Jane changed into more comfortable clothes, opting for sweatpants and a tank top. Sliding onto her bed she grabbed her laptop, running over dead cases and checking baseball statuses.
After a good hour or so Maura finally stood up, making her way into Jane's bedroom. "Jane?"
"Yeah come on in Maura."
One last deep breath and Maura opened the door. Making her way over to the bed, Maura slid up next to Jane on the right where she had slept countless times. Jane stayed silent knowing that the words would come out when Maura was ready.
"I'm not sure where to begin." Maura said quietly. Her eyes were fixed on a wrinkle in her dress and for the first time in her life she wished that she was dressed like Jane, in sweatpants and a ragged top.
"The beginning is always a good place." Jane teased, but reached out forcing Maura's hands to stop pulling at her dress. "You look beautiful stop it."
Maura flushed at Jane's words, looking over at her and smiling. "Do you mind if I change?"
"Go ahead. If you want to barrow something feel free."
Eager to change out of her clothes, Maura walked to Jane's closet. Once before she had chastised Jane for the lack of appropriate clothing she owed, but now Maura welcomed it. Biting her lip she wondered if she should change in the bathroom, but she had changed in front of Jane many times before. Leaving would just make things more awkward.
With a quick glance to Jane Maura bit her lip. "Yes Maura?" Jane asked, a smirk on her lips even as her eyes were closed and she was laying back on the bed.
"Oh umm well… I'm… uhh… stuck."
"Come here." Jane motioned with her hand, sitting up on the bed. She placed her feet on the floor for Maura to step between. Maura faced away from Jane, sweeping her hair off her shoulder. Jane unzipped her dress, silently taking in the curve of Maura's back and the lacey strip of material going across it.
Maura's eyes fluttered closed as Jane's fingers dragged down her spine, reminding herself to breathe.
Jane returned to laying down as Maura changed into the yoga pants Jane's mother had bought her and had never worn, as well as Jane's old baseball jersey. Once comfortable Maura slid back onto the bed with Jane.
"Better?"
"Yes. Thank you." Maura replied simply before going quiet again.
After a few more minutes went by Jane reached over and took Maura's hand with hers. "Maura just tell me. You'll feel better once you do."
"I know…" Maura sighed.
"I'm not going anywhere. You're my l-bif remember?" Jane teased.
Maura laughed remembering, her hand unconsciously squeezing Jane's a little tighter. Another few moments and Maura sat up slowly, looking down at Jane. "Can I show you instead?"
"Show me?" Jane asked, nervous as to what Maura intended, but staying calm for her friend's sake.
"Yes." Maura nodded, waiting for Jane's approval.
"Umm sure. It's not going to hurt is it?" Jane teased, lightening the mood once again.
"No Jane. I could never hurt you." Maura answered honestly, before leaning down over Jane her lips brushing against the brunette's before sitting back up slowly. Her eyes were wide and her body was shaking awaiting Jane's response.
"Maura?" Jane questioned, looking up at her with confusion, but compassion. She wasn't running just yet, nor was she judging. She just had to make sure this was what she thought it was.
"I… I think I'm in love with you Jane."