Sarah Paulson character multi-pairing oneshots

Love Is Touching Souls (Delia x Mina x R)

Moonlight leaked into your vision as your eyes fluttered under its spotlight, bathing in the luminescence of your bedroom. You blinked rapidly, scanning your body for the touch of your wives as they lay on either side of you. Delia's face was on your pillow, sharing your space and breathing you in.  Her eyes were fluttering, a clear sign of the vibrant dream she was having despite the serenity that shrouded her sleeping form. Mina had pressed herself firmly against you, melting against every bend in your body with an arm thrown over your waist, determined that you would not leave her grasp until the sun rose. Sleep was her favourite time of day, when she could leave behind the outside world and strip herself of her outward demeanour, settling back into the tenderness she reserved for the confines of your shared bedroom.

Along with the weight of her arm against your skin, there was another sensation you were less familiar with, the weight of a dull ache that had settled in your bones and pounding against your skull, causing you to whimper as you registered the pain you were in. Your eyes squinted closed with each thrum against your head and a burning rippled up from your stomach, rising in your throat and erupting from your mouth as you choked on air, a series of coughs shaking your body as you fought to catch your breath.

Your eyes had fallen closed as you struggled but you felt the shift in the bed and the bright light of the bedside lamp forced your eyes tighter, ducking your head down out of the light, "sweetheart, sweetheart." Delia whispered, an attempt to rectify your discomfort before Mina was roused from her peaceful, painless sleep. She laid a hand on your head, stroking your hair and asking you to breathe, though oxygen escaped you still. She shifted closer, slightly panicked at the rapid transition from sleeping to awake, dragged from her dreams to the turmoil that sat at her side.

She clutched the glass of water on the bedside table, dragging you to sit up against the pillows despite your protests, and you left Mina's grip to crawl into hers, resting your head against her chest as she brushed your hair from your face where it had stuck with sweat provoked by your illness. You gulped shakily, some of the water escaping your mouth and dribbling down your chin where she swept at it with her finger.

You pushed the glass away, another bout of coughing taking over you as you writhed in her lap, whining at the aching in your body and the chill that had erupted on your skin, drawing up goosebumps all over you. This time the disturbance had roused Wilhemina, who rubbed her eyes to soothe the stinging of the light that broke into her vision, several hours earlier than she would have liked. She sat up, wincing at the pain in her back brought on by several hours without moving, though that meant nothing now; she was distracted by the sight of you whimpering in pain, "what's happening? What's going on?" She looked towards Cordelia, brow furrowed with concern for you as she shuffled across the mattress, settling herself in your spot against the headboard where her back could still be supported. "She's sick." Delia mumbled, kissing your head as you cried at the confirmation of what you feared to be true.

There was a heavy sigh, a shaking exhale as she watched you writhe, "oh no, no we need to get her better, Cordelia does she need a doctor?" Mina instantly wound herself into a worry, instantly catastrophizing your weak form as she watched the tears that streamed down your face as you trembled against the supreme's chest, concern weighing on her like a lead weight.  She had always been one to deny help, any pain was tolerable unless it was absolutely necessary to seek a doctor, but when it came to you, her little one, Wilhelmina crumbled. Never before had she loved someone as much as she did you and Cordelia, and it ached more than the white heat of her knotted spine ever would to watch either of you in any discomfort.

"She's okay, Mina, just the flu I think." Cordelia turned her attention back to you, cradling your head as she pulled your face away from her chest to scan your features, "we're gonna sleep it off, okay honey?"