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Sydney pulled open her apartment door with a sigh, her bored look quickly turning to one of shock.
“Kristie?” she asked incredulously eyes comically wide as they took in the blonde forward standing in her doorway backpack slung over her strong shoulders.
“I was watching YouTube clips last night…” was the reply Syd got before the blonde brushed past her into the apartment.
Stunned to silence the brunette forward followed dumbly “ok….” She muttered as they reached the lounge that Sydney had come from moments earlier.
The TV paused halfway through mean girls, Boss lying sound asleep on the sofa.
“Did you find someone?” Kristie asked expectantly
Sydney was confused, more than confused she was dumbfounded by her besties behaviour and her expression must have shown it because the blonde sighed before continuing.
“Happy valentine’s day from the US women’s national team, the video clip on YouTube”
Sydney nodded finally beginning to get with the programme “Ok, what about it?”
The blondes hands flew up in exasperation, this only confusing Sydney further as her friend was never this animated.
“Do you know what the date is Syd?!” she asked in frustration a growl leaving her lips when her best friend shrugged “I don’t know, the 14th?”
Kristie nodded “It’s valentine’s day Syd…”
Sydney nodded “I know what day it is Kris, what I don’t know is what exactly you’re asking me?”
“Eight days Syd, to find a boyfriend… did you find one?” the blonde suddenly looked a little desperate her grey eyes begging Sydney to understand.
So much so that the brunette took a step forwards subconsciously seeking to comfort her friend, her best friend.
“No, of course not Kris, I was fooling around… Is that why you’re here, in Seattle, to ask me that?”
The blonde shook her head “No I came for something…”
Sydney didn't think she could get any more frustrated “What Kris!? What did you come for, because I sure as hell don’t know and I’m really confused and more than a little worried right now! So please stop being so cryptic and just tell me!”
“You…” the blonde held her gaze grey meeting chocolate “I came for you…”
Sydney’s anger melted instantly, all the confusion gone now replaced with uncertainty “Me?”
“You, I got on a plane to Seattle for you, to make sure that the clip was a joke.” The blonde was suddenly scared as she eyed her bestie who was unmoving.
A few seconds of silence that felt longer passed “Syd, talk to me?” the blonde’s voice was small, uncertain.
“Well I’m here Kris…” she whispered back, the blondes head tilted to the side slightly in a typical Kristie show of confusion.
“You said you came for something…” Sydney added the head tilt disappearing as the blonde seemed to register what was being said.
There was a line in their friendship one that had been toed frequently, never crossed.
Kristie cared for that line no more.
The blonde surged forward all of a sudden, seeming to catch Sydney slightly off guard as the smaller forwards hands flew to grip Kristie’s Nike jacket to steady herself from the sudden intrusion of space.
Kristie’s hand sunk underneath the brunette’s loose plait tangling in the soft locks on her neck the other sliding to a warm hip, pulling Sydney into her chest.
The other forwards hands still clinging to Kristie’s jacket getting trapped between them as her head tilted up to meet the blondes lips with her own.
No more words were spoken; none were needed, not anymore.
Sydney’s sharp intake of breath allowed Kristie to slip her tongue into the smaller forwards mouth, instantly deepening the embrace.
The brunette’s fists tightening around Kristie’s collar, pulling her closer, impossibly so, they stumbled at the brunette’s sharp tug to the blonde’s jacket.
They fell, hard. Their lips didn't break apart not for a second as Kristie settled atop the brunette, between her legs which bent around the back of Kristie’s legs, their hips pressed tightly together.
Kristie’s hand left Sydney’s neck, finding the other hip and squeezing, hard, before both hands disappeared up the brunette’s tank, palms meeting hot flesh.
Sydney managed to somehow slip the Nike jacket off of the blonde, making short work of both their tanks.
It didn't take a genius to figure out where this was going; the only noises that filled the apartment for the next hour were moans of pleasure and sighs of release.
It wasn't until they lay panting, in the same position on the floor as they had fallen in only this time stark naked, sweaty and completely limp, did Sydney feel the need to break the silence.
“I think I have carpet burn on my ass Kris…”
Laughter came from Kristie at the comment from where her head was buried in the brunette’s neck, the vibrations making Sydney shudder slightly.
“I hope so…” was the answer this in turn made Sydney burst into impromptu giggles.
“Sorry for being weird before Syd…” Kristie muttered against a tanned neck, the blonde felt the forward underneath her shrug.
“If this is the outcome every time you’re weird Kris, then I’m totally ok with that…”