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“You sure you won’t reconsider moving in?” A man with shaggy brown hair asks, leaning over the kitchen counter.
“Finn.” A shapely young blonde woman replies, trying to hide the frustration in her voice. “We’ve been over this. It’s just not a good time. I still have 6 months on my own lease, I can’t just abandon the lease and dump the responsibility of finding a new flatmate on Raven. She’s still fragile after her break up with O. It wouldn’t feel right leaving her alone anyway.”
“I know Clarke.” Finn sighs as he walks over and wraps his arms around his girlfriend’s waist. “You’re a good friend. I just thought I’d throw it out there one more time before I rent out Murphy’s old room.”
“I’m sorry Finn. It’s not that I don’t want to.. it’s just.” Clarke hesitates. “I mean, don’t you think it’s too soon? We’ve only been together 6 months, I still have 1 year left of my residency, I’d never be home. I think we would just be putting too much pressure on ourselves.”
“I’m not saying you’re wrong Clarke.” Finn replies. “I just wanted you to know that I’m up for it. but if it’s not the right time that’s cool. I don’t think I’ll have any trouble renting the room.”
“Do you have anyone in mind?” Clarke questions.
“Yeh, actually. One of the physiotherapists at work has been asking around. I haven’t said anything to her yet. I wanted to talk to you first.”
“Her.” Clarke raises an eyebrow.
Finn laughs and steps away from his girlfriend to open the fridge before grabbing himself a beer.
“I know what you’re thinking.” He smirks. “You have nothing to worry about. She’s totally gay. I mean like GAY. I think I’d be more likely to have sex with a dude than her.” Finn laughs and Clarke just rolls her eyes.
“Good to know that as long as the girl is completely uninterested, I don’t have to worry about you straying.” Clarke rolls her eyes. “What’s her name?”
“Lexa. We’ve worked together for years. You’ve probably heard me talk about her. She’s a total player. Even the players are jealous of how much ass she gets.”
Clarke scrunches her face up. “Gross, Finn”
“Sorry babe.” He shrugs. “I work around football players all day, it kind of rubs off on you.”
“You sound like a douche.” Clarke pushes past the man to get to the fridge to grab herself a beer.
Finn laughs as he moves out of the blonde’s way. “Come on babe, don’t be like that, if I remember correctly you were pretty impressed on our first date when I told you I managed a professional football team. Don’t tell me the shine is wearing off already?” Finn looks at the girl with his big puppy eyes.
“You’re an idiot.” Clarke laughs as she playfully swats his arm on her way into the living room.
“So, what do you say? Are you cool with me telling Lexa about the room?” Finn asks.
“Yeh, of course. Go for it.” Clarke says casually before taking a swig of her beer.
“Great.” Finn beams. “I’ll tell her tomorrow.”
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“Lexa!” Finn calls out to the brunette as he notices her enter the hallway.
“Finn.” Lexa stops and waits for him to catch up, her posture perfect and hands linked behind her back.
“Hey. I’ve heard you're looking for a place?” Finn takes a second to catch his breath. “A place to live.”
“This is true.” Lexa replies.
“My flatmate just moved out a couple weeks ago, I’ve been looking for someone to fill his room. it’s a nice 2-bedroom unit in the east village. Small block, Bottom floor”
“Sounds promising.” Lexa smiles. “Do you think I could come by and have a look?”
“Of course.” Finn replies. “When would suit you.”
“Would this evening be okay?” Lexa asks. “Sorry to be so forward, but time is not my friend, I am a little desperate.”
“Tonight’s great.” Finn assures her. “My girlfriend Clarke should be there, so you can meet her too. Say 7 o clock?, I'll text you the address.”
“Sounds good.” Lexa smiles. “Thank you, Finn. I’ll see you tonight.”
At that Lexa turns and continues down the hallway.
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“What time did you say she would be here?” Clarke asks her boyfriend from the kitchen as she prepares their dinner.
“I said around 7.” He yells back at her from his seat infront of the T.V, he’s too enthralled in the game he’s playing on his PS4 to turn around to look at her.
Clarke glances up at the clock, it’s 6:50. She goes back to stirring her Bolognese. It’s only a few minutes later that there’s a knock at the door.
“Babe, that’ll be her, can you get that, I’m in the zone here.” The man yells over his shoulder.
“Jesus.” Clarke mutters to herself as she walks over to the door.
Clarke isn’t quite ready for what she sees when she opens the door. The girl standing before her is absolutely stunning, she’s a little taller than Clarke, she’s wearing skinny black jeans and a light grey tank top. It’s immediately clear that she’s very fit, her brown hair is pulled up in a messy bun, exposing her insanely sharp jaw line and long, smooth neck.
“Hi. I’m Lexa.” the girl introduces herself, holding her hand out to Clarke.
Clarke doesn’t speak, she just dumbly holds her hand out toward the girl as her gaze drifts to her full luscious lips. “You must be Clarke.” Lexa says dipping her head down a little so she can make eye contact with the blonde as their hands meet.
“Oh, yes. Sorry.” Clarke shakes her head, trying to snap out of it. “I’m Clarke. Please come in.”
“Hey Lex!” Finn calls out from the couch. “I’ll be there in a sec.”
Lexa takes a few steps into the apartment.
“Um, would you like a drink?” Clarke asks. “We have beer, wine, water.”
“A beer would be great.” Lexa smiles as she follows Clarke into the kitchen.
Clarke pulls a beer out of the fridge and hands it to the gorgeous woman.
“So, you’re the physiotherapist for the team?” Clarke asks as she cracks a beer open for herself.
“I’m one of them.” Lexa smiles
Clarke smiles nervously “Working with a bunch of sweaty half naked men all day, must be a lesbians’ worst nightmare.”
Lexa nearly chokes on her beer.
Clarke face palms herself. “Fuck! Lexa I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that. My foot lives in my mouth and I babble when I’m nervous.”
“It’s okay Clarke.” Lexa giggles. “I actually love my job. But you’re not wrong. I would probably rather be working on the woman’s national soccer team.” The brunette winks at Clarke.
Clarke shifts on the spot and wrenches her hands nervously.
Lexa takes a step closer to the blonde. “Why are you nervous Clarke?”
‘Jesus’ Clarke thinks to herself. ‘what is that?’ She’s never heard anyone say her name like that before.
“I don’t know.” Clarke finally speaks. “I wasn’t before you got here. I guess I just want you to like me. With you living here we’ll probably see a lot of each other. I just want us all to get along.”
“I don’t think we’re going to have any problems Clarke.” Lexa takes another step closer. She’s close enough to reach out and touch the blonde now, and she does.
Clarke freezes as she watches Lexa’s hand make it’s way up to her face. The brunette’s fingertips lightly brush across Clarke’s cheek.
Lexa smiles at the blonde as she holds her finger up. “You had a little sauce on your face.”
Clarke feels like she could die from embarrassment if she wasn’t so mesmerized by the girl infront of her as the brunette brings the finger up to her mouth and wraps her impossibly full lips around the tip, sucking the sauce clean off.
“Fuck!”
The girls are interrupted by Finn swearing loudly at the T.V and throwing his controller down on the couch. Clarke subtly takes a step back from Lexa as Finn approaches the kitchen.
“Hey Lexa.” He smiles. “Sorry, I was on my last life.”
“No problem.” Lexa smiles. “Clarke was keeping me entertained.”
Clarke almost blushes when Finn looks at her.
“Well how about I show you around the place.” Finn motions for Lexa to follow. As soon as the brunette disappears down the hallway Clarke lets out a deep breath, it’s only now she realizes how fast her heart is beating.
‘What the hell’ she mumbles to herself.
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Well that’s pretty much it.” Finn says as he returns to the kitchen with Lexa in tow. “What do you think?”
“It looks great.” Lexa says cheerfully. “I think I’m in.”
“Great!” Finn exclaims
“Well I should be off.” Lexa says. “We’ll go over the particulars tomorrow?” she looks at Finn.
“Yeh, sure.” Finn replies. “You don’t want to stay for dinner? We’ve got plenty. Right Clarke?”
Clarke’s eyes meet Lexa’s and she forgets how to speak.
“Clarke?” Finn nudges his girlfriend.
“Oh yeh! Absolutely. We’ve got more than enough.” Clarke finally speaks up.
Lexa smiles at Clarke. “Thank you very much for the offer. But I really must be going.”
Lexa moves forward towards Clarke and extends her hand. “it was lovely to meet you Clarke.”
Clarke looks at Lexa’s hand for a second before taking it in her own. The brunette’s skin feels soft and warm. Their hands linger in one another for a little longer than is appropriate.
“It was lovely to meet you too Lexa.” Clarke smiles and reluctantly withdraws her hand. “I guess I’ll be seeing you around.”
“You will.” Lexa says with a nod as she heads to the door. “We’ll talk tomorrow.” Lexa points her comment at Finn. The man throws her a thumbs up as she exits the apartment.
“So, what do you think?” Finn asks Clarke once the apartment is clear.
“She seems really nice.” Clarke answers honestly.
“Yeh she’s cool.” Finn agrees. “I think it will be a good fit.”
Clarke goes back to cooking as Finn throws himself back on the lounge and reclaims the controller.
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The next day at work Lexa finds Finn is his office, they go over the rent and bills and house rules. They seem to agree on everything quite easily.
Finn thinks they’ve touched base on just about everything relevant but Lexa has one more thing she needs to talk about.
“Finn.” She begins. “We’ve known one another for a while now. I think you’re a decent guy.”
“Thanks.” Finn smiles awkwardly.
“If we’re going to live together there’s something you should know. I’ve kept it secret before and it’s blown up in my face. I don’t want that to happen again.”
“Yeh sure, Hey Lexa, you can trust me.” The man gets up and rounds his desk so he is standing infront of the girl.
“I hope you can be discrete with this information?” Lexa raises an eyebrow.
“Cross my heart.” Finn uses his finger to draw a crossover his chest.
“I’m intersex.” Lexa just says is.
Finn stands up a little straighter, he’s eyes go a little wide and he takes a step closer to the girl.
“Hey.” Finn starts. “I’m into sex too.” The man steps closer again. “I didn’t know that you were, you know… into sex… with guys.” He smirks as he raises his hand as if to touch Lexa’s arm.
“No! Finn! you idiot!” Lexa slaps his hand away and takes a step back. “Don’t make me take back what I said about you being a decent guy!”
Finn takes a step back now too. “I’m kidding, come on.” The man laughs nervously. “Wait. what are you talking about then?”
“I said I’m intersex. I-n-t-e-r-s-e-x.” Lexa clarifies.
“Okay.” Finn scratches his head. “I’m not really sure what that means.”
“Okay look.” Lexa sighs. “I am a woman. Everything you see… every part of me is natural. This is who I am. But I was also born with male genitalia.”
“You have a dick?!” Finn practically shouts.
“Jesus Christ! Finn!” Lexa scans the area to see if anyone might have heard. Luckily the coast is clear. “Wanna keep your voice down!?”
“Shit! I’m sorry.” Finn whispers. “I’m just surprised.”
“Look, it’s not something I’m ashamed of, I’m comfortable in myself. I just think it’s private and there’s no need for everyone to know. I’m telling you because we will be living together. And I want to know before I move in that it’s not a problem for you.”
“No, Hey, of course it’s not a problem.” Finn replies quickly. “Don’t be silly. I don’t care about that stuff.”
“Good.” Lexa smiles. “You should talk to Clarke tonight to make sure it’s not an issue for her, and if it’s okay I’ll move in right away.”
“Oh sure.” Finn replies. “it definitely won’t be an issue for Clarke. I can tell you that right now. But if it will make you feel better I’ll tell her tonight and tomorrow it can all be official.”
Lexa thanks Finn for his understanding and agrees to talk again tomorrow before heading back to work.
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Finn and Clarke are lazing on the couch, both doing their own things on their phones with netflicks playing in the background when Finn gets Clarke’s attention by nudging her leg.
“Hmmm.” Clarke hums barley looking up from her phone.
“Hey.” Finn nudges her again. This time Clarke looks straight at him.
“So, Lexa is keen to move in.” Finn says casually.
“Yeh? That’s good.” Clarke replies.
“Yeh.” The man concurs. “So she told me today that she’s intersex… that’s not a problem for you right?”
Clarke drops her phone into her lap and stares at her boyfriend. “She’s….”
“Intersex.” Finn finishes for her. “She’s a chick, but she has male genitalia. I googled it after she told me, but to be honest I’m still a little confused. But I don’t think it really matters, right?”
“No. no of course not.” Clarke agrees. ‘I’m just surprised.. I never would have guessed.”
“I know right!” Finn says. “I guess you never really know what’s going on in someone’s pants.”
“So, when is she moving in?” Clarke asks.
“This weekend. She wanted me to make sure that you were cool with everything first. But she’s totally keen. I said we would give her a hand.”
“Yeh sure.” Clarke agrees. “I mean, I’m working over the weekend, but I’ll help were I can.”
“You’re the best.” Finn smiles adoringly at the blonde.
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Saturday morning at Finn’s apartment. Clarke is in the kitchen making herself breakfast when there is a knock at the door.
Clarke already knows who it is. Lexa. She’s had the brunette on her mind since she met her a couple of days ago.
Clarke opens the door and there she is, wearing some long running shorts and a tank top, her very well-toned arms wrapped around a large box that’s covering half her face.
“Oh hey! Sorry come in.” Clarke opens the door wide and steps out of the way. Lexa walks in and drops the box down on the ground with a thud.
“Hi Clarke.” The girl smiles widely as she brings her arm up to wipe the sweat off her forehead. “I’m so glad you guys are on the ground floor.”
Clarke laughs. “Yep! I think that every time we come home after grocery shopping.”
The girl’s eyes lock and they gaze at each other for a moment.
“Finn was just in the shower.” Clarke breaks the silence. “He’ll be out in a minute to give you a hand. I can help for a bit, but I’ve got to be at work by 11.”
“Yeh sure no worries.” Lexa waves her hands. “I really don’t have much stuff. It’s just the bed that I’ll need help with really.”
“Okay Cool.” Clarke starts walking towards Lexa’s room, Lexa picks the box off the ground and follows. “We finished clearing out your room, so you’re good to start bringing stuff in.” Clarke pushes the door to the room open and Lexa walks in and drops the box down in the corner.
“Great!” Lexa chirps. “Well the truck is out on the street so I guess I better get into it.”
“I’ll come help. I’ve still got time.” Clarke follows.
“What do you do?” Lexa asks as they walk.
“I’m a doctor.” Clarke replies. “I’m in the last year of my residency. I work crazy hours. My shift starts at 11 today, probably won’t be home again till Monday morning.”
“Wow! That’s insane!” Lexa exclaims
“Tell me about it.” Clarke grumbles.
“So, you won’t be around this weekend?” Lexa asks, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice.
“Unfortunately not.” Clarke replies. “I normally go home to my place for a day or 2 after a big shift, I’m not a fun person to be around.” Clarke laughs. “So, you might not see me here again till Wednesday.”
“Home?” Lexa stops and looks at Clarke surprised. “I assumed you lived here?”
“Oh no.” Clarke replies. “I have my own place, well a place I share with a friend. It’s not far from here.”
The girls continue walking until they reach the truck, Lexa slides one of the smallest boxes in the truck to Clarke. Clarke looks at the box then back at Lexa.
“Do I look weak to you Lexa?” Clarke raises an eyebrow at the girl.
The brunette laughs. “Not at all Clarke.” Lexa takes a moment to look over the blonde’s body, Clarke is wearing tight jeans and a fitted V neck t shirt, Clarke definitely notices Lexa’s green eyes linger in certain places. “You look… very fit.” Lexa smirks. “But it sounds like you’ve got a big couple days ahead of you, Don’t want you to wear yourself out helping me.”
“Hmm.” Clarke grins at the girl before picking up the small box and heading inside with it.
When Clarke gets inside with the box Finn is out of the shower and dressed.
“Hey babe.” He moves over to Clarke. “Let me get that.”
“I’ve got it.” Clarke doesn’t stop walking. “There’s plenty more. The trucks just outside.”
The three work on emptying the truck, they’re over halfway when Clarke announces that she’s gotta get ready for work.
When Clarke emerges from the bathroom, dressed in her scrubs ready for work Finn and Lexa are on the lounge.
“All done?” She questions.
“Yep.” Finn replies.
“Thanks so much for your help.” Lexa smiles. “Both of you.”
“Anytime.” Clarke smiles. “How did you get it all on at the other end?”
“My cousin Lincoln came around before work this morning and helped me.” Lexa replies.
“He’s the one that owns the gym, right?” Finn asks
Lexa nods
“Yeh, that’s a guy you want to help you move.” Finn laughs and looks up at Clarke. “He’s a big guy.”
“Well that’s handy.” Clarke smiles. ‘I really gotta go.” Clarke says looking down at her watch. The blonde walks over and leans over the back of the couch to kiss Finn goodbye. It’s just a peck, but Lexa still looks away for a second to give them privacy.
“I’ll see you in a few days.” Clarke smiles at Finn before looking over to Lexa. “I hope you settle in okay.”
“Thank you, Clarke.” Lexa replies, smiling as she watches the girl rush out the door.
“She’s great hey?” Finn says once Clarke has left the apartment. His eyes still on the door.
“She is.” Lexa agrees. “I think you might be punching above your weight there Finn.”
“Yeh, maybe.” Finn laughs. “That fucking body.” Finn theatrically brings his hand up to his mouth and bites down on his fist. “i know you've had your fair share of pussy Lex, but let me tell you, Clarke...”
"I should really get started unpacking my room." Lexa interrupts.
Lexa feels her stomach turn a little. She’s worked with Finn for a few years, they’ve had their fair share of conversations about women, women’s bodies. Casual locker room talk. He’s never been too vulgar. But hearing him talk about Clarke has made the brunette instantly uncomfortable.
Before he can get another word out Lexa jumps up off the couch.
“Yeh sure.” Finn straightens up on the couch. “I’ll be here if you need a hand with anything.”
“Thanks.” Lexa smiles before heading off to her room.
Lexa walks into her room and takes a deep breath. Her heart is beating fast. She feels ….angry. It doesn’t make any sense, but she feels like if Finn uttered one more word about Clarke, she would have knocked him out. The brunette has always had a bit of a quick temper, she closes her eyes, it’s something she does when she feels herself getting angry. Closes her eyes and counts to 10. But this time as soon as her eyelids close she see’s Blue eyes. Lexa locked eyes with Clarke a few times during the morning, they felt like magnets, she was just drawn to them. They were soft, but strong, they we’re innocent, but wild. She felt like she could get lost in those eyes for hours, she could drown in them. Lexa shakes the thoughts away and counts to 10.
She can’t indulge these thoughts. The brunette is all too aware that she can have a one-track mind when something takes her interest. She cannot allow Clarke to take her interest. She needs to push the blonde out of her mind and focus on something else.
Lexa sighs as she looks at the mess around her. Lucky for her she has plenty to keep her busy tonight.