Olivia

You notice your own pulse furiously speeding in your body. You feel it. And for a moment you can feel every atom in your body. That's when you realize the truth. You think about her all the time. Every cell in your body seem to vibrate because of her. Everything seems so natural. Everything looks like biology to you. You know it can only be because of her.

Because of Olivia.

"I love you too, Ollie." you say as you give her a warm hug.
Olivia starts to cry again, finally being able to shed her inhibitions.
She turns around in your arms and you now look at each other, Olivia's eyes filled with tears, and you kind of feel that you are also on the verge of bawling.
"Do you mean it?" she asks for absolute certainty.
"Of course I do, sweetie." you reassure her.
"S-sweetie?" she repeats.
"You'd rather I call you something else?" you teasingly reply: "Honey? Love? Baby? Buttermuffin? The person who incidentally is of the same sex as me, and who my brain produces dopamine in response to the sight of, so much to the point where we have made an internal contract that prohibits us from getting romantically involved in third parties?"
"Sweetie is fine, gorgeous." she chuckles.
"Gorgeous?"
"Yeah, would you rather I called you sexy?"
"Ollie, you can call me anything."
"Anything, butthead?" she teases.
"Anything. You can do anything you like."
"What if I really want to kiss you."
"Then I won't stop you... sweetie."

Your lips move together. Your tongues dissect every inch of each others mouths. Thorough empirical research is important in science, after all. As the tongues clash in a way that can only be described as the same way giraffes fight each other in combat, you taste every drop of her saliva, and you are loving every flavour. Eu-fucking-reka!

"How are we going to tell Vanessa?" you ask after your lips have parted.
"Vanessa and I talked about this yesterday, remember? She knew that this could happen, just as I knew the opposite could. She will be sad, but she will get over it. The important thing is that we are there for her." she replies.
"You're right." you agree.

Vanessa enters through the main door just a couple of minutes after. As both Ollie and you nervously scratch your neck, Vanessa knows everything there is to know.
"Vee, I-" Ollie starts but quickly gets interrupted.
"Congratulations!" Vee exclaims in delight. The delight might be forced, but if so it's convincing enough for you to be uncertain.
"Y-you're not mad?" Ollie asks.
"Of course, I'm not mad!" Vee says in a comforting tone: "I'm super sad, and a bit disappointed in myself, but I can't think of two people more deserving to be together than you two. I'm just happy that the two most important women in my life can find happiness."
You can't help but have mixed feeling about all of this.
"Vee, are you sure that we sho-" you get cut off.
"Asta, it's like I told you at the soccer match. Ollie and I played against each other in this match for your love. Ollie shoots, she scores, and therefore she won. Despite all of this, however, at the end of the day we are all on the same team. I love Ollie as my sister. I love you, but you don't love me in the same way, however, I hope that over time you will love me in the same way I love Olivia. As family."
"I already do." you say as you give Vee a friendly hug.
"Thank you." she replies.

Getting that out of the way was pretty nice.

"There is a welcoming thing going on at a local women's soccer club today, and I have kinda signed up." Vee speaks up: "I was thinking of going there now, and have a chat, and maybe start getting in some soccer practice again. I have been missing out."
"Cool, that sounds like a great idea. If there are any payments required for anything, just tell me, and I'll sort it out for you."
"Why, thank you Asta."
"Anything for family." you reply.
"So..." Vee fidgets: "It's a bit far away, and it says that it will take two hours, so I'll probably be gone for about three hours, so if you two wanted to do something together that you, as a new couple, would maybe feel embarrassed about having me around for, you could maybe do that in my absence and stuff..."
Wow. Subtle.
You and Ollie both chuckle, closely followed by some blushing, as you look at each other.
Vanessa packs her stuff, and gives you a goodbye before leaving the apartment.

Ollie looks at you, biting her lower lip before stammering: "So... uhmm... how about we upgrade our biology session to an advanced class?"
That line might have worked, if Olivia didn't stutter every single word.