#i was binge watching queer eye so don't judge me too much

[be-more-chill-evan-hansen]

52 with newsbians?

“So…are you guys a thing, or…?”

Pairing: Katherine and Sarah

Warnings: none

I’m not too big on it but I’ve procrastinated long enough so here it is. 

Sarah didn’t have to wonder why she always found herself staring at Katherine. It started out as stolen glances from across the room. Then, it escalated to what she was doing now: flat-out staring at her in the middle of class. Of course, she would look away before Katherine caught her, but how could she not look at Katherine? She was beautiful. Funny, too, not to mention. Sarah was just obsessed with the idea of Katherine as her girlfriend. She knew, though, that Katherine wouldn’t feel the same way. Still, being friends with her wasn’t so bad, was it?

Katherine was waiting for class to be over so she could hang out with her friends. The last class of the day always felt like the longest. She just wanted to see everyone at Jacobi’s like she always did. Jack, Davey, Race, Sarah…especially Sarah. Katherine liked Sarah. She found it easier to be in Sarah’s company compared to the others. They were honestly too rowdy for her sometimes. Sometimes, though, she did like to join in the fun. Other times, they were too much. Sarah, though, was always up to going somewhere else when that happened. Lately, though, she started acting weird and flaked out. 

When the bell rang, Sarah shot out the door. She made it halfway down the hallway before Katherine caught up with her. 

“Hey, Sarah,” Katherine said, trying to get Sarah to talk to her. “What’s the plan for this afternoon?”

Sarah shifted in her shoes. “Um…studying.”

“Need some help?”

Sarah shook her head. “I’m fine. You should catch up with the others.” She went to walk away, but Katherine caught her arm.

“Why have you been so awkward with me lately?” Katherine asked. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No,” Sarah said, shaking her head. “It’s not you, it’s just….”

“Just what?” Katherine watched how shaky Sarah was. She never acted like this before. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Forget I said anything.” Sarah tried to walk again but was once again stopped by Katherine.

“Sarah, what’s wrong? You can talk to me.”

Sarah, rather defeatedly, gave in to Katherine’s offer. “Can we not do it here?”

“Of course,” Katherine agreed, following Sarah to her car. She got in the passenger side and waited for Sarah to get in before speaking again. “So what’s up?”

Sarah sat on her shaky hands. “Lately, the reason I’ve been so…flakey…is because….” She let out a dejected sigh.

“Go on,” Katherine said.

“I like you, okay?” She said softly, almost as if she was scared of saying it.

Katherine, though surprised, was relieved to hear that it wasn’t something she did. She did, however, feel sad that Sarah didn’t think she could come to her sooner.

“And,” Sarah continued, “I just didn’t want you to not feel the same way.” She kept her head down.

Katherine felt bad that Sarah was scared the way she was. She leaned over and hugged her friend. “Of course I feel the same way, Sarah. How could I not?”

Sarah wrapped her arms around Katherine, hugging her back. “Really?”

“Really.” Katherine pulled back, and she looked into Sarah’s eyes. She smiled, taking into account how close their lips were. 

Sarah noticed the distance between their faces and smiled back, meeting her eyes. She saw Katherine lean in ever so slightly as if she was making sure Sarah was okay with it. She happily leaned in and met Katherine’s lips. Her worries of rejection faded and she felt the joy inside of her flourish.

Katherine smiled into Sarah’s lips. “So you think we should tell the others or wait for them to figure it out?”

“Let’s go meet up with them and see how long it takes.” Sarah started the car and drove to Jacobi’s, the group’s unofficial hang-out spot. She pulled into the parking lot and parked the car. “Let’s go,” she said, hopping out of the car. She grabbed Katherine’s hand and pulled her inside. “Hey, guys,” she said.

“Hey, Sarah,” Jack said, completely oblivious to Katherine and Sarah holding hands. “You’re peppier than you’ve been in a while.”

Sarah ran up to Davey, letting go of Katherine’s hand. “Hello, baby brother.”

Davey, who was obviously not used to her dramatic affection, furrowed his eyebrows. “H-hello?”

“Seriously, what has you all happy and stuff?” Race asked, stealing a sip of coke from Spot’s glass. He avoided Spot’s hand. “The last time anyone was this happy was when I won that lottery a few months ago.“ 

“You got $25 Race,” Finch teased. “You didn’t win.” 

Race stared at his friend. “I got money, so I won.” 

Finch rolled his eyes. “Seriously, though, Sarah. What has you in such a good mood. You haven’t been like this in forever. What changed?” 

“Nothing,” Sarah said, sitting down in a chair. “Just in a better mood today.” 

Katherine sat beside her and pulled her phone out. She picked her legs up and swung them onto Sarah’s lap. She was teasing them now, trying to get them to get what was going on. 

Sarah, who knew what Katherine was up to, tried to discreetly observe all of their faces. She scrolled through her phone as well, occasionally taking glances to see if they caught on. 

Katherine grew frustrated after 10 minutes and walked to the bathroom. Once Katherine was gone, Romeo spoke up. “So…are you two a thing, or…?” 

“Shut up,” Race said, rolling his eyes at Romeo. He looked at Sarah, expecting her agreement, but saw her grin. His eyes widened. “Shut up!” 

“About time,” Albert said. “When did that happen?”

Sarah laughed. “Like, 20 minutes ago.”

Race leaned in, almost falling off of his chair. “Details. Now.”

Sarah was getting ready to speak, but Katherine walked back into the room. She pulled Katherine’s chair closer to her. “We’re busted.” 

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Race demanded.

“Because it literally just happened!” Katherine responded. “We literally walked in here holding hands. Not even 20 minutes ago–.” She stopped herself.

Race sat up. “Oh hell no. You have to tell us now.”

“Let’s not,” Davey suggested. “I don’t want to hear what my sister does in her free time.”

Sarah looked at her brother. “If I actually cared enough, I would get up and slap you.” When he stuck his tongue out, she laughed and met it with her finger.

“Woah, Sarah!” Spot exclaimed. He pointed at Race. “Children present.”

Race faked being hurt and slapped his boyfriend on the shoulder. “You’ve done worse things in front of me. Don’t even start that ‘children present’ crap.”

“That’s it,” Davey said. “Can we please get off this subject?”

Katherine laced her fingers in Sarah’s. “Yes, please.”

Race is the #1 Kath/Sarah shipper and you can fight me on it. You have to pry that idea out of my cold dead hands.

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