𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

𝟐𝟎.

paige's pov.

i breathe out heavily, as i feel y/n trail down my stomach. the air is thick and heavy. i thought i was exhausted after what i just did to her, but as soon as i felt her lips on me, i woke up pretty fucking quick. her fingers trace the band of my boxers, sending a chill up my spine. "do you want me to?" she asks, looking up at me from between my thighs. her eyes pierce mine and, suddenly i forget how to speak. i shake my head silently, my lips pressed tightly together. usually i'm never the one to be nervous, or get like this. but y/n drives me insane, i don't understand it. 

i feel her slowly pull down my boxers, before being rudely interrupted by a loud bang on the door. in a frenzy, I run to the bathroom, half dressed, and half still in a trance. i listen from the door, as y/n heavily pants out a "hey daddy!". fuck me.

i hear geno's voice but i can't make out his words. it's weird hearing his voice much softer, and gentler. he is so firm with me, most of the time. y/n is his soft spot, i suppose another thing we have in common. i hear the door shut, and just as i get ready to turn the knob, another voice interrupts me. "where is she?" hudson's voice fills the room. i sigh, twisting the door open. 

"you smell like sex." she smiles, giddy. y/n pushes her playfully before eyeing me. it's a look that tells she will finish what she started later. "you have a great nose." i sarcastically sigh, sitting in y/n's desk chair. "well i'm so glad we have made up!" hudson smiles, but drops it quickly. "however, you two need to figure your shit out. i'm tired of playing cupid." she sternly looks at the both of us, scolding us almost like children. "you are so not cupid. maybe like krampus?" y/n giggles, leaning on her mini fridge. "oh hush. now, both of you share a L word in common, and i won't elaborate. but maybe act on it!" she says before shutting the door and walking out. 

"lesbian?" i yell out after her, throwing y/n and i into a fit of laughter. the moment dies out, and i met with the girl, currently in my huskies basketball shirt, staring back at me. "cute shirt." i walk over to her, pulling her in by her hips. "cute abs." she whispers, her fingers trailing up my stomach. her touch is warm. "so, what did your dad want?" i ask, slipping on my half zip that i left here, which was oddly in her closet. and more odd that it didn't bother me whatsoever. "he was asking about the cookout on monday, he wanted to know if i was coming still." she mumbles, her eyes darting elsewhere. "still?" i ask, throwing her some sweatpants that she was obviously looking for. "well, he saw the caitlin shit, it's apparently everywhere. he wanted to know if i was okay." she mumbles, slipping her pants on. 

oh. he knew about caitlin? he knows she's gay? i forget geno isn't my coach and also her dad, but her dad first. don't let it go to your head, i try to tell myself. "can we go eat?" she groans, heading towards the door. "whatever you say, princess." i smile, opening the door for her, and placing a kiss on the crown of her head as she walks out of the door.

a/n: short chapter, i'm so sorryyy, i wanted to know how you guys felt about this so far. do you still enjoy the love triangle? let me know!