Chaelisa One-Shots Smuts

Feel Like A Sinner

They were completely alone, away from cameras or prying eyes. It was a rarity for them, one that they treasured. They could only exist in the dead of night where no-one could see.

The tension had been building since the afterparty. The high of Coachella had Roseanne feeling like she was soaring. It was something she couldn't begin to put into words- the hard-work, the pressure, the pay-off, being able to do her dream with her girls. She would most likely slowly come to terms with the magnitude of what they had just done on the plane ride to their next tour stop (no slowing down in sight for them). This night wasn't for epiphanies or reflections anyway. It was really for them to let months of tension loose by drinking all of the drinks pushed their way from people she didn't even remember the names of.

She was aware of Lisa across the room. It was just a habit to always keep her in her periphery even if they didn't acknowledge each other. It started off back as a way to keep an eye on her when Lisa was that shy trainee who struggled with her Korean but Lisa hadn't needed Roseanne's help to speak to people in a long time. They made their rounds in parallel circles, glancing at each other but not interacting, not yet at least.

Roseanne was getting another drink bought for her by Alison when she saw one of their dancers pull Lisa into the middle of the dance floor out of the corner of her eye. She remained leaning against the bar, sipping her drink, as she watched Lisa be twirled around. It didn't take long at all for her eyes to find Roseanne's all the way across the room and instantly the bass and the cheers and Alison's voice faded to a pleasant buzz in her ears.

Lisa was smirking, the one that was often displayed on stage when she knew that she had the audience in the palm of her hands. It wasn't surprising considering that all eyes were on her- as was usually the case when Lisa put on a performance like this. Roseanne's attention was drawn by the sight of the dancer's hand reaching to grip Lisa's hip, like Lisa had done to her on stage in front of the entire world. When she looked back up at Lisa, she was already watching her with a challenging smile before she started rolling her hips in time with the music.

Roseanne brought her drink back up to her lips to wet her suddenly dry mouth as she forced her eyes away. She heard the cheers get louder behind her but she didn't want to know what had caused it. "I think I'm going to call it a night," she told Alison. The combination of alcohol, the invincible feeling that had been with Roseanne as soon as she stepped on stage and Lisa's smirk was too dangerous for her to stay a minute longer.

Alison walked her to the car waiting outside for her but Roseanne told the driver to wait a few minutes. It actually took five for the door to open again and for Lisa to get in. They didn't speak to each other. In fact, Lisa didn't even look at her as she told the driver that they were ready. She may have looked unaffected but Roseanne knew Lisa. She knew what her leg jumping up and down and her meaningless Instagram scrolling meant. Roseanne turned to look out the window but found herself staring at the reflection of Lisa's face lit up by her phone instead of the streets outside.

The car ride felt like it was taking ten times longer than it did on the way to the party but finally he pulled up in front of their hotel. Roseanne remembered to thank the driver even though she felt like she was on autopilot as she followed Lisa into the hotel and up to her hotel room. They could have passed for strangers given the way they left plenty of space between them in the elevator and stared straight ahead wordlessly at the door as it seemed to crawl up to the top floor.

When they finally reached Lisa's hotel door, Lisa's fingers were trembling as she tried to swipe her card. Roseanne waited for the third failed attempt to gently take the key from her and do it for her. She went in first and started taking off her jacket and jewellery and shoes as Lisa closed the door behind them. The click of the lock sounded that they were safe.