head and smiled at her girl, leaning in for a chaste kiss.

"Hi," she said, her blue eyes sparkling and moving her coffee to her other hand to reciprocate wrapping an arm around Emily.

"Hi," Emily replied in an equally as loving fashion.

"SEE? This is Emison magic I'm talking about guys," Hanna said, making Aria laugh and Ali roll her eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that day, breaking her gaze to look at Hanna. Emily chuckled, shaking her head.

Just like that, the bell signaled and the girls were pulled out of their laughter. Emily released Alison to grab her bag but returned and took her hand, ready to walk her lover to class on her way to lab.

"We'll see you at lunch," Ali said, tugging Em's hand as they made their way down the hall.

"So that's why you didn't respond to my text this morning," Emily said as Ali took a sip of her latte. She smiled.

"I wanted to wear them today. They're really comfy actually."

"Uh huh, that's the only reason," Emily replied with a teasing smile, making Ali's eyes go wide.

"What does that mean?" she replied laughing, making Emily laugh as well.

"Nothing. I just find it funny you love the Rosewood Sharks swim team sweats… and that this particular pair has my name on them," Emily mused out loud.

As her relationship with Alison progressed over the months, Emily felt more confident and comfortable with her girl to be able to tease her now. One attribute Emily had always loved about Alison was her protective streak, but it wasn't until they became lovers she realized just how protective her girl could get. She occasionally teased Ali about her practically shouting from the rooftops that she belonged to Emily, with the subtle undertone that Emily also belonged to her. Wearing Emily's sweatpants, as comfy as they really were, was also about a little something more too.

Alison smirked amusingly, shaking her head.

"I just like wearing your things sometimes, what's wrong with that?" Ali replied, sipping her coffee again, making Emily smile softly.

Emily also understood, even more so than Hanna, just how insecure Alison was about their relationship. Not insecure that Emily would lie or betray her, but an insecurity founded in worry that she would screw everything up. Alison Dilaurentis didn't do vulnerability, she had always refused to, which was a large factor in why she had never let Emily know the extent of her feelings when they were younger. She couldn't go to that part of herself. She didn't know what she would find. But Ali knew if she didn't change or try to get in touch with herself, at least where Emily was concerned, then she could lose her forever, and that would be more painful than learning to expose how she really felt to the girl.

Emily understood Ali was trying. She would never admit she just wanted to wear something of Emily's, especially if her name was on it. But Emily knew it was just a matter of time before she could say those sorts of things so openly. The simple fact that she was wearing her sweatpants was Ali's subtle way of saying she cared. Baby steps, as they say.

"There's nothing wrong with it, but Ali?" Emily said, bringing them to a stop outside of the blonde's class, Ali looking a little nervous at what she was about to say. Emily just smiled again, leaning in to kiss her, her free hand going to trace her name on Ali's hip.

"Respond to me next time. You can wear whatever you want of mine," she whispered softly as she pulled back, Ali's eyes fluttering back open to look into Emily's intense but reassuring gaze.

"Okay… but I'm holding you to that," she replied, giving Em one more quick peck on the lips and pulling away, winking before entering her class.

Emily watched her leave, appreciating how fantastic Alison's butt looked in those sweats.

"Maybe I'll just let her keep them," Emily mused, continuing her own voyage off to class to start the school day.

FIN


Hellooooo everyone! So I already said where the inspiration came from for this little one-off. Also, I get very burnt out from writing emo/ angsty fics, haha. You guys cry, I cry on the inside, we needed some fluff up in here! I also love exchanging clothes with girlfriends. It's super hot, and probably the best lesbian perk I can think of, if you're into the same fashions I suppose. ;)

Anywho, it felt a little AU after I reread it, I don't really know if the girls would be so chummy with one another months after the A debacle, but let me know what you thought! I'd appreciate the feedback. ~ Until next time!