Note: Got a review saying Raven's some selfish bitch and Clarke was way too nice. Yep, that's kinda their friendship and they know it. I think Octavia did a good job though showing Raven that she fucked up big time when she left, but for the moment, Clarke is just glad that she has her best friend back. It's not an easy situation after all. I mean, wait for it... ;) x
Raven had promised go to the bar with Clarke. They had asked Octavia as well but the girl had declined, stating the best friends should go out alone, as going out alone as they could in a bar in which one of them had to work, so nothing of going out alone really fitted the situation anyway.
They both threw their shot glasses back down on the counter, and Raven grabbed her third beer while Clarke chose water since she had to work for several more hours, yet had already downed her fourth shot in 30 minutes.
She felt her phone vibrate just as she stepped outside to have a smoke.
Lexa (9:28pm): Hey stranger, fancy a movie tonight? And maybe a bottle of wine? Or two?
Clarke smiled and typed a reply.
Clarke (9:30pm): I'd love that but I'm working :( But if you happen to be super bored, you can stop by at the bar. There's actually someone I'd like you to meet. xx
Twenty minutes later, Raven was getting kind of drunk and Clarke was standing next to her best friend, keeping her from falling from the barstool. She was just about to lose her patience with Raven, when she felt two arms sliding around her from behind. She turned around, hugged the beautiful brunette and whispered a soft Hi in Lexa's ear. When she pulled away, Raven was standing next to them, grinning and waiting for Clarke to introduce them.
"Sorry. This is–"
"Lexa!" Raven finished her sentence and Lexa raised an eyebrow but offered a handshake, "and this", Clarke continued, "is my best friend, Raven." Raven accepted the handshake, still grinning but slightly blushing when she saw something in Clarke's eyes. She seemed to be worried about Lexa's reaction, Lexa though was simply smiling though and absolutely polite. That's when Raven realized Clarke had told the brunette everything.
"Nice to meet you, Raven."
"Yeah um... do you drink? Please tell me you drink because this lady here," Raven threw an arm around Clarke's shoulder, "left me alone after four shots and kept refusing to drink anything else ever since. Boringg! So now I need a new best friend to drink with me!"
Lexa laughed, "Well in that case, dear Lady, could I get a beer?" Clarke, who had made her way behind the bar again, smirked at Lexa and slid a beer over to the brunette.
When Clarke's shift ended, she mixed herself a drink and joined the brunettes.
"Temme again why you'rre not com– completetty– fuck. not drunk?" Raven slurred, turning in a direction she hoped was Lexa's.
"Because my beer was non–alcoholic, Miss Reyes." The brunette laughed and Raven's eyes widened.
"You cheaaooh no Griffin, da's my beer! Gimme my– hey! ughh wha'eeer. You chea'ed on me Lex!"
"You'll get over it. Now get up, I'll drive you guys home."
Lexa had half carried Raven all the way up to the apartment and right into her bed.
"She asked for you", the brunette said and Clarke nodded.
"Sorry, I'll be right back. Thanks for carrying her all the way. Had no idea how strong you are!" the blonde smirked and winked, and a laughing Lexa shook her head.
"Hey Rae! Here, drink that water. All of it!" Clarke said while sitting down next to Raven, gently tickling the girl's back.
"Clarkypooo I love you so mushh! And Lexa's hot, why arennu dating again?" Raven slurred, her eyes already half closed.
"I love you too", Clarke paused and smiled "and yeah, she's absolutely stunning. Now sleep. I have to be at the gallery at 7:30 so maybe I'm already gone when you wake up." she said and got up.
She turned around at the door, "Need anything else?" but Raven was already asleep. Clarke smiled, switched off the lights and carefully closed the door.
Lexa was leaning against the balcony rail, arms half crossed, holding a cigarette in her hand and smiled when Clarke's eyes met hers.
"She's really nice."
"She's really drunk!" They laughed.
"I told her she could stay here as long as she wants but I don't know if she's really comfortable with the situation... yet. I don't know. It's just weird; she left just like that and was gone for more than two months and now that she's back, it's like she never went away. I don't know if I should be happy or angry that she's back. We haven't really talked, at all. Maybe she's not ready but she also hates emotional conversations. I just... I actually don't know what to say or do, Lexa." Clarke sighed and laid her head on the brunette's shoulder, who gently ran her fingers through the other girl's hair.
"That's okay, Clarke. You don't have to know what to say or do. You don't have to say or do anything at all. Yet. Give her time, take time yourself and when you both are ready, you'll talk. It'll happen eventually, don't worry about that just yet. Just be happy that your best friend returned, returned for you. That's all that counts right now, if you ask me." Lexa softly explained with a calm voice and it brought a small tear to Clarke's eye.
"Why are you so perfect...?" The blonde wondered aloud, not looking at Lexa, not noticing the brunette's brows furrowing, not noticing the woman's smile disappear, only feeling herself being pulled close and felt Lexa's lips on her forehead.
"Look who's talking, Clarke."
The blonde smiled at the comment, moved a little closer and snuggled her nose into the brunette's neck.