sweetjamielee recommended your fic to me and I'm SO glad she did, because this is fantastic. You've characterized them dead-on, and I love how they're so comfortable and...not awkward.

“Kalinda, are we...?” The sentence could end a million different ways, and Alicia can’t think of a single one that isn't terrifying.

Kalinda blinks. There’s a frisson of something in her eyes, and then it’s gone. “Yes,” she shrugs after a pause, as if it should be obvious...

This is perfect. Seriously perfect. *squee*