incredibly alive • lgbtq+

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the gallery walls are a crisp white, drawing the viewer's attention to the exquisite pieces of art hung upon them, similarly to how my average grey vision forces me to appreciate allison in all of her colourful beauty.

as we walk into the next room and stop in front of a beautiful piece of minimalist artwork, i can't help but draw my attention from the art to allison. i think i prefer to look at her looking at art, rather than looking at the art myself.

everything seems so exciting through her eyes, and though she's teaching me to experience life similarly, i feel content enough for now to watch her enjoy the world.

she turns to look over her shoulder at me, and so i quickly adjust my eyes to seem as though i was looking at the art the whole time. "i love this kind of thing. the simple lines and primary colours, ugh," she sighs, seeming almost frustrated that she can't express her appreciation enough.

i know what she means. i've been trying to explain my rapidly intensifying emotions for allison in my head, but it feels as though there are no words to describe it.

"it's beautiful." i don't mean to sound as breathless as i do, and so i feel my cheeks start to heat up. "want to go into the next room?" she asks, stretching out her hand towards me. "sure." i smile, sliding my hand into hers. she pulls me along as we walk into the next room.

the next room is filled with oil paintings of nude women, some together. "ooh," allison chuckles a bit as she turns to me. "i feel like we should be running into bette from the l word at any turn." i say and she giggles, "oh my god, i love the l word. alice is my icon."

"i had such a crush on helena." i mumble, looking up at her for a few seconds. "of course you did," she smiles, biting her lip as she pulls me closer. "we're surrounded by paintings of naked girls right now," i remind her quietly and she giggles. "mhm, come here," she whispers, pulling me even closer.

she lets go of my hand, putting hers to hang loosely around my neck. mind find their way to her waist, and our lips inch closer and closer until they press against one another.

she pushes against me hard, and we stumble back to a corner of the room. she gently pushes me against the wall as our kiss intensifies.

my heart is beating so hard that it feels like it may break its way out of my chest, but i try to push that thought out of my head as my hands slide down to her hips and grip them slightly, holding her body against mine.

her hands move up to hold my cheeks lightly as she slows down the pace a bit. I feel every single second of our kiss intensely, to the point where it feels like my lips are sore from experiencing her touch.

our exciting, hot make out is interrupted within seconds, though, as a security guard enters the room and clears his throat. my body is buzzing, my lips are tingling and my heart is racing at a million miles per hour as we are thrown out of the art gallery. we both giggle as we apologise, both blushing as we walk down the steps and towards the car park.

"we're not too popular amongst straight white men, are we?" allison giggles as we climb back into the car. "doesn't seem like it, no." i chuckle, shaking my head a bit as i run my fingers through my hair. "but hey, we don't know his sexuality." i say, envisioning the security guard who through us out in my head.

"oh come on, he was so straight. i bet you he was thinking about telling the story of 'throwing two lesbians out of the naked women section' to his wife when he gets home while he takes off his ugly security uniform and into some stained sweatpants and an oversized harley davidson shirt. then while his wife cooks him and his son tomato pasta he'll tell the censored version to his kid and say that we were being noisy, not blatantly making out, cause god forbid you expose young children to gay people. show them all the straight sex you want, but a gay couple? heavens, no."

i turn to her, my eyebrows raised and my eyes wide. "are you done?" i laugh. "i guess." she replies, a grin forming on her face. "well, i'll bet you're not wrong." i mumble a bit and she laughs, "see!"

"alright alright alright, we've gotta figure out what we're gonna do now." i say, sitting up in my seat and plugging my seatbelt in. "well, what are you feeling?" she asks. "alive," i smile back, then lick over my lips, "and... like i want to talk about the l word with you for hours."

"the only place to go is a food hangout similar to the planet, then." she says in a matter of fact tone, and i nod. "of course. marina, here we come." i chuckle. "ouch! i miss marina." she whines as she starts up the engine. "me too, oh god but my biggest crush was on dana."

"oof, dana fairbanks - i shed many a tear over her."

"same girl, same."

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HI ITS ME THE AUTHOR OOOO, i never do this lol, but i was wondering if u guys prefer waiting for longer updates or having more regular short updates like this?

also if u couldn't tell, i just finished watching the l word and now all my emotions are outta control and all i want to do is cry over jenny schecter and dana fairbanks for the rest of my life, so pls excuse me while i get over the intense heartbreak of finishing the l word :')