A/N alright guys, after a weekend of super hours at work, I am back with another update. I hope you guys like what I did with splitting it half way between Naomi's perspective and half way between Emily's. I felt like it would be more complete that way and would fully elaborate on their interactions.
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Disclaimer: I do not own skins, though I'm oddly obsessed with it's characters.
Emily started going on about some giant girl apparently called Mandy who wouldn't leave her alone after spotting her getting coffee at the shop right outside Naomi's residence hall. Naomi wandered over to her bed, sitting on the side opposite to Emily as she explained her morning. Her mind was reeling. What does this mean? Emily likes girls. That doesn't necessarily mean she likes Naomi. No, definitely not. That doesn't even matter though, because Naomi doesn't like Emily. There may be some minute feelings of infatuation, but that can be explained by Naomi's obvious lack of love life. It has been a while after all. Emily was still talking, seemingly oblivious to Naomi's internal conflict warring in her mind. Naomi looked into those eyes and all of her thoughts subsided. They hypnotized her almost. The way they lite up when she is excited and show every single emotion she felt. Emily must've said something amusing, because she suddenly burst out with laughter. She threw her head back and Naomi couldn't help but admire her neck, the way her tiny button nose scrunched and the way the light hit her collarbones. Great, Naomi thought, now I'm just outwardly perving. A shiny object in Emily's mouth snapped her back to reality though.
"Have you got your tongue pierced Ems?" Naomi questioned, slightly blushing at the nickname that slipped.
Emily stopped laughing and with a suggestive smirk replied, "Yes, I have. Interested in its uses Naoms?"
"No," Naomi blushed furiously, "um I just hadn't noticed, I was just commenting." She realized she was rambling and being a complete twat but she couldn't stop.
"I've had it out this week, so that's why you didn't notice," Emily responded.
"Oh, okay. . So." Naomi started to feel an awkward tension as Emily realized how embarrassed her flirty quip mad Naomi. "Wanna play battleship?"
"What? Seriously?" Emily responded, confused at the random suggestion. Naomi couldn't help but notice again how adorable the small redhead's facial expressions were.
"Well I just figured since you're here, and we've nothing to occupy ourselves with, we might as well. I know it's nerdy, but I love board games. So, Miss Fitch, do you accept my challenge?" Emily's face erupted with a smile that caused a fire to start in Naomi's heart. She felt a smile just as big settle in on her own face.
"Of course I do. But I must warn you, Fitches don't lose." Emily teased, sticking out her tongue. Naomi's smile slipped for a second as she imagined the benefits of the metal stud in Emily's mouth, but quickly stood up to stop herself from getting lost in thoughts of Emily again.
She retrieved the game out from under her bed and they started playing, feeling like children again. They eased into the afternoon with playful banter. Naomi was so lost in Emily that she forgot to worry about what she was supposed to be doing, or not doing. She didn't think about the walls of ice that were slowly melting around her heart. For once, she wasn't worried about letting someone in. Emily came charging into her heart with no traces of fear or backing down. Naomi stopped protesting and over-analyzing these feelings and just let them be for the mean time. They had eventually worked their way through the bulk of the games under Naomi's bed and as the sun went down they found themselves aimlessly talking and drinking vodka, while laying head to toe on the floor. Neither of them were oblivious to the heat emanating from the spot where their arms touched lightly. Naomi rolled over to escape from the overwhelming emotions that touching Emily seemed to inspire.
"So, Ems, what's up with the other Fitch twin? Why does she seem to be so, well, let's just say, opposite to you?" Naomi inquired.
Emily sighed and mulled the question over for a second before she began to talk. She bit her lip in concentration and Naomi smirked to herself as she decided she would be sure to ask more questions that cause Emily to act as such. "Well, Katie has always put up a front. She is my mother's favorite, and is 6 minutes older than I am. She used to think that entitles her to be the lead twin, and up until the second year of college I had always let her overshadow me and boss me around relentlessly. I know that she was actually always scared. She had these ideals that she let run her life. She needed the perfect man, the perfect clothes, the perfect friends, and the perfect life. Cycling through countless boys, she slept her way through her teenage years. She acted like a bitch so that she could never get hurt. When she found out I was gay all hell broke loose. She couldn't stand the fact that I was different from her, that I was branching out and making my own friends that I was comfortable with. Eventually she came around though, and she started to grow up. She has her moments, such as the day she first met you. But ever since we started hanging out with Effy and the gang during the second year at college, she seemed to change. She has become less bitchy, less obnoxious. The old insecurities have slipped away. Her friendship with Effy in particular has seemed to calm her down and make her realize the consequences of her actions. I swear if she weren't so completely obsessed with cock I would suspect something between the two." She giggled at the last comment, and Naomi followed suit.
After a moment Naomi spoke, "It's crazy," She sighed, gazing at the petite figure in front of her that contained a ball of raw emotion behind her deep, brown eyes.
"What is?" Emily asked.
"How much emotion you have. The whole time you were talking about Katie your face would go from saddened to disappointed to amused and finally to proud. The whole time though, it was as if you were bursting with love for your twin. I can feel the connection you have, even through your strained past. Your eyes especially, that's the real wonder. It's enchanting. They are so filled with kindness and honesty it makes me just want to grab you and hug you." Naomi stopped abruptly, shocked at what she had admitted. She blushed furiously, took a large swig of vodka and tugged at the hem of her shirt. "I think I've had too much to drink . . ."
"I wouldn't mind it, you know. If we like, hugged or something." Emily said, her confidence suddenly draining and a bashful look taking its place.
"Thanks but uhm, wow, its late. We should probably call it a night." Naomi started to stand, but a warm hand on her wrist stop her.
"Well, seeing as I came here escaping a stalker, I should probably, you know, spend the night. I mean, she could be waiting for me outside. It's probably for the best. For my safety and all." Emily mused. Naomi could tell she was pulling at straws for reasons to stay, but the corners of her mouth twitched upwards as she realized Emily was lightening the mood, and staying so that they didn't have to deal with unresolved tension the next time they hung out.
"Well, it would be rather tragic if you were to be captured by her. I guess I can let you stay here for the night. It is rather inconvenient though I must say" Naomi faux-begrudgingly replied. But I am seriously about the late part; we should probably get to bed. We have class in the morning."
"So eager to get me into bed Campbell, I would've taken you for more of a lady," Emily giggled.
"Oh you know me, always seducing those in need. It's a miracle you haven't cracked yet!" Naomi reciprocated. They fell again into their familiar banter. Naomi kept it light though, and made sure to mentally control herself. She couldn't afford another slip up.
Eventually they changed, Naomi lent Emily a shirt to sleep in and they lay in bed, being very cautious to not touch each other. Naomi was the first to fall asleep, and Emily rolled over to face Naomi's back. She heard the steady breaths and assured herself Naomi was actually asleep before slowly reaching out to touch the blonde's hair. It was every bit as soft as she imagined it. Naomi let out a small sigh, and Emily retracted her hand immediately. What are you doing? She chastised herself. She isn't ready. Stop being creepy and go to bed. She couldn't listen to her own advice though. She felt as if there were magnets that drew them together. She felt herself move slightly closer to Naomi, so close that she could inhale the delicate scent of lavender. I could get lost in this scent. She committed it to memory, and thought about her surprising day. It started out extremely irksome. A random girl from a club the previous night had spotted her and was ceaseless in her claims that they were "together" now. The girl started to get angry and loud, making a scene and refusing to leave Emily alone. Suddenly Emily remembered Naomi's dorm was right near her, and bolted before the giant had a chance to protest. She literally ran into the building, finding Naomi's room and hoping she would be there. As she jogged down the hall though, she felt a new sensation. It was a nervous excitement that was completely separate from escaping Mandy. She was looking forward to seeing Naomi. She hadn't realized how much she missed her. It had only been 24 after all, but she wanted to be near her. She felt as if she almost needed to be near her. It was enough to make her hesitate before knocking, but being the brave soul Emily was, she knocked. She wasn't going to capitulate to fear of rejection just because Naomi claimed to be straight. If this week was anything to go by, she had caught the times when Naomi let her guard down, showing a bit of raw emotion. Want, lust, desire, longing and something more that Emily couldn't pin down.
Her worries fled her mind as the door opened and she was greeted by the enthusiastic blonde. It was the smile that reassured her though. It was only there for a moment, but she saw it. Being friends with Effy must be paying off, because she was starting to catch all the subtleties in Naomi's facial expressions and body language. She started prattling on about why she was there as she saw those blue eyes seem to portray an internal conflict, deciding not to push Naomi before she was ready to talk. She knew that any hesitation would hinder her chances of creeping into the blonde's heart, and she wanted to give her time to adjust to the new knowledge of Emily's sexuality. Naomi was so obviously lost in her own thoughts, so Emily took this as a chance to admire the beauty that sit opposite to her. Her hair was a bit past shoulder length, and blonde. It was slightly wavy so that it shined on the curves when the light hit it. Her eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and it made her look absolutely adorable. Soft, pink lips were tugged at by her perfect teeth, causing Emily to feel a fiery tingle in between her legs. The creamy white skin of her neck and slightly exposed chest made Emily want to close the gap between them and shower her flesh with kisses, breathing in her perfect smell. As Emily's eyes drew upwards they were met with stunning blue ones, and she saw sometime flash beneath the surface of them. Naomi was leaning forward, although Emily wasn't sure if she realized this herself. There was a hunger in her eyes as Naomi's pupils slowly dilated. And then it disappeared with a flash. It was so sudden it caused Emily to burst with laughter. She couldn't believe how oblivious Naomi was to her own feelings.
When Naomi commented on her piercing, she decided this was the day she would start to push. She jokingly flirted with her, and Naomi's blush was all the reward she needed. She wasn't surprised by Naomi's immediate topic change, but she was however surprised by the suggested activity. Board games of all things, was not what she wanted to be doing with Naomi. She wanted to be doing things to Naomi. But it was an unexpected delight to act like children and spend the day frivolously playing games. She had many chances to flirt and jest, and study Naomi's face as she planned out her moves. She was so clever it really wasn't fair to play any game against her. Naomi lost all of them, except the ones that involved luck. When they exhausted themselves of games, Emily casually suggested they open a bottle of vodka. Naomi agreed hesitantly, but as soon as a small buzz had captured them both they began to talk about their pasts, childhoods, and family. She learned of Naomi's crazy activist mother Gina who had ideals very similar to Naomi's even if she wouldn't admit it. Gina seemed less afraid of connection though, whereas Naomi was clearly petrified by letting anyone in. Emily seemed to be faring well enough though. Naomi seemed to be melting with every sentence, as if Emily's honest emotional attitude was contagious.
And then Naomi asked about her sister. She explained the situation, leaving out the more personal details that she thought weren't hers to tell. Like how Katie could not have kids, due to early menopause. How she found out and lost herself, but them Effy seemed to come and pick up the pieces. She jokingly hinted at something more than friendship to Naomi, but she really did see an ember between the two girls, just waiting for some fuel to turn it into a flame. When she was done, Naomi said something so wonderful she almost thought she had imagined it. She was stunned for a second, wondering how she should react. The way she responded would be crucial. She didn't want to scare her off, but she also felt like this was the perfect moment to make her feelings known. The bashful blonde tried to blame the comment on the vodka, but Emily was having no part of that. She put herself out there, and let Naomi know the feelings were mutual. Naomi immediately started to run. She stood up, and tried to get Emily to leave before anything happened. But Emily was brave, and wasn't going to let Naomi ignore this and let it turn to tension, possibly ruining their friendship. She knew if she walked out that door, Naomi would cut herself off completely. She reached out to grab that soft wrist, and made a light comment about how it might be safer for her to stay here. It was proper shit, but she knew that Naomi's sarcastic joking nature would be eased by this type of conversation. In a way though, she was letting Naomi know that she would wait for her. She wasn't going to run.
They lay in bed chatting for a while. Naomi seemed cautious and distant. She was letting Emily in still, but was restricting her own emotions and controlling her words. She was very stiff, trying not to let any part of her touch Emily as if they might spontaneously explode upon impact. Emily thought they might though, explode, that is. There was an obvious, palpable sexual tension building as they lay together in the bed, only inches separating their skin.
So now she lay here. Staring at the blond hair splayed out on the pillow in front of her. She wanted to explore the soft skin that tantalized her. She imagined the sweet taste of Naomi's flesh and started to feel a familiar ache spread beneath her waist.
Suddenly her phone rang, scaring the living shit out of her and causing her to stop mentally undressing Naomi and putting them in less than friendly positions. She rolled over and grabbed it off the floor. It was a text from Effy reading: "I kept Katie from worrying where you'd disappeared to and calling you today. Expect to be given the third degree tomorrow though. Have fun ;)" What the hell was that supposed to mean? She chuckled lightly as she figured Effy probably knew exactly where she was, and why she was there. She had a way of knowing all of your motives and secrets, just by looking at you. What made her chuckle even more though was the thought of the scarce for words Effy Stonem having to calm Katie down. She knew the temper that harbored underneath the skin of her twin. They didn't call her Katie Fucking Fitch for nothing. Emily completely blew off their plans today, and Katie was not one to be ignored. She was very surprised that Effy had kept her from calling at all today. A smirk played on her lips as she mused at the possible distractions Effy could have imposed on her sister, but they were unlikely. Katie was like Naomi, but with different reasons. Naomi was afraid to let people in, in fear of being hurt and crushed; therefore she refused to let herself be vulnerable. Katie however, was still clinging to her ideals of perfection just enough that she wouldn't let herself feel for a girl. She wouldn't accept the fact that after all this time of being the "hotter twin" and the "lead twin"; she was going to end up following Emily. Nevertheless, they both were fighting what no one knew to be a losing battle. In the end, their feelings were bound to overwhelm them, and overtake them.
Emily slowly slipped into unconsciousness as her mind grew weary of thought. She felt an arm snake itself round her stomach and Naomi's face nuzzle into the back of her neck, spooning her. She knew Naomi was asleep, and not consciously deciding to cuddle, but she still fell asleep with a smile on her face and a lightness in her heart.
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Oh and I hope you all liked the little bit of Keffy slipped in here. I couldn't help myself.