Tensions had been high between Kyle and Zoe for a while now, but neither of them expected the things they were ignoring to blow back up in their faces in a cloud of smoke and alcohol. They had just stumbled through the door of their little townhouse, before Kyle whirled on her like a hyena, instantly shouting things at her that she couldn't understand. She was tipsy, but her boyfriend was incredibly wasted, and instead of arguing with him, she helped him to their room and tucked him underneath the comforter she had bought him for his birthday last fall. She settled onto their couch and stared at the television in front of her, which was currently on mute and playing some infomercial. She sat back against the couch and rubbed at her temples, before the vibration of her phone caught her attention.
M: You get home okay?
It was a simple text, sent by her best friend in the entire world, but it still caused her heart to do a series of somersaults inside of her chest. She quickly replied with a smile plastered across her face, before she set the phone down next to her and picked up the remote, switching on an episode of Ghost Adventures she had recorded a few months prior. She was immersing herself slowly into the episode when her phone went off again, and she didn't bother pausing the episode before her eyes read over the text she had just received.
M: That's good Z, I'm so glad you got home safely. Text me tomorrow sometime, goodnight! I love you <3
She felt a blush heat up her cheeks as her eyes kept rereading the message over and over again. Perhaps it was the alcohol in her system, or maybe it was something she had been trying to deny for a long time, but now she was fairly certain of what she was feeling. She replied and set her phone down in the place it was before, turning her attention back to the program in front of her.
Thanks babe, sweet dreams. I love you too.
"You're in love with her, aren't you?" She heard from over her shoulder and she turned to face her boyfriend, who seemed to be sobered up by the sadness etched onto his features. She didn't know how to respond, so she turned back to the episode and tried hard to tune him out, but he came to sit next to her on the couch, and suddenly it was too hard to ignore anymore so she turned towards him and nodded softly, confirming his worst fears.
"I know." He sighed, his hands fidgeting where he had placed them on his lap. She reached towards him, but he flinched back from her touch, so she dropped her hand back to her side and looked away from the painful yet knowing glance he was giving her. Silence elapsed for a very long time, before she took a deep breath and tried to touch him again, and this time he let her. She gripped onto his hand and gave him a tearful look, but he just smiled at her before he pulled his hand from her grasp, leaning forward to give her the smallest of kisses to her forehead and insisting that she go and be with the girl, who probably needed her more than he did.
"I'm sorry." She said as she got to the door, not bothering to turn back to look at him.
"I know." He replied, before she opened the door and stepped out into the cool night, on her way to finally get the girl.
Madison's apartment wasn't far from where they lived, so it took her a total of 5 or 6 minutes to get to her, and when she did, she felt like she could barely breathe. She knew the blonde was sleeping, but she was a light sleeper, and anything could wake her, no matter how small said thing could be. She swallowed the nervousness she felt and approached the front door, knocking swiftly against the large M that adorned the door. She heard movement on the other side and she stepped back a few inches so the door could swing open, revealing a slightly ruffled Madison, who immediately looked concerned at the sight of her best friend standing on her front porch at 4 in the morning.
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Zadison one shots
Fanfictiona variety of one shots based around our favorite duo of witches.
