half a chance (and nothing more than that)
taylor fritz/jess pegula. (brief taylor/aryna and jess/aryna). post-uso24 final. nsfw. kind of a loser's room scenario, basically the aftermath of jess and taylor having agreed to things they wouldn't normally if they both lost the final, and then they both lose the final.
Taylor’s eyes drop to the floor momentarily, tracing a nonsensical pattern into the beige rug. “Don’t ask me how it went, Jess.” Her hand climbs to his shoulder, and for a moment her touch feels more sympathetic than anything else. Because I already know, Jess thinks. Even if she hadn’t been watching in the stands, she would know how it felt. Maybe she’s the only person in the world who does.
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