met-a-noia

Chapter 30

Amira slipped on her robe and sat back on her couch with a glass of wine in her hand as she switched on the TV and put on Supergirl. She crossed her legs, crisscross-applesauce style and watched as the "Girl Of Steel" zoomed past the screen, fighting her aunt Astra. The obsession she had with Melissa Benoist and Katie McGrath was insane, and it filled her siblings with much-needed worry.

"COME ONNNNN! That bitch Kara is in LOVE with you LENAAAAA!!! Open your damn eyes you bippity boppity bipolar bitch with beautiful emerald eyes!", Amira exclaimed frustratedly, melting into the couch with a huff and pout after blowing through season 2-3 in a matter of hours and 2-3 cups of wine.

With a groan she paused the show and looked at her phone, her eyes widening when she saw the time: 12:26am. "Jesus christ! Ive been watching this shit for 2 hours and fucking 40 minutes?!", Amira exclaimed, wide-eyed before she shrugged and hummed, "Two more episodes before I head off to bed".

"Are you sure thats a good idea?". Amira jumped off the couch with a yelp when she heard a chuckle behind her. "My my, and here I was going to offer to have some wine with you, but it seems you've jumped the gun love", Tarian said leaning against the opened sliding door that lead to the balcony, a wine bottle in her right hand and a bouquet of violets in her left. The royal wore light grey sweatpants and a loose white shirt revealing her bruised collarbones and shoulders. Amira panted, an exasperated sigh leaving her lips as she held her hand to her heart.

"Tarian! Good lord almighty, you gave me a heart attack!"

"Good, that means my element of surprise is exemplary"

"Girl... im going to kill you", Amira snarled, faking anger. Tarian smirked and pushed off the sliding door, setting the wine down as she approached her and handed her the violets. Amira stared at the beautiful flowers in awe, looking at Tarian only to be met with warm hazel eyes. "Tarian.. you didnt have to", Amira whispered, her eyes stinging with blissful tears.

Tarian smiled and leaned forward, her hand cupping the soft caramel skin of her cheek and said, "Of course I do, you're special to me". Amira grinned and placed a gentle hand on the taller woman's chest and got on her tippy toes to press a kiss to her cheek.

Tarian felt her cheeks heat up, as rosy streaks crossed her cheeks. Amira chuckled and walked over to her kitchen counter, grabbing a tall container and filled it with water, before gently dropping the violets in the water. Tarian noticed the robe and hummed mischievously, "That robe looks amazing on you".

Amira looked over her shoulder and flipped her off, "I know, but no touching". Tarian put her hands up in defense and said, "No touching, got it". Amira rolled her eyes and walked over to the couch and plopped down next to Tarian. "Im so tired", Amira says with a small yawn as she put her head on Tarian's shoulder. Tarian kissed the side of her head and whispered, "Go to sleep love"

"Didnt you have something planned?"

"Eh sort of, but thats not important now"

"But you snuck in, just for it so I'd say it's kinda important"

"No, its not.. sleep okay?"

"Why?"

"Dont be stubborn, I know you're tired"

"Eh, I cant argue with you on that one"

"I know you cant, im right like that you know?"

"Mhm, right. Anyways though, will you be here when I wake up?"

"Yeah, I will"

"Okay...", Amira whispered giddily as she closed her eyes and let the exhaustion set in. Tarian smiled, feeling as Amira fell asleep almost spontaneously against her. Tarian grabbed the remote and shut off the TV, repositioning her and Amira son that Amira's head laid on her chest, and her strong arms were wrapped around the other woman's hips. Tarian's eyes shutting, making the young royal realize how emotionally and physically drained she was at that moment, and the person who made her realize this was sleeping against her chest.

Tarian soon found herself drifting away into a deep sleep, along with Amira...

To be continued...