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The Olympic village was quiet, but still alive with life. A snow storm was quickly blowing in, so athletes of all kind were hold up in their room, or using the large and very well equipped gym. Or, some deciding to fuck training for the night and headed to the great arcade that was set up.

And though Y/n really wanted to forget about everything, she really needed to talk to Jessie. Otherwise, their on again off again relationship might stay off again, forever. And Y/n was too in love with the Canadian soccer play to give her up. "Y/n?" Popping her head up, the figure skater gave a small smile to her friend.

"Sorry. What's up?" Heidi gives a soft smile.

"You should go talk to her. Tell her everything you practiced with me. If you wait, it's only gonna get worse." Y/n knew the woman was right, and gave a nod.

Grabbing her phone - the problem that's causing all the trouble - and slipping on her shoes, Y/n told her roomie she'd be back later, or soon. If Jessie told her to just leave.

She passed multiple athletes, who wide-eyed her, but simply ignored them and walked right by. Taking a deep breath, Y/n knocked on the door in front of her, then waited. Thankfully, Jessie was the one that opened the door. A small smile coming to the woman's lips as she stepped back and opened the door wider.

Of course, she wasn't alone in her room. Though there was really on two beds - well, her room only had two beds - about half her team was bunched up in the room. Y/n stopped, frozen in her spot, but gave an awkward smile. "I can tell them to leave."

"No no, it's fine." Y/n looks up at Jessie, giving a small hesitant smile. "I love you. And with all the shit that's been happening, I just needed to let you know again, that I am so fucken in love with you, that I'd rather be old and lonely, then live without you. And no, this isn't a proposal. We went through that phase already, and I'm pretty sure we aren't ready for that again, because getting engaged doesn't fix anything. I'm sorry for the yells and fights, for blaming your insecurities for not trusting me, when I know I was being a total dick. And, you were right, I was talking to someone else, but it was for therapy. She's the one that convince me to do this." Y/n hands over the phone. "You can think I deleted anything so it looks like I'm lying, but I wouldn't do that. Not to you, never to you. I love you Jessie. You can message whoever you want, call anyone you want, I'm not hiding anything from you." The room goes quiet, which slightly scares her. But Jessie gives a small smile.

"I love you too. And though it's gonna take a bit of time, I do forgive you." The soccer player gently kisses her girlfriend's lips, telling her, once again, she loves her.

"Uh, I'll see you tomorrow. Oh, and my momma might text, so just ignore it. Also, the folder that has your name on it, thoseareournudes! Love you, bye!" Squeals erupt from the room once Y/n leaves the room, but feels a whole lot better, knowing that communication is the key to a healthy relationship.

Sorry if this was bad...