Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love...
Hello my pretties! So sorry for the delay but don't worry; i think this LONG chapter would make you forgive me! by the way we're way passed the 1K milestone, thank you so much i love you all😭. anyway, ENJOY!
A/N: Listen to "she" by Elvis Costello while reading this chapter.
⚠️ WARNING: +18 CONTENT!
"Well...now what?"
Unfortunately, Şahika's stomach chose that moment to gurgle quite loudly, and she tried to cover her face with her arm in an attempt to hide the flaming heat in her cheeks.
"I haven't eaten since lunch today," she muttered in explanation.
"Şahika!" Ender frowned slightly, scandalized.
"I was a bit...upset earlier," Şahika shrugged half-heartedly.
"Oh," Ender placed her palm in the middle of her chest. "Let me rectify that."
Slipping down from the bed, she padded barefoot into the other room to dial the phone. "I'd like to place an order for room service... Yes, I know it's almost midnight... Yes, room number 1025... I want..." at this, she paused and looked expectantly over at Şahika, who was still lingering on the bed.
The brunette felt her heart warm at the sweet gesture, and she stood up from the bed and walked back into the main lounge area. "Uhm... Cheeseburger with fries?"
Ender shook her head fondly and placed the order, adding one for herself as well. While she was waiting, Şahika sat on the couch and tucked her feet up underneath her. After Ender hung up, she joined Şahika and sat so their knees touched. Şahika felt a shiver run down her body, she still could feel ender's touch on her body, plus both of them still being naked also helped a lot. 'Speaking of naked. We should both go and put a robe on or something. The room service is going to be here soon'. She thought.
Interlacing their fingers, both women quietly admired how well their hands fit together.
"Şahika, let's eat first, and then we'll continue our conversation," Ender squeezed her hand in reassurance. "I promise."
***
When the dishes were finally empty and scattered on the table in front of the couch, the two women fell into a contemplative silence. They had spent their shared dinner making small talk and exchanging shy glances at each other.
"Thank you, Ender, for the food," Şahika let out a breath and leaned back.
"Yes," Ender looked at her tenderly. "Hopefully, we are now both more prepared to engage in this conversation with an open mind, and an..." she smiled at Şahika, "open heart."
"I am," the brunette's breath caught at the words she had spoken to H all those months ago, and reached for the older woman's hand.
Ender looked down, seemingly taking a moment to marvel at the perfect way their hands fit together. Then she looked up and took a deep breath. "Şahika, I want to be as honest and open with you as I can." Blue eyes met brown ones, and Şahika could feel the unconscious twitch in Ender's fingers as she spoke. "I care about you, Şahika. Deeply."
Şahika opened her mouth to speak, but Ender gently shook her head. "I will have to get this all out, so don't interrupt until I'm finished." She squeezed the brunette's hand. "Please."
