is that - jealousy? | marjumn one shot

jealousy?

It's Friday night. The day is over.
As usual, Marjorie and Autumn are the last ones to leave the nursery.

“Alright, my love, have you got everything?” Marjorie asks, unaware that Autumn's gaze is fixed on her. Complete and utter silence fills the room.
Autumn snapped back into reality, looked around, looked at her desk, turned to the older woman, “Yes, Marjorie, do you always have to ask me that?” Autumn growled at her.
Marjorie turned around “Yeah, problem?” she asked aggressively as she took a step closer to her colleague.
Autumn was taken aback, even though it's nothing like her, “Very well then.” she managed to get out.
Marjorie turned back around, grabbed her keys, “Same bar as always?” she asked the younger woman stood behind her.
“Mhm. You’ll have to pay for the first bottle though.”, Autumn replied in a playful tone.
Marjorie smiled and walked out into the corridor.

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AT THE BAR

“Would you ladies like anything?”, the waitress asked politely.
“Oh yes, I’ll have a glass of white wine, please.” Marjorie replied in an innocent tone.
“One white wine for you… alright, got it! Anything for...“, Sara stopped mid-sentence, taking a closer look at the woman sitting in front of Marjorie.

“Sorry, what I meant to ask was... anything for you on this fine evening?” the waitress repeated.
Marjorie glanced over at Autumn, giving her a confused look.
“I’ll have... a glass of red wine.” the younger woman replied flirtatiously.

Red wine? RED WINE. Of all the drinks she could've chosen...of course she chose that one.
Red wine is sultry in itself and is basically the only alcoholic beverage that has been proven to be an aphrodisiac – a substance that stimulates sexual desire. Autumn knows her wine. She knows.

Marjorie thought to herself.

“Coming right up”, Sara winks at Autumn and walks off.
Autumn's eyes followed her every move. “Autumn!”, Marjorie almost shouted at her.
The younger woman scoffed, “What is it, Marjorie?”
“Were you just checking her out?”, Marjorie asked in a sarcastic tone, trying to hide the insecurity she felt. “Yes.”, she replied with a small smirk on her lips.
Marjorie didn’t like this. Not one bit. “Oh.”, she replied.
“Was there something you wanted to say, Marjorie?”, Autumn asked the older woman.
Marjorie did not know what to say. “Very well then.”, Autumn said, letting silence fill the room.

“Autumn I… are you… are we?” Marjorie struggled to find the right words. “Are we what, Marjorie?”, Autumn teased.
“You know what, forget I asked.”, Marjorie said, her tone tinged with annoyance.
“I suppose you’ll just have to keep wondering.”, the younger woman added.

“Well, I’ll be off to the toilet, don’t wait for me.”, Autumn muttered in a low voice.

5 minutes passed and Marjorie simply couldn’t take it anymore.
She got up, threw some money on the table and left…to go and find Autumn, of course.

As Marjorie rushed into the bathroom, she found Autumn stood at the sink, drying her hands after having just washed them.
Autumn looked up in the mirror to see who just slammed the door open.
“Hello Marjorie, what a pleasant surprise to see yo- “, Autumn was cut off mid-sentence.
“Autumn. Knight. I have no time for this. What in God's name was that?”, Marjorie asked in an angry tone as she walked through the restroom, checking all the stalls for possible eavesdroppers. “I don’t have a clue as to what you’re referring to, Marjorie”, the younger woman replied teasingly as she rolled up her sleeves.   

“Oh, for God’s sake, Autumn! You know exactly what I am talking about. The waitress. The flirting. Your drink of choice. The red wine? You knew exactly what you were doing.”, Marjorie shouted at her.
“Marjorie, is that – jealousy?”, Autumn asked in a lower voice.     
“Oh, screw you, Autumn.”, the older woman muttered as she grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into one of the stalls. Autumn gasped at what had just happened.