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She took her time while in the shower, even after her lover got out and began to dry herself off. The heat from the water and the heat from the woman she loved filled her so full that she couldn't imagine not having the blond in her life. This didn't keep her from being nervous though, about the flat, and about her future. Emily let the water run down over her face and down her body as she let out a brief sigh.
Emily wanted to live with Naomi, wanted to be able to spend each night with her in their bed, but part of her wanted to have her own place for a while. The problem was, she didn't want to hurt the blond's feelings by bringing that up. Of course her love could come over whenever she wanted, but she'd never had her own room, and she was a little excited by that fact. She stepped from the shower and her chocolate hues took in the towel covered body of her lover. Her breath caught in her throat and she didn't realize she was holding her breath until Naomi turned around to face her. Emily could feel her face getting hot, and she knew a blush was covering her cheeks. "Nai…" she whispered softly, waiting until the azure orbs locked with hers before daring to continue, "… I… um…" her breath caught again, not letting her continue.
Instantly the blond began to worry and she took two long steps to stand in front of the red head. "Ems… are you ok?" was her heartfelt, and worried, reply.
Emily cleared her throat and broke eye contact, not sure if she would have the courage to bring up her thoughts about the flat. Her whisper was nearly inaudible, "Can I… I mean…" another pause ensued which only made Naomi more worried and she softly reached out her hands to place them softly on the red head's naked hips, trying to urge her lover on. "… live by myself, in the flat I mean."
There, it was out there, in the open. She felt no movement from the hands on her hips, not a tightening, not even feeling them pulling away. By the time she looked up she could see the turmoil written across Naomi's face, and the slight hurt in her eyes as she responded in an equally soft voice, "Sure." The reply was enough to crack Emily's heart. She felt rejected, felt unwanted and unneeded.
"It's not that I don't want you, Naomi. I've just… I've never had my own room before. You'll have a key of course, and you're welcome over anytime." She reached up, dropping her own towel that she had been holding over her chest and it covered down her mid-line, reaching around her mid thighs. Her hands moved up to gently take Naomi's face in her hands. She wanted her love to see that it wasn't against her, didn't have anything to do with her, in fact. Brown and blue melted together for a few minutes before Emily leaned forward, needing the contact between their bodies, and their lips.
The kiss was soft, at first, but it soon grew in intensity when the passion swirling around them began to take over. It wasn't until the two heard the squeaking door open to the women's locker room that they separated and went to putting their clothes back on.
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"Will you still help me pick out furniture, Nai?"
It was a simple request, but Naomi still felt the pain from the blow she didn't see coming. She had simply assumed that they would be moving in together, away from parents and siblings that didn't understand, and in some cases… approve, of their love. The blond just couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that they finally had the chance to be together every night and every day, and Emily hadn't wanted that. "Sure." She replied.
"Naomi, don't be like that. I love you. Pure and simple, but let me live in the flat for a while by myself. It's not a permanent thing, just for a little while."
How could she deny the red head? In honesty, she couldn't. "That's fine."
Emily's arms crossed under her chest and her annoyed look made Naomi laugh slightly. "I understand, you want your space, that's fine… so let's go get some furniture for your new flat, yeah?" Naomi did her best to sound cheerful, but she couldn't get the feeling of rejection out of her head, or her heart.
Emily took the reply at face value and only slightly inclined her head. "Let's get going then." She reached her hand to softly catch Naomi's own and the pair walked from the Fitch gym hand in hand, not noticing the familiar eyes tracking their every movement with a plan in mind to ruin their little happy plan.
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