"See you the way I do."

oh mon amour

"I'm not doing that"
"Babe pleeeeease"
"No...hey...you can whine and try to buy me with your sexy ass but that's not going to work"
"Mmm...are you sure about that"
It was late in the evening, the both of you had gotten to sleep a few moments ago and Cordelia was already straddling you with her back to your front and pressing her ass against your lap. Your hands had found her neck from that angle she was flush against you which you couldn't deny it made you very hot
"No.. you won't get me to agree this easily...no matter how much I want to take you right here like this" you told her as a warning before squeezing her neck gently, and making her face you.
"Y/n i just want to hear it once .."
"Just because I'm french doesn't mean I know 'la vie en rose' by heart jeez"
"So you don't know the song"
" I do, but I won't sing it"
"I just want to hear you sing a french song for me"
She wined as she buried her face in your neck. "It'll help me fall asleep"
"And since when do you need that to fall asleep Cordelia"
"It's been a hard day okay..I...i just want someone to make me feel safe...please y/n.."
Cordelia was always so strong for everybody else, and you were the only one she let herself be this fragile with.
Her soft voice and the sweet strokes she was making with her fingers on your nape was enough for you to give in.
"...fine...but I want to sing you something else"
"Okay... whatever you want y/n"
"Here...lay down on my shoulder"
You both scooded down so you could sleep, and you began while playing with her hair.
Bien sûr, nous eûmes des orages
Vingt ans d'amour, c'est l'amour fol
Mille fois tu pris ton bagage
Mille fois je pris mon envol
Et chaque meuble se souvient
Dans cette chambre sans berceau
Des éclats des vieilles tempêtes
Plus rien ne ressemblait à rien
Tu avais perdu le goût de l'eau
Et moi celui de la conquête

Mais mon amour
Mon doux, mon tendre, mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour
Je t'aime encore tu sais
Je t'aime

Moi, je sais tous tes sortilèges
Tu sais tous mes envoûtements
Tu m'as gardé de pièges en pièges
Je t'ai perdue de temps en temps
Bien sûr tu pris quelques amants
Il fallait bien passer le temps
Il faut bien que le corps exulte
Finalement, finalement
Il nous fallut bien du talent
Pour être vieux sans être adultes

Oh, mon amour
Mon doux, mon tendre, mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour
Je t'aime encore, tu sais
Je t'aime

Et plus le temps nous fait cortège
Et plus le temps nous fait tourment
Mais n'est-ce pas le pire piège
Que vivre en paix pour des amants
Bien sûr tu pleures un peu moins tôt
Je me déchire un peu plus tard
Nous protégeons moins nos mystères
On laisse moins faire le hasard
On se méfie du fil de l'eau
Mais c'est toujours la tendre guerre

Oh, mon amour
Mon doux, mon tendre, mon merveilleux amour
De l'aube claire jusqu'à la fin du jour
Je t'aime encore tu sais
Je t'aime
By the end she was sound asleep, but you could feel your arm wet from the few tears she shed. You snuggled closer giving her a quick peck on the lips before mumbling "oh...cordelia, my love, my sweet, my tender, my Wonderful love, I love you still you know, I love you...sweet dreams baby"
She rolled back in her sleep, you pressed her tightly against your front, her body fitting yours completely, like two pieces of the same puzzle finally coming together, your breath synchronized and your mind slowly drifting off to slumber.