DISCLAIMER: As much as I'd love to, I do NOT own Wicked. Ah well, a girl can dream. (well, don't dream too far…(; )

Galinda nodded silently, biting her lip, and glanced from their interlocked hands to the earthy brown eyes looking back at her. She couldn't find the words to say – she was "dating" her roommate. The roommate she had once hated, not only a few hours ago. And now? Well, she wasn't sure what to call it, but it wasn't something her parents would be happy to hear in a postcard.

Noting the silence as acceptance that they would have to argue and almost hate each other outside the walls of their lavish private room, Elphaba stood awkwardly, holding Galinda's hands in her own, quietly admiring the way her blonde curls fell around her face. She had no idea what to do next; did she walk away? Did she let go of Galinda's soft hands? Elphaba couldn't make that decision, and she knew that Galinda would know what to do next. Or at least, she hoped she would.

Sensing that the moment had become uncomfortable, Galinda knew that she either had to let go of Elphaba's thin, although warm hands, or make a bold move. But, knowing now that she wasn't alone in how she felt (that, or she had somehow manipulated the girl into having feelings for her), she felt that she could do so without feeling embarrassed. Stroking Elphaba's hand with her thumb gently, she let the other hand go and did something Elphaba had not experienced maybe as often as a child or even adult should; Galinda wrapped an arm around her, hugging her.

Elphaba wasn't sure what to do; this was a new situation for her. As Galinda let go of her hand, she began to panic inwardly. She had no clue what was coming next. Feeling her roommate's free arm snake its way around her, she stood still. What was she supposed to do? In a confused moment, she moved her own arm, and reciprocated the movement awkwardly. She soon realised this was what a hug felt like, having not felt such a display of affection since her poor mother tragically died all those years ago. Elphaba moved away, looking at Galinda, whose face was illuminated by a warm smile. Smiling in return, she turned, walking towards the full-length mirror, looking at her reflection again, and staring at the pink flower in her wavy hair.

"Elphaba?" Galinda stood behind her, too watching their reflection, a hand resting on her shoulder. She felt…warm, as she saw the two of them together in the elegant mirror. Galinda couldn't explain it, but she knew it felt right to her, whatever it was.

"Yes?" Elphaba whispered a reply, still in a haze of confusion and awash with emotion.

"We're…we're alone now. And…I want to show you something." Galinda stepped backwards, her fingertips trailing carefully along Elphaba's bare shoulder.

Elphaba shivered slightly at Galinda's touch, and looked at her through the mirror. She questioned what it could be, but it's not like she had a say in the matter.

Galinda smiled a little, holding out her hand to Elphaba. She hoped she'd take it, and as she did, lead her to the bed, laden with pink cushions of all varieties, and crossed to the dresser.

"You shared your secret…now it's really my turn."