The Beginning of The End

Chapter Twenty-One

Mina and Cordelia exchanged worried looks as they led you to the living room. You were too exhausted to piece it together though. Delia held you up by your hips as Mina led you by your shoulders. 

Your legs wobbled as you made your way there. Every muscle in your body felt like it had been scraped from your bones, and it was nearly impossible to speak with your throat burning like it was. 

Your body desperately needed rest, but you were terrified of the nightmares you knew were coming once you shut your eyes. 

"Almost there sweet girl." Delia whispered. You just groaned in response; the few steps you had left felt so far away. 

Mina rubbed your shoulders and back as Delia whispered words of praise and encouragement. It almost made you forget about your aching body... almost. It was nice seeing them not at each other's throats for a change. All you wanted to do was curl up in their laps and take a much-needed nap.

Eventually you got to the couch where they laid you down softly, propping you up against the arm of it. Mina sat beside you and Delia next to her. You wasted no time in snuggling up to Mina, you buried your face in her shoulder and grumbled until she got the hint to rub your back the way you liked. She laughed at your foolishness, but you could tell her mind was elsewhere. 

You reached a hand out blindly stretching over Mina's lap to try and touch Delia. You heard her shuffle a bit closer to Mina in order to take your hand in hers.  Eventually, Wilhemina leaned back against the couch to rest your head on her chest as Delia sat upright so she could keep her hand in yours comfortably. For a few minutes you relaxed, but eventually got annoyed that you weren't close enough to Delia. The best solution that your sleepy brain could come up with to solve this problem was to pull an unsuspecting Delia closer. She let out a surprised yelp as her hand was yanked across Mina's lap. You felt Mina's breath hitch as Cordelia ended up leaning over her a bit. You didn't really care or notice the awkward position you'd put them in, you were sleepy and needed cuddles. 

Cordelia was practically cuddling the both of you while still trying her best to be respectful of Wilhelmina's space. Wilhemina, poor thing, was wedged between a woman she had no intention of getting close to and a very grumpy girl.  

"Darling why don't you move to the middle so you can rest?" Mina suggested while wiggling bit in her seat. 

"Am resting, shhh." You mumbled annoyed that you weren't being left alone so you could nap. 

"If you don't want to move lovey then you have to let go of my hand, please." Cordelia said softly. 

You whined and clutched her hand closer pulling her even closer to Wilehmina. 

"No pouting." Cordelia said prying her hand from your grasp. 

You hear Delia get up and Mina shifted on the couch attempting to take you with her. You felt Cordelia on the other side of you now scooching you closer to Minas arms settling you in the middle of the couch. She took her place beside you and gave you her arm to cling to while you laid on Mina. 

This was perfect. Mina smelled sweet and was so soft, a perfect pillow; and Delia messaged your legs and shoulders softly, relaxing your tensed muscles. The lights flicked off and the TV began playing lightly in the room. You listened to the background noise and Mina's heartbeat until you couldn't stay awake any longer. 

Wilheminas POV: 

It took everything in her to hold back her yelp when Cordelia was pulled almost into her lap. Her sleepy girl didn't even realize how awkward this was getting. Delias face was inches from hers and when those big brown eyes lifted to look at her an uncomfortable heat lit in her stomach. That heat turned into a raging fire when Cordelia smiled softly at her. She suppressed the urge to shiver as y/n pulled Delia closer, the woman's leg now brushing against hers. She was beside herself, because she expected to feel uncomfortable or even angry but surprisingly, she felt content. That just wouldn't do. She hated this woman... despite what her fluttering stomach indicated.