It had been almost 3 days now since she had met Root, they hadn't crossed paths again until today.
Shaw was sitting in her first class, coffee in hand as she noticed someone was heading for her row of seats, no this wasn't possible no one ever dared to sit near her, just the way she liked it.
But as she looked over, she saw a tired Root, hair in a messy bun, tight blue jeans and a black hoody probably hastily thrown on so she could make it on time.
"What are you doing?" Shaw asked serious, as Root actually dared to sit down next to her.
But she just got a grunt in respond, as Root rummaged around in her bag, pulling out a can of coffee and poured it into a cup.
"T's to early Sameen!" Root mumbled back, nursing her cup of coffee.
Shaw's head snapped back to Root, had she just literally used her name? Shaw was sure she had never told Root this name.
"How do you know that name?" Shaw hissed back.
"Its so early, try later!" Root slurred back, barely able to keep her eyes open.
Shaw would have thought it was cute if she hadn't been to distracted.
Shaw still stared at her, but Root seemed to be in her own realm again, as she propped her head up on her hand, forcing her eyes to stay open.
Shaw noticed the bags under the brunettes eyes, and wondered only for a split second what had made Root stay up and for how long she hadn't gotten to sleep.
Noticing only now that the class had already begun, Sameen forced her focus to the front again.
After a long moment she could hear breathing next to her getting heavier, and it that moment, as her eyes drifted to Root, the brunettes hand stopped supporting her head as it crashed down, landing with a loud thud on the desk in front of her, before snapping up confused.
Shaw couldn't hold her laughter, as she snorted loudly at Roots confused and now also pained stricken face, while every head had turned towards them.
Root started to rub her face, frowning now she held her hand up, apologizing for the interruption.
Shaw was still laughing next to her not able to pull herself together gaining more than one angry glare from the teacher.
Root rummaged in her bag again, pulling out a energy can, and pouring herself another coffee.
"Root what are you doing?" she asked amused.
"Dying apparently" Root mumbled back, opening the can and drinking a huge gulp of the energy drink followed by another gulp of coffee.
"The more the merrier!" she added as if her first statement hadn't answered Shaws question.
Apparently the dysrhythmia Root had given herself didn't help her to stay awake at all, as her head was lying on top of her desk, contently breathing in and out.
This was way to distracting, with all her might Shaw had tried to focus on class, but with a hot woman next to you, breathing very loudly, this turned out to be one hard task. Shaw was torn between paying attention to class and watching this annoyingly attractive woman sleeping.
After the class was over, Root was still sleeping, and didn't seem to willing too wake up any time soon.
It had taken Sameen full 5 minutes to debate whether she should wake Root or just leave her, for the next class to wake up to.
Deciding that she owed Root one, she pushed her shoulder roughly, but to no avail.
"ROOT?" Shaw tried again, but the woman didn't stir, after another debate she though about pouring some water over her head, and as she was opening her water bottle, Root stirred back into
consciousness.
If Shaw was being honest she was slightly upset about that, but closed her bottle again.
"Class over Root." Shaw said surprisingly soft.
Root looked back up at her confused, and for some reason this stupid annoyingly attractive woman made Shaw feel things she didn't want to feel, nor ever felt. This was just to weird, and even though Shaw would never admit it, but it scared her. Why was this woman different to her then anyone else?
"Ugh, Shaw what class am I in right now?" Root mumbled, looking around like a lost puppy.
For some reason Shaw had so smile at this, before putting Roots stuff in her bag and pulling her up.
"Lets get you back to bed." Shaw stated, leading Root out of the classroom.
"Are you gonna tuck me in?" Root smirked, snacking one arm around Shaws.
Shaw wanted to shake her off, to push her away, put settled on an eye roll, pulling Root a bit more forcefully towards her dorm.
They entered Roots dorm room, Shaw entangled her arm from Roots right away, pushing her blanket back gesturing the brunette to get in.
"Why so eager Sameen? No foreplay?" Root purred, stripping out of her jeans.
Shaw rolled her eyes, trying to look anywhere but Roots very long and very pale legs.
Root climbed into bed, pulling her blankets up and looking back at Shaw with an raised eyebrow.
"What no goodnight kiss?" Root pouted.
Shaw shook her head annoyed, slamming the door shut.
Music was blasting through the speakers, as Sameen grabbed herself another beer and made her way through the crowd of people, letting herself drop down on the end of the couch.
She had made up her mind, she would go home with someone else tonight. Since meeting that annoying woman named Root, she felt that irresistible itch between her legs that needed to be put to sleep. It had gotten a problem every time she sat down to do work, and her mind drifted to that brunette and she couldn't keep her hands from traveling.
But despite all the people around her, no one seemed to catch her eye, thats when she caught herself looking for something specific, tall, brunette, dark brown eyes, dopy smirk… .
With a groan she sat up again, Whats wrong with you? She asked herself, before putting on her best imitation of a smile and walking over to the guy that had showed interest in her the second she had entered the house.
"You're Shaw right?" he asked with a slur in his voice.
"Thats right" she answered, pouring herself a shot, if she was going to do this, there was no way she going to do it sober.
They had almost made it back to his dorm, when he leaned in a again trying to kiss her for the hundredths time this night.
"Come on, just a little kissing."
He leaned in again, pressing his strong body into Sameen, who was trapped between him and the building wall now, turning her face away from him, pushing him back.
"When I asked if you wanna get out of here, I meant sex, not kissing or this cuddling shit." Shaw growled.
Why do they always want to kiss? Shaw just needed them to scratch an itch, not for emotional care, nor some idiot who shoves their tongue down her throat.
He looked at her irritated, Shaw knew this look only to well, once it had enraged her when people looked at her that way, but she just had gotten to used to it by now.
When he tried yet again, she got angry, she pushed him back.
But when he stumbled back this time, he fell to his knees, puking holding his stomach, not able to hold his drinks.
That had wrapped up Shaws night, annoyed she rolled her eyes, stumbling away from him, deciding that she should just go home and finish it herself.
After aimlessly walking around for at least 20 minutes in the cold night air, Shaw gave up, letting herself slide down against a white fence. How had she lost focus of her surroundings, blaming it on the alcohol, she tried to find something that maybe indicated to her were she was, but her body was to focused on shivering and keeping warm then on anything else.
Her eyelids started to become heavier, resting her head against the fence, maybe she could just rest her eyes for a moment. But there was a muffled clinking of heels, that kept her awake. The sound moved closer, until it stopped right next to her.
"Sameen?" a womans voice tickled her ears.
Shaw looked up, catching worried brown eyes looking back at her.
"Hmm?" Shaw asked.
"Sweety, you shouldn't be sitting out here!"
There was a small smile forming on Shaws lips, as her brain came to the realization that it was Root.
She had leaned down, sneaking an arm around her, trying to pull Shaw to a stand.
Shaw had let her, desperately holding onto Roots jacket, she slipped and pulled them both down to the floor again.
Root moaned as she hit her head on the ground next to Shaws. Root was now lying on top of Shaw, who still held onto her restricting her from getting up.
Root pushed herself up enough, and found herself face to face with Shaw., who's dazed eyes lingered on red lips.
Shaw could feel a shudder go through her body, and her mind screamed at her to close the distance. Root squirmed on top of her, freeing herself from Shaws grasp.
"You know as much as I enjoy this we need to go!" Root purred in her ear, before pulling her up and snaking an arm around Shaw to steady her. Root led them hastily down the street stopping for no apparent reason once or twice. Root was looking around before rounding corners which struck Shaw as a bit odd.
Shaw only now noticed that Root was carrying a suitcase and wondered why she hadn't noticed this before. But before her thoughts could linger she felt her body being slammed into a prick wall, crushed by Roots own body pressing into her. It had knocked the breath out of her lungs and when she looked up she saw that Root was focusing on something on the street, and as she followed Roots eyesight, she could see a police car, just rounding the corner, driving out of side.
Root released a breath she didn't know she had held, and focused back on Shaw.
Knowingly she smirked before saying; "Just making sure!"
The sudden whisper in her ear made the drunk woman jump slightly, but Shaw couldn't breath, she could barely form a coherent thought this close to this intoxicating woman. Its just the alcohol she told herself.
Knowing full well that Root had caught on to her momentary stupor, another mischievous smirk appeared on the brunettes face.
"Whats a girl like you doing out here all by herself?" Roots voice turned husky and seductive, warm breath tickling her cheek. Root pulled herself even tighter against Shaws chest now, that they were out of harms way.
Shaws head was spinning at the light-speed things were moving. Finally gaining back some control a frown crept back up her face.
But that didn't keep Root from bringing her arms lazily around her neck, latching behind her and keeping a suggestive distance.
Realizing that she was staring at red lips again, guessing that Root had probably taken that as an invitation her mind went into overdrive, she needed space. She pushed Root away from her, stumbling slightly in the process.
Finally able to compose herself, she looked back at Root who had a shit-eating grin on her face.
Root was enjoying herself way to much, if Shaw wouldn't be so drunk she would wash that grin off of Roots face.
It had turned out that Shaws dorm actually had not been that far away, but she was sure that if it hadn't been for Root she would have never found her way back, not that she would ever tell the other woman that though.
Root had her arm around Shaws waist again, steadying her, the drunk woman had looked through every pocket, but came to the conclusion that she must have lost her keys, only to Roots delight.
"Why Sameen, you could have just aske…."
"Root I will murder you if you finish this sentence." Shaw interrupted gruffly.
Root chuckled, before leading them back to her room.
Entering, the room was empty no roommate insight, Shaw sat down on Roots bed, teeth shattering and shivering, taking off her jacket.
Root handed Shaw a big sweater, telling her to take her bed. Sam nodded thankfully and pushed her shoes off, before climbing under Roots covers, still shivering.
"You know we can share body heat, ill just warm you right up." Root suggested smirking, biting her lower lip.
"Root?"
"Sameen?"
"Shut up!"