they're gay linda; trixya

ch 4

  Trixie waltzed into her home, arms out, smilingly at Katya. "Ta da!" Trixie exclaimed proudly.  She noticed Katya peeking around, then making her way to the kitchen. "I have snacks and stuff, but also! Alcohol if you'd like to get a little tipsy later," Trixie smiled and made her way upstairs with Katya close behind her. "This is my room, there's a guest room across the hall but I don't think we'll really need that," She shrugged and questioned how useful that comment actually was. "Bathroom is right here, connected to the room," Trixie finished her tour and plopped down on her bed.

  "You have a lot of guitars, blonde," Katya spoke while examining the various stringed instruments hanging on the wall. "Yeah! I write music sometimes, nothing special," Trixie spoke softly. "Nothing special? I can guarantee if I tried one of those out, hell would freeze over," Katya assures the blonde. "Also, booze? You mentioned earlier," She nudged Trixie in the arm. "Follow me," Trixie winked at Katya. She felt heat rising to her cheeks but kept her smug look on her face to try and hide it.

  Trixie mixed together some fruity drinks for her and Katya. She slid Katya's across the counter and proceeded to down hers. "Ooh wow barbie's a heavyweight huh?" Katya smirked as she sipped on hers. "I am, WAY bigger than you. Let me get to the same level as you," She mixed up another and slowly drank this one. 

  About three drinks later for Katya and god knows how many for Trixie, they had an upbeat pop radio channel blaring in the background while they, tipsily, danced together. Katya wrapped her arms around Trixie's neck and brought herself closer to the barbie. "I really like you," Trixie spoke choppily into Katya's ear. Katya looked up to the taller girl and smiled wildly. "I think you are fabulous honey," Katya deepened her voice while she let the sentence flow out. Trixie giggled, really hard, blushing like crazy. Katya watched this occur flashing her perfect teeth, Trixie was so beautiful. Even when she's drunk as hell.  "I need another smoke babe," Katya told Trixie and headed outside.

  Trixie followed Katya and sat next to her. She watched carefully as Katya would take long drags of the cigarette, then how she'd let it all out. So attractive. Katya pulled Trixie closer and wrapped her arm around her while finishing up. "I hope you don't mind," Katya spoke softly and calmly. "I- uh, No not at all," Trixie began to blush barbie pink. She noticed Katya looked at her cheeks, and smirked at her. Barbie girl over her was losing it. She buried her head into Katya's shoulder, she actually really liked this girl. They've barely known each other for a week and yet, it felt like a lifetime. She felt so comfortable with the girl who was almost a stranger to her.

  Katya put out the cigarette against the concrete and lifted Trixie's head up so their eyes could meet. She felt as if she was staring into Trixie's soul. The most perfect girl sat in front of her. So girly, curvy and incredibly fashionable. Almost the exact opposite of herself. She placed her hands on Trixie's cheeks, causing Trixie to blush even more. She pulling her in close and brought her lips to the gorgeous girl's. 

  Trixie hesitated for a moment, but then she moved her lips along with Katya's. Putting her hand on the back of Katya's neck, she deepened the kiss. So many thoughts moved through Trixie's mind at that moment, but somehow when she'd focus back on the russian, she felt at peace.

a/n

yOu fuckers. i hope u liked this ! it's a lil short but u know i'm trying okAy. i think i might start another trixya fic soon,, a stereotypical highschool one... i just love those so much i might try writing one. maybe!

~beaux