Lea Michele handled most things quite well. She could belt out a twenty second note in front of an audience of thousands. She could snap into her on-screen persona Rachel Berry at the drop of a hat. She had once even bared her chest to hundreds of inhabits of New York City eight times a week. However the one thing that Lea Michele was not good at, was having nothing to do.

"Di?"

Dianna Agron looks up from her worn copy of Alice in Wonderland and turns to face the door where she had heard her best friends voice come from, "Yes, Lea?"

Taking this as an invitation the petite brunette launches herself into the blondes room and throws her body onto the bed in a graceful display of dramatics, landing on her stomach with her arms and legs covering most of the bed and half of Dianna. "I'm bored."

Dianna rolls her eyes at this statement. Taking off her reading glasses, she lets her gaze rake over the other woman's form. Her feet were bare and dangling off the bed. Not because she was tall by any means (Although she did have legs for days), but because she had landed perpendicular to the bed instead of parallel like a normal person (read Dianna) would lay. She continues her assessment from the brunettes calves up to the toned, tanned thighs that were silky smooth all the way to the bottom of the sinfully short black Soffes that barely covered the bottom of her ass. Which by the way, Dianna thought, is one of the best I've ever seen. From there, there was a little patch of skin between where the shorts stopped and where the purple tank top started, that left exposed a pair of adorable back dimples. Next the smooth curve of her back and the long, rich, chocolate locks hanging off the smaller girls shoulders-

"Would you stop that?" Dianna was interrupted from her analysis by the irked tone of her friend and quickly darted her eyes up to meet the expressive brown ones full of mirth staring back at her.

Knowing that she'd been caught and not even bothering to feign innocence the blonde sarcastically responds, "I hate you. And I hate your body."

Lea smirks as this is a game they often find themselves playing. "You're right. It must really be tough to be a tall, gorgeous blonde with excellent bone structure and perfect, glowing skin. Me," she says dramatically rolling onto her back and throwing her arm across her forehead in the style of a true thespian, "I am forced to overcompensate for my short stature with an ego that would rival Napoleons, and the inappropriate use of my womanly wiles to bend the wills of others."

Dianna laughs at the over-exaggeration of Lea's personality traits but doesn't disagree. She knows that the brunette exudes confidence wherever she goes and cares very little what others think about her. And everyone knows that the girl is a master flirt. The blonde often found herself thinking that if ever someone were in need of a real life siren, Lea would fit the bill. She very obviously had the beauty and the sex appeal, and much to Dianna's amusement, the small girl was very aware of this and often used it in her playful shenanigans.

"Oh Lea, I can't imagine why Theo would use those as reasons to break up with you. That sounds like a perfect mate to me." The blonde responds dryly.

Lea quickly scoffs. "Theo can suck my pinky. I don't understand why I couldn't have had a more handsome beard. I mean the guy looks like an ogre. Don't get me wrong, we had fun together! Well…sometimes. Kinda. Okay, not really. But I mean, those pictures of us in Hawaii, and his disgusting stomach…"

The blonde, always the day dreamer and having heard this speech before, quickly tuned out of the conversation. She knew that by beard, Lea was referring to FOX's suggestion that she maintain a boyfriend for a while to keep questions about her sexuality off the table. You would think that since they work for the gayest of all the unicorns both her and Lea could come clean about their bi-sexuality, but since Glee was such a gay-loving show the producers thought it would be better to have only one token gay actor. Lucky Chris for snagging that role. Not to mention Heather and Naya who are actually in a relationship together and forced to keep it under wraps-

"Dianna."

"Hmm?" She'd been caught again. Lea only used her full name when reprimanding.

"When did you zone out?"

"When you began talking about Theo's stomach."

"Fair enough." Lea sighs while once again repositioning herself to lay on her side propping her head up with her hand. "I miss this. Why did you move out again?"

Dianna chuckles, "Because you chose to keep two wild animals over your very best friend." She smiles wider when Lea laughs.

"I hardly think that two innocent kittens constitute as wild animals. Plus Sheila loves you."

The blonde watched as the other girl fought back a smile. "My allergies hated her. And I'm pretty sure our make-up crew came to hate her too." She sighed when the brunette's full lips turned into a pout before quickly adding, "But I do miss her."

This quickly rectified the situation as the smile returned to Lea's face and she quickly crawled up the bed to lay her chin on Dianna's stomach, looking up into the beautiful hazel eyes that were full of shining flecks of gold. Lea wasn't unaware that the friendship she shared with the blonde was unconventional, but by now she couldn't imagine it any other way. Everyone knew that both she and Dianna were very touchy people. And once you put the two of them together, well of course it would turn into nothing short of a petting fest. Their fans had even come up with the adorable pseudonym of Achele and one afternoon, while bored on set, her and Di had watched all the YouTube videos declaring that they shared a forbidden romance. While endearing, everyone who knew she and the blonde knew there was no semblance of a relationship there. Not to say she'd never kissed the blonde or anything of the likes before because yes, drunken adults in their 20's do still play truth or dare. She just couldn't imagine the beautiful woman underneath her as anything other than her best friend. They would always flirt and touch each other, but there was no way anything serious would ever happen here.

"Are you sleeping with your eyes open again?" She hears Dianna ask quietly.

Rolling her eyes, she abruptly sits up leaving her hands on the blonde's stomach. "That was ONE time! God, it's not like I do that every night!"

Dianna laughed breathily before pulling back the covers next to her and indicating for Lea to slide in. "I'm assuming that since we have to be up and ready for interviews in six hours and you still aren't back at your apartment, you're staying here tonight. So get in because I'm tired."

"Yes mother." Lea says snidely before sliding in next to the blonde and getting comfortable, slightly excited for the next day since interviews were one of her favorite things about being famous.

"Lucky you…" Dianna retorts while reaching over and turning off the light. "Your mom is totally a MILF."

A/N: This is my very first fic and I would really love to know what you guys think about it! It's un-beta'd so I'm sorry for any mistakes, but let me know if you think I should keep going. Please and Thank You!

A/N 2: I don't own Glee, FOX, Soffes, or Lea Michele or Dianna Agron. Unfortunately.