#bryvie

They have fun with so little lol

oooo now let's see how this turns out

68. “Uh oh, you’re listening to your extra-angsty playlist, I see.”

75. “You… You just kissed me.”

Brooke sighed and wiped her brow as she stepped out of the rehearsal room. It was a week from their showcase and Jesus Christ the choreographers were giving them no breaks. She had a solo which wasn’t a surprise considering she was the top senior dancer there. She walked back to a more communal waiting area where girls could warm up before their sessions.

It was early and a Sunday so no one was there for rehearsing to her knowledge. When she opened the door though, she was surprised to see Yvie laying on the floor with her headphones on. The music was blasting since Brooke could hear it from across the room. She recognized the song and sat down on little cubbies they had for shoes and such.

She leaned down and tapped at girls arm gently. Yvie cracked one eye open and groaned.

“You’re listening to your extra-angsty playlist I see.”

“Glad to know you’re not blind, ballerina.” The brunette lowered her music and pulled out one ear bud. “How did your rehearsal go?”

“Fine.” The blonde said as she started to stretch a little more. “Davenport is adding a lot of new stuff so I’m going to be here a lot more.”

Yvie nodded and had her hands behind her head. “You’ll be fine. Remember when you got the solo day of and took first.”

“You never let me forget it.” She smiled at her. “How’s your routine going?”

The brunettes eyes seemed to shift, dulling a bit and letting out a deep breath. “They cut it.”

“They did what?” Brooke looked at her in shock. “Why? They made an acro routine and you’re our only acro dancer.”

“I know.” Yvie sniffed, turning her head enough to not look at Brooke. “I couldn’t hit one of the tricks so I told them to cut it.”

“Oh Yvie.” The blonde shifted in her seat, closer to the brunette and laying on her stomach, her face over the other girls. “I’m so sorry.”

“It was a stupid back tuck. I fell flat on my face. I used to do them all the time but now it’s so hard.” She mumbled bitterly, her eyes starting to water. They didn’t talk about Yvies body slowing down, they were dancing to escape reality, not face it. But they both noticed the slow and subtle decline in her flexibility, how exhausted she was after routines and how battered and bruised she was after every time she danced.

The blondes heart broke seeing her like this. She hated seeing Yvie defeated when normally she was laughing like a damn demon and grinning like an idiot at some joke. She had so much in her and Brooke could see it every time she looked at her.

She got up from her seat and laid down next to her, eyes to eye, green looking at hazel. Yvie looked at her, holding back the urge to cry in front of her friend. “What’re you doing?” She said softly. A pale hand came up to tenderly hold her cheek and before Yvie knew it, Brooke kissed her.

Their lips were fluid and soft against each other, moving with a comforting heat. Her hand came up to the taller girls shoulder, holding on to make sure the moment was really happening. They pulled away with a pink settling into their cheeks and an easy smile on the blondes lips.

“You… you just kissed me.” Yvie whispered, in shock of what happened and trying to convince herself this wasn’t a dream.

“You’re more than a stupid back tuck, Yve.” Brooke said softly, her hand staying on the girls cheek. “You’re an amazing dancer.”

The younger girl smiled, eyes glassy again but for a different reason now. “Thanks Brookie.”

“Of course.” She smiled back. “Can I kiss you again?” She broke their eye contact, suddenly bashful and blushing a little more than normal. That made Yvie chuckle and nod, wrapping an arm around Brooke and pulling her closer.

the first one is like brooke and yvie (lesbian au) and they both go to like a private school, i think brooke is new and like super put together and yvie is like a bad girl, i remember vanessa was in it too but it was not a branjie fic

Brooke [eyerolling]: yeah... that's it, Nina, it's because I have a HUGE crush on Gigi.

Nina: [skeptically raising a brow]

Brooke: in fact, we fuck everyday, at noon.

Nina: [gasping]

Brooke [eyerolling again]: you're a moron.

-- Later, somewhere in the Race's studio...--

Brooke: [moaning]

Yvie: how are we on time?

Brooke: we're good

There's something in the way that Brooke ALWAYS support Yvie.