*Cordelia's POV*
After the incident in my office I transmuted us to y/n's room, so she wouldn't have to walk there by herself. The panic attack made her feel very weak and tired and I want her to rest and regain her strengths. The second her body touches the mattress her eyes close, being super tired.
"Sleep well," I say and place a kiss on her head. When I am about to leave her side, I feel her hand on my wrist.
"Please don't go..." she mumbles, suddenly alert from the sleepiness, "I know you have a lot of stuff to do, but can you stay until I fall asleep?"
I smile at her lovingly. It has been a while since someone asked me that. Usually it's younger girls who feel homesick on their first nights in the coven, but I can't stop myself from finding y/n's vulnerability very endearing.
"Of course," I whisper and take a seat on the edge of her bed, "I'll stay until you're in dreamland..."
"Thank you," she says after taking my hand with a weak thankful smile.***
*Y/N's POV*
I wake up in a foreign bed. It takes me some time to realize where I am and why. When I look at the alarm clock on the nightstand my eyes widen. It's 8 am. I slept through the whole day and night. Wait, what happened yesterday? I think as I frown. When the memory of the events of Delia's office get back to me I feel myself blushing. Oh god... I feel embarrassed. I accidentally exposed my out of control power to Delia, before experiencing a full-grown panic attack and then being a helpless crying mess. That's more weakness than I've shown to anyone, ever... I've always been confident around her, what if she doesn't find me attractive anymore, now that she has seen this side of me?
With an insecure feeling and a million thoughts running through my head, I decide to get ready and look for Delia. Walking to the bathroom in order to take a shower I realize that this is supposed to be 'home' now. I feel so small in this big bathroom and I wonder if I made the right choice. Everything here is new and I am not good with new things. But on the other hand Delia is here. During the whole process of getting ready I am debating with myself if I should stay here or go back to the club.
On my way down the stairs the girl named Madison crosses my way. I remember her being a little bitchy and she looks at me skeptical. Before she gets to walk away and leave me standing, I speak to her.
"Hey uhmm, do you know where Del- Ms Cordelia is?" I ask her and sound more insecure than I'd like to admit.
"She is probably in the greenhouse," she answers unimpressed, "God knows she spends half her life in there..." With that she leaves me standing. Great... how the fuck should I remember where the fucking greenhouse is? Fiona showed it to me the day I visited, but this property is a maze...
Predicting that the greenhouse probably has to be outside the house and somewhere in the garden I walk out the front door and look around. After a few instants I actually see some shed that could make a greenhouse. I get a little closer to the door and hear someone humming. It doesn't take me even a second to recognize that beautiful voice. Delia.
As silently as possible I open the door and get in. There she is, standing with her back towards me and I take a minute to enjoy the view before she notices me. She is completely lost in thought, in her element, while addressing all the plants that I couldn't even name, let alone take care of.
My gaze wanders down from her beautiful long blond hair, to her amazing curves and her sexy behind, down to her long slim legs until I land on her feet. Where she wore black high heels yesterday, there's now a pair of rubber boots with a floral pattern. I can not hold back the reflex to let out a sexy whistle on this. She spins around and clutches her chest, startled. She seems jumpy, easy to scare.
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Incognitus / Cordelia Fanfiction
FanfictionWhat happens if the Supreme of a rising coven finally explores a part of herself that she had been hiding all her life? When Cordelia's most intimate fantasy materializes into someone not just close to home, but also close to the heart? Is the lifes...