Lost in the Lights

Chapter 15

The first thing Freen notices when she awakes is that it's too damn bright. It's kind of ridiculous how bright it is – like there's no logical explanation for why anyone would be okay with waking up to that – but then she remembers something.

This isn't her room.

She knows as much because Freen likes to keep her room as dark as possible during the early mornings and this is the complete opposite. But that's not the only thing out of place. Everything feels different; the bed is softer, the blankets are warmer, and it's like the pillow she rests her head on has been infused with her favorite scent: Becky.

The smile forms without thinking and suddenly she doesn't care all that much about the equivalent of a million flashlights being beamed at her eyelids – she might be exaggerating a little there – because this isn't her room.

It's Becky's.

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Despite not being a morning person in the slightest, Freen's always been the first to awake at sleepovers for some reason. Maybe it's her body's way of letting her know that she isn't in her usual surroundings, but for once she just wants it to chill. She always hated having to wait until everyone else woke up, but she finds that she feels a little differently this time around.

While it seems like the rest of Lima still sleeps, Freen takes the quiet moment to admire her girlfriend. Because before, when she's out there in the world it sometimes feels like she has to be guarded about it – her glances are usually stolen, her smiles are small and secretive.

But she doesn't have to hide here.

Becky's brunette hair is all over the place while one arm drapes lazily over Freen's hip and the other is crooked above her head. She's sound asleep with these soft little snores escaping slightly parted lips and it makes Freen smile. Becky swears she doesn't snore even though Freen has heard it on multiple occasions over the phone, but it hits differently now that she's actually here and can see it for herself.

If anything, it just makes Freen want to kiss her even more.

She doesn't though; it feels like it's still way too early for anyone to be awake so Freen let's her sleep while she continues to admire. She has rarely been able to be this close to Becky without feeling overwhelmed by everything so it's nice to be able to do this now.

Watching someone sleep has always sounded so weird to her and she'd judge anyone hardcore for doing it and yet here she is doing the exact same thing, only now she gets it. To be so close that she could count every little freckle dotting Becky's cheeks, it's almost like being caught in a dream.

Freen runs the back of her finger along Becky's cheek and it's like the touch solidifies that this is real, that it's actually happening. A year ago, even six months ago, Freen would not have imagined this kind of reality for herself. She figured after everything that went down with Dani and all the drama with Bree and JB, she wouldn't find happiness until she had put Lima far, far behind her.

How wrong was she?

Freen glances to Becky and she has to stifle a chuckle because this girl; this beautiful, talented, amazing girl literally just appeared one day and her whole life changed. Really, everyone's did. To have a female quarterback leading the Titans and actually doing it well was something no one saw coming and it amazes Freen. Of all the people Becky could've set her eyes on, she chose her.

And the same goes for Freen.

In all her daydreaming, Freen hears Becky let out a sleepy sigh before she's tightening her arm around Freen's hip. The brunette snuggles in close, her head sliding off the pillow and instead nestling against Freen's chest. The brunette smirks at that – if it weren't for the little snores returning, she would've thought Becky had woken up.