Prompt: Who do I think would be the blanket hog in my otp.
Cordelia woke up, her body scrunched into a ball, shivering. The thick, white comforter that once laid over her was now wrapped tightly around her wife, Misty.
This had been going on for a week now and the supreme was getting sick of it. She wasn't going to spend another long night freezing. So with that Cordelia grabbed an edge of the blanket and pulled it with all her might. To her dismay neither did her wife or the duvet budge.
"God," The blonde huffed. "Misty, baby, I love you but I'm freezing." Once again the supreme wrapped her hand around the cloth and tugged as hard as she could. But still nothing.
"Misty Dawn Day," Cordelia gritted her teeth. "I didn't want to do this but.." The older woman trailed off, and her hand rose to lift and unwrap the woman from the blanket. She brought the blanket over herself and laid the latter down. Just as she did Misty stirred and woke from her sleep.
"Dee!" The wild haired blonde whined, pulling the blanket back to her. "Ya are hoggin' the covers again."
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