Once again a big mix out out my favourites. <3
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They've always enjoyed holding hands. It's such a magical feeling after they couldn't for such a long time.
Clodagh and Sorscha were always judged or too scared to actually hold the other ones hand in public.
That changed quickly after they moved to England.Both women turned into the most affectionate in public. They wanted to show their love and they wanted to be loud and proud.
Especially Clodagh was sick of hiding. Sorscha was always confident about herself. She knew who she is. And she had no problem showing the world that she is Sorscha Doyle.Even though the two started showing their marriage in public Clodagh couldn't help but wonder, why Sorscha was so obsessed with holding her wrist instead of her hand. But she was certain she'd figure it out one day.
It was one of their typical date-days. They always had a date on wednesday. Every single wednesday they'd go out to enjoy a nice and calm time together.
Just as today.They just so happened to bring Quinn to Charlotte and Mia, who offered to watch over her this week.
And then Sorscha decides, that their date starts already.The two walk along the streets which were usually very quiet.
But not today.
There were so many people.
A huge crowd.
But Sorscha still held Clodaghs wrist.
She is not afraid to show their relationship.
She is not ashamed of her wife.
She is proud.
She is happy.
And she is at peace.Clodagh admires her for it.
Never in her life was someone proud to be with her.
Never in her life was someone so confident and happy with her.They walk in a little Alley.
It should've been a little quiet walk.
But the alley is filled with people.
Loud talking.
People stepping on each others feet.
Noises louder than Clodaghs thoughts.She feels her vision getting more blured and turn into a tunnel.
Her breathing fastens and she looks around and down on Sorscha's hand.
She is just about to say something but before she can, Sorscha has already pulled her into a quiet café.
Like she could sense it.The café is supposed to be anxiety friendly. And it is.
Soft music.
No loud talking.
Books and lots of book related characters, such as Alice, the sorting hat and the beast from beauty and the beast.There is a fireplace with an electronic oven and a soft looking sofa infront of it.
Sorscha sits her wife down and then talks to the lady behind the desk.
Not even a minute later Sorscha sits next to Clodagh and kisses her softly."Are you feeling better my love?"
Her low voice asks ever so softly."I am much better, thank you babe. I love you so much! And I really needed to get away..."
Sorscha just smirks and nods.
She knew that even before her wife could say anything.
She always knew it.
Sorscha is always there for her.The waitress brings over an iced coffee, a caramel latte and two pieces of red velvet cake.
Clodaghs comfort food.
Sorscha always knows exactly what her wife needs."Thank you Babe." Clodagh cuddles up as Sorscha softly rubs over her wifes back and hand.
"Always, my little darling."
Sorscha says and kisses Clodaghs soft hair.
And softly grabs Clodaghs wrist again, her thumb carefully rubbing over it.
Clodagh is completely relaxed again and just enjoys eating at this lovely bakery with her wife.

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The Knight Nursery - One shots
FanfictionTake all your troubles and throw them away at your favourite imaginary nursery. But don't be fooled by the light, it is always followed by darkness. Follow the path of a nursery with it's workers and discover their stories. Warning, these stories...