ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪꜱᴇ, America Chavez

ᴇᴘɪʟᴏɢᴜᴇ

It was an abnormally cold day in the sanctum, Theo was supposed to be helping her girlfriend learn more about sorcery but didn't want to move from her position near the fire to go find her. A few minutes later she sighed and finally went off to search for the girl, on her way past the jackets, Theo quickly grabbed one and put it on to try keep herself warm. 

It didn't take long to find America, the girl was sitting at a desk, reading a book on sorcery. Theo went up behind her and slowly wrapped her arms around the others waist, putting her head on her girlfriends shoulder, shivering.

America smiled, "You gave me a fright, mi amor." Theo let go as the other spinned her chair around to face her. The Latina girl smirked, and lightly pulled at the sleeves of the jacket her girlfriend was wearing.

"Is that my jacket?" She asked playfully.

It was only then that Theo noticed that the jacket she had put on was in fact America's signature jacket. She looked back at her, "Yes, it seems to be." She replied in a shivery voice, "I think I might keep it."

America smiled widely, "You better not, I love that jacket." Then took notice of Theo shivering and stood up to hug her, "More than you love me?" Theo questioned, jokingly.

"Maybe a little more."

Theo dramatically gasped and lightly shoved her girlfriend off her, "In that case, I won't be giving the jacket back." She couldn't help but smile as she spoke, America rolled her eyes playfully as she cupped the others face before kissing her softly. Her hand drifted to the back of Theo's head, getting lost in her blonde hair.

As they parted, they stayed close to one another, Theo rested her head on America's shoulder as she yawned. "You wanna just go to sleep?" America asked her lover as she gently trailed her hands over her girlfriends back.

Theo replied in a muffled voice, "Only if you go to bed with me." America smiled, "Of course."

Once the two had got ready for bed, they said goodnight to Stephen and went back up to Theo's room. Theo practically threw herself into the covers, America joining her.

Almost immediately, the blonde had her arms around the brunette's waist, holding her tightly. When Theo was sleeping, she was always very clingy, it was one of the things America loved about her. Theo would seem so badass and cold but whenever she was just with America, she would be very soft and gentle, almost vulnerable.

"Goodnight, mi amor." America whispered, kissing the girl on the head.

The blonde shuffled slightly before whispering back, "Goodnight, love."

It didn't take long before they were both sound asleep, peacefully, in each others arms.

Translations:

"Mi amor"

- "My love"

Theo will return...