A/N This one took a little longer than usual... Sorry. It's also not as wonderful as I had intended... But it's here, and hopefully I'll get a couple more in before the end of the weekend (I have a four day one.) Read and enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own House, or Coke, which I mention a couple times..., or Kool Aid.
Remy looked to the door from her staring contest with the vending machine when she heard the tinkle of a bell. It was her second day on the job at the laundromat she had brought up working at to Allison the week before, and she was happy to see her girlfriend walking in the door from the drizzling outside.
"Hey." The blonde called shaking out her damp hair.
"Hey there beautiful." Remy replied. Drawing circles on the counter in front of her. "You know I don't get off for another half hour?" She asked glancing to the clock then back to Allison who had gotten a bit closer.
"Yeah." Allison leaned against the counter. "Who just comes to the laundromat at six thirty?" She asked looking around the empty room. Before back to the brunette with her mouth popped to one side.
"No one. I have proof. Yesterday and today." Remy fidgeted in her plastic chair. "Do you want a Coke?" She looked to the vending machine that she had thinking about getting her own drink from for awhile.
"Sure... Is it okay that I'm here. I'm not like, loitering or anything?" Allison looked around the room again.
"Yeah. It's not like anyone's here to tell you not to loiter... Unless you count me." Remy stopped halfway to the vending machine and looked down at her uniformed body. "But I don't think I could ever tell you to leave." She gave Allison a smile before continuing her journey.
"You know I disagree with the man in uniform is sexy thing... I think it should be a girl in uniform." Allison commented, while passing her eyes up and down her girlfriend. In her usual jeans and open gray work shirt.., showing her white tank top beneath.
"Mm, so you think I look sexy wearing this?" Remy looked down at herself again. Handing the cold Coke to Allison.
"You look sexy all the time." Allison commented.
"Really. I find that hard to believe." Remy turned her teal eyes on the blonde with her eyebrows raised.
"Remy do you even know how..., attractive you are?" Allison popped open the Coke with a hiss of carbonation. Mumbling a small drawn out ssshit sipping the foam off of the top, and peering at her over the edge of the can.
"I'm not..., that good looking." She paused, and again looked down at her thin body in the not very form-fitting uniform, and snug tank top. She frowned, mouth open slightly. "Am I?"
"Well when you take your face into consideration. With that body of yours." Allison touched her on the cheek, drawing a small circle on one of her perfect cheek bones.
"Really?" Remy seemed genuinely surprised.
"Yeah, you're.. Gorgeous." Remy's surprise turned to shock.
"Gorgeous...?" She trailed off looking a bit confused.
"Yeah." Allison's finger kept trailing in slow circles on her cheek. She brushed a lock of brown hair out of her 'gorgeous' face.
"I mean people have told me that I'm... Hot but..."
"You're so much more than hot..." She leaned forward and placed a kiss on the brunette's forehead. She watched confliction flicker across her girlfriend's face. She thought that Remy was so oblivious to her shockingly good looks was really adorable.
"Do you know how beautiful you are?" Remy perked up.
"I.." Allison attempted to reply, caught off guard.
"And you're so cute." Remy leaned forward to place a light kiss on Allison's lips. Surprised when she was unable to pull away because of the hands on her shirt.
"You said there was no one here to stop me from loitering?" Allison asked barely far enough from Remy's lips to form words with her own. She got a small curt nod in response.
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"You know there's a rumor going around about you?" Allison barely restrained a groan at the accent coated voice that was traveling to her from the other side of her locker.
"I really hated how you gossiped." The blonde stated looking around her locker door to her ex-boyfriend.
"I don't gossip." He sneered. "But I'm serious people are saying stuff about you." The Aussie turned back to her dead serious.
"Like what?" Allison asked, giving him a roll of the eye and a rather bored face.
"That you're going out with that Thirteen girl." He replied his sneer deepening. Allison just rolled her eyes again. "You're not are you?" He asked disgust and disbelief in his tone.
"Why do you care?" She asked anger flashing in her own tone as she slammed her locker door.
"Because you're straight..." Robert replied throwing his hands up in surrender.
"Obviously she's not." Thirteen leaned against the locker behind the arguing blondes. Seeming to have appeared out of nowhere. Resting her hand on her girlfriend's hip from behind. Feeling Allison instantly sink into her. Chase's nostrils flared in surprised disgust.
"Allison what- What the hell?" He took a step back from the couple.
"Go. Just go." Allison shooed him away. "I really don't want to... Be around you."
"Allison I'm sorry. I just-" He stopped when he caught Thirteen's steely green glare. "Happy Birthday." He threw over his shoulder as he walked away.
"I hate him." Allison told her locker.
"What happened with you two?" Remy tried to beat down her flare of protectiveness, and..., jealousy. To comfort her girlfriend.
"It's a long story." Allison replied, again to her locker. "My mom's making me dinner tonight, and I kind of want you to come..., and so does my mom." She looked up from the metal before her, to her girlfriend.
"Your mom's cooking?" The brunette asked. Her eyes widening excitedly.
"Yes." Allison chuckled.
"Then House is having this party thing at our house, and you're going." Remy responded. Ticking her girlfriend on the belly.
"And my mom says I can stay the night." Allison responded still chuckling. A hand going to her stomach.
"Stay the night?" She asked. The brunette's eyes lit up excitedly.
"Yes. Now let's go." Allison turned and started walking away.
"Mm, I like when you tell me what to do." Remy hummed against her girlfriend's ear as they walked through the almost empty hall.
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"I liked House's present." Remy said to her girlfriend who was leaning against her bed frame. Wearing one of those cute little cone party hats, with the annoying chin strap tucked under her hair like a headband.
"Really? You like guys buying me lingerie?" Allison asked with that little half smirk the gentle swing that had started in her hips slowing.
"No." The brunette responded a dead seriousness creeping into her previously lighthearted tone. "But I do like lingerie. On you." She crawled to the end of her bed that Allison was leaning against, and brushed a light kiss to her lips.
"I don't think I can wear it..." Allison replied the pink flush in her cheeks, that Remy knew was from the alcohol that House had put in their Kool Aid, that Allison was still unaware of, deepening with embarrassment.
"Why?" Remy grumbled, her hand sliding down the line of the strap of Allison's bra which she could feel through her thin v-neck tee shirt.
"Because House bought it." She replied. Stepping into the hand as it turned around from her back to her front, and down under the slow curve of a breast.
"Yeah... That could be a problem." Remy sat back on her feet with a quizzical look on her face. "I got you a present." She said after a moment of silence between them.
"You did?" Allison asked surprise creeping into her tone.
"Yeah." Remy giggled her own side effect of the small amount of alcohol she had consumed.
"And you made me cupcakes?" The blonde leaned forward and placed a light kiss on Remy's lips. Stumbling and falling over the low frame of the bed. Giggling against the brunette's lips.
"Yes." Remy shuffled backward causing Allison to fall the rest of the way onto the bed. Crawling almost into her girlfriend's lap. She leaned forward and placed another light kiss on her lips. Remy crawled further backward, back brushing the backboard of the bed.
"I'm getting the feeling you don't want to kiss me?" Allison pushed herself up onto her knees. An eyebrow raised, and a that half smirk in place.
"No. You're under the effects of alcohol, and I want to give you a present." Remy countered, giving the rather tipsy blonde a box she had produced from in the drawer of her nightstand.
"I'm what?" Allison perked up, fingers playing with the pink bow on top of her neatly wrapped little box.
"House spiked the Kool Aid. You drank quite a bit." Remy replied, urging the fingers playing at the bow on the top of the box to open it. Allison gave her head a little shake, as if to clear it.
"And you knew?" She turned the box over, running a finger down the line of a piece of tape.
"Kind of." Remy looked off to the side from the accusing look Allison was giving her. "It's not going to kill you. I swear, I wanted to tell you but... You were just so cute." She cupped a cheek in her hand. Letting her gaze go back to the blonde's, a little scared of her being mad.
She was getting a playful glare. "I think that you should make it up to me."
"After you open your present?" Remy looked down to the box hopefully. Allison peeled away the bright paper. Opening the little box.
Allison pulled a thin silver chain out of the small jewelry box. There was a small pink charm in the shape of a bow which slide down the side and settled itself in the middle. Allison looked up from the simple, but very her necklace to her girlfriend. Who had leaned forward a bit, a look of worry, and doubt on her face.
"It's so pretty, and..." She trailed off looking at the bow in the middle of the necklace to Remy. Unable to think of a word to explain it.
"It has, your name." Remy explained, and upon closer inspection it did. Across the top, barely visible. But it made it just slightly more personnel.
"You're the best." Allison stated, giving Remy a tight squeeze.
"I wanted to get you something more... Personnel... But I couldn't.." She looked at her hands. "Find anything.."
"It's perfect." Allison pulled back a little, and touched Remy lightly on the jaw. "You're perfect." She leaned forward to kiss the brunette. Much like the kiss when she had told her she loved her. Not needy, and not hesitant. Just a closed mouth, nothing but lips, loving kiss.
"I love you." Allison purred nuzzling into the crook of Remy's neck. The brunette smiled, running a hand lightly down her back.
"I love you too." Remy pulled back slightly. Taking the necklace in Allison's hands. "Here let me put it on you." Allison sat up straighter offering the back of her neck.
"How's it look?" The blonde asked tossing her head back cockily.
"Beautiful. I think that might be because it's on you though.." Allison let out a small flustered giggle. Hugging her girlfriend tightly again. The force of it knocking them back against the mattress. Lips found each other, and Remy gripped Allison's hips with her hands, and Allison gripped Remy's with her thighs.
"Cock-block!" The door flew open House swinging in with it. Before being pulled back out by Lisa who was rolling her eyes exasperated with her boyfriend's antics. "Lisa, they weren't even naked yet..." Allison looked down at Remy under her. Looking a bit confused, and embarrassed.
"Do you want to get naked?" That earned Remy a small swat on the side, and the light pink on Allison's cheeks to deepen again. "It was a fair question!" The brunette sat up causing Allison to tighten her leg's grip around her to keep from falling. "With the way you were grinding on me."
"Neither of us even has a cock..?" Allison looked to the door frowning. Remy made a face.
"It's a figure of speech." Remy placed a kiss on the neck in easy reach of her lips. "Now. Let's not talk about cocks.." She placed another kiss a little higher on her neck, right by her pulse point.
"Gladly." The blonde replied in a hum. Her hands sliding down to rest low on her lover's back. Pulling her closer, and pressing her hips roughly into the brunette's. Who was sliding her hands up the back of her shirt. Thumb sliding back and forth over the lace material of her bra strap. Allison rolled her shoulders pressing the clasp of the garment into Remy's hand. She happily obliged and released it.
Allison did the same. Pushing Remy's shirt over her head also revealing her bare torso. The brunette let out a muffled gasp when she felt lips latch onto her flushed skin. At which point House threw the door open again.
"House!" Lisa called dragging him away again. While Remy attempted to cover herself. Allison lay flat on her back giggling.
"It was just too easy." House called as he was scolded by Lisa all the way back to his room.
"You think it's funny?" Remy growled crawling on top of the blonde, and tugging her shirt off. Allison's eyes went wide, looking from the open door to the brunette on top of her.
"Hey, hey!" She yelped, scrambling for the fabric of her shirt but it was gone, and the cold air was making the bare skin prickle, nipples tightening with cold. Remy ran her tongue over bottom lip.
"Oh god. Close the door." Lisa hissed doing just that.
A/N So this was just fluffy, and cute, and there was tipsy Allison. There's going to be some not so fluffy stuff next chapter, and I was thinking about not putting this chapter in. But then I went and looked at all the lovely reviews you guys have so lovingly written me, and realized that you guys like fluff. So I wrote it, and posted it, and hope that you will write more wonderful reviews about how you like fluff, and I'll go stir up drama.