Author's note:
Sometimes, it's nice to take a break from the main #meddison ship for some Mertina. Hope you enjoy it! Yay femslash! Spoilers through Grey's Anatomy seasons four and five ish.
This fic is in gratitude for all of the wonderful fans of 'Twisted Sisters' which someday I still do plan to continue in its own right.
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Before You Knew It Was Me
" If I kissed people, then I would kiss you," Cristina Yang says casually as her best friend, twisted sister, and person hands her the sparkle pager.
Her voice rings in her ear, and Cristina's never felt more cared for than in that moment.
Meredith knew exactly what she needed before even she did, and that's a rarity for Cristina.
And in this case, she doesn't mind, because Meredith is someone with whom she doesn't have to have all the answers.
Before Meredith can give her another answer, she's groaning and Cristina's comment and raising her arms over her head and pressing a pillow down into her face.
"What, does the idea of kissing me make you that grossed out?" Cristina teases lightly, even though she's actually super insecure about it.
Cristina never thought about kissing Meredith before this very moment, and when she'd said it, it had been a joke.
But now that she had said it, and now Meredith might have something to say about it, she suddenly feels a preemptive loss for this kiss she's suggested but that hasn't actually happened yet, and might never ever happen if Meredith never takes off the pillow from up above her face.
"No, no," Meredith says reassuringly as she slides the pillow down. "It's not that-" Meredith promises.
"Are you sure, Mer?" Cristina says softly.
"Yeah," says Meredith. "It doesn't freak me out. It sounds... nice... actually..."
"But why did you put the pillow over your head then?" Cristina asks her.
"No reason," Meredith bites her lip a little.
"Mer, you're obviously lying here, and I thought we were going to not lie to each other!" Cristina protests.
"Okay..." Meredith concedes and finally slides the pillow back under her head.
"Okay?" says Cristina, still not receiving her answer to her burning question.
"Look, Cristina. The idea of kissing you doesn't disgust me... It makes me sort of... Curious... Y'know?" Meredith rambles, and Cristina releases the breath she never realized she'd been holding.
"Curious?" Says Cristina, trying not to sound as suddenly hopeful as she actually is.
"Yeah, curious. Like I wanna try it. Part of me wants to. To see what your lips would taste like. Feel like. To see what you'd feel like. But a bigger part of me doesn't want to mess up what we have. You're my best friend , Cristina. No matter what happens, I can always call you. And I don't want that to ever change..." says Meredith, reaching out gently to Cristina to run her hand along her shoulder.
"But what if this makes us even better friends?" says Cristina, strangely optimistically, which is way out of character for Cristina.
"You think it could make us even better friends?" Meredith asks, hopefully.
"Well, we're so close at this point that I don't think it could make us worse. Not if we promise each other it won't," says Cristina.
"But what if we're bad at kissing each other," says Meredith, humoring the idea, and Cristina, for this, is forever grateful.
