i wanna be yours | clara x emily

nine

hello hello. very late morning update since i'm here studying my ass off for my midterms😴

y'all know by now that this isn't proofread✨

happy readings and stay safe besties! -salem🤍

TW: NSFW suggested, minimal cursing
word count: 3423

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Clara: "The heart can get really cold if all you've known is winter." Benjamin Alire Sáenz.

Emily got out of her car and made her way over to the restaurant. The cold November air was starting to get to Emily. She loved the cold. She preferred it over any of the summer months.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Emily reached into her pocket, praying that it wasn't Penelope that was calling her. But her worry quickly faded as she saw the name and answered it. "Hi, Clara."

"Hi, Emily," Clara said and had a tight lip smile. "You look nice in that black turtleneck."

Emily stopped in her tracks as the outfit Clara was describing was correct. She raised her eyebrow since Clara was not standing in front of her, nor did she see the brunette woman anywhere. She heard Clara's laughter ring out, and that's when Emily realized it was echoing. She looked up and saw Clara standing out in her balcony in nothing but shorts and a loose sweater.

"Clara Seger, are you crazy? Get inside! You're going to catch a cold," Emily said and shook her head. The brunette woman smiled softly as she retreated inside. Emily hung up the phone as she entered the restaurant. Clara walked out from the kitchen with an innocent smile on her face. "So it's bad when I wear a skirt in this weather but okay when you wear shorts?"

"Consider it even," Clara said and walked up to the raven-haired woman. She wrapped her arms tightly around Emily's neck. As a result, Emily buried her face into the warm crook of Clara's neck. "God you're freezing, Emily."

"You're so warm," Emily said softly as her eyes shut in contentment. Clara chuckled as she ran a hand through Emily's hair. The two women held each other in silence for a few minutes. The last thing either wanted was to scare the other away.

Both of them had no idea that the other would stay here forever if they were asked.

"I made some soup for us. I figured it'd be nice because of the sudden drop in temperature," Clara said and pulled her arms back slightly. Emily took this as a signal for her to let go, so she did. "I actually have a surprise waiting for you upstairs."

"I'm starting to notice that your love language is gift giving and acts of service," Emily said as Clara grabbed her hand. The brunette practically dragged her into the kitchen and up the stairs. Emily throughly enjoyed the utter bliss Clara was in as she smiled widely the entire time.

Once they were up the stairs, Emily knew exactly why Clara was excited. The brunette woman moved the couches off to the side to make room for the large blanket on the floor with several pillows and utensils scattered around it. Emily also noticed the electric fire place going on which was warming the room from the cold November air.

"You should know me by now. I made you something more than just soup," Clara said and looked over at Emily. The brunette woman leaned up on her toes, rocking herself as Emily smiled widely.

"I love it," Emily said and turned to look at Clara. "I couldn't think of a better way to be welcomed back into the city."

"Now you're just lying to me," Clara said and rolled her eyes. Emily placed her hand on Clara's hips and pulled her towards her. The two of them locked eyes as Emily's hand wandered on top of the thin material of Clara's shirt.