Walk A Mile [FreenBecky]

Chapter 12

The tea Freen made turned out to be really good. Becky didn't think there was much more to the process than adding water, some sugar, and dropping the packet inside, but Freen handled it with much more care. After retrieving two of her favorite mugs, Freen poured an equal amount into both cups. Along with the sugar, she added in some honey and stirred in some ginseng. Perhaps it was so sweet because the taste of Freen's lips still lingered on hers. Becky had never had anything better.

"Are you up for watching a movie too? Or did you just want to sit at the table to drink it?" Freen questioned the girl that was propped up on the counter with her legs dangling from the side.

"We can watch a movie. Which one do you want to see?" Becky asked as she slipped off of the counter. She cautiously grabbed her mug and headed towards the living room with Freen trailing behind her.

"I've had You'll Be In My Heart from Tarzan stuck in my head for the past few days so I kinda wanna watch that one," Freen chose quickly, already having a movie in mind. She's been planning to have a Netflix date with herself to watch it, but Becky had been keeping her busy for the past few nights.

"Ooh, okay. Maybe we can have a marathon Disney movie night," Becky suggested brightly, becoming more excited about the night ahead of them.

"I'd love to," Freen assented as she walked beside Becky. "Since it's late, we'll probably only get through like one or two movies, though..."

"Excuse you, I can stay up later than that," Becky remarked in offense as she slowly found her spot on the couch.

"You couldn't even stay up for a full basketball game, Becbec," Freen didn't hesitate to call her out. She sat a good distance away from Becky, not wanting to be overbearing with her presence despite their kiss.

"That was different. I was tired and it was boring," Becky said indignantly and propped her feet up on the coffee table. Part of her was kind of hoping Freen would cuddle, but it was okay if she didn't want to.

"No, you go to sleep at like, ten. Even on a good day," Freen shook her head, not having any of it.

"Whatever," Becky mumbled. She was right.

Freen smirked and leaned over to grab the remote as she sipped her tea. She found Netflix easily and logged into her account. Becky waited patiently by her side and mentally decided which movies she wanted to watch as Freen scanned through the titles to find Tarzan. Freen had seen it about fifty times and could probably quote it word for word. As it played on screen, she held little to no regard for it. While she was blankly staring at it, she was internally reliving her kiss with Becky.

It had come right out of the blue. There was no way she could've seen it coming. She knew Becky had been dropping a few hints here and there about it, but making it a reality had never seriously come to mind. It kind of confirmed the one thing Freen had been doubting this entire time. She'd been deliberating about whether Becky liked her or if she was just tricking herself again. A confession meant little to nothing. Her actions were transparent and couldn't easily be detected one way or another. Freen wanted to provide herself with some clarity. To anyone else, it couldn't have been more obvious. Freen was just far too scared to see it that way after being hurt so many times.

"Can I ask you something?" she prompted in the middle of the movie.

"Sure," Becky nodded and faced her instantly, abandoning her attention on how Tarzan was trying to pluck an elephant hair.

"Why'd you kiss me?" Freen asked simply, then wanted to take it back as soon as the words left her mouth.

Way to catch her off guard. Becky paused to think of a more elaborate response than 'because I wanted to'. She could've told her about how often she stared at her lips, longing for the sensation of those impeccable lips meshing with hers or how she constantly drowned out her words because she was too focused on her lips moving instead... But she decided against it. After a few seconds, she only shrugged. "Because why not?"