Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For You?

Chapter Seven

Neither of the woman had gotten much sleep that night as they had continued their exploration of one another, they had fallen asleep entangled in the throws of the sheets and their own bodies, arms and legs tenderly intertwined and Misty's hand resting on Cordelia's chest, her hair keeping her exposed chest warm throughout the night.

They awoke together in the morning, each of their bodies beginning to shift before they tried to open their eyes. They warned to soak in this moment as long as they could, neither wanting to break their sleeping position despite how strained their bodies felt after remaining unmoved for hours. Cordelia played with the slight curls that flowed off Misty, unknowing to her as if it was just something her body willed her to do naturally. As she opened her eyes she was graced with the presence of Misty beginning to wake as she lay on her chest.

"Good morning." Cordelia's voice cool and smooth and the best thing Misty could hope to hear as she began to stir.

"Mornin'." Misty sighed almost incoherently, still coming out of her deep sleep.

"You can stay and sleep if you're tired hun." Cordelia spoke softly.

"Where are you going?" Misty asked, opening her eyes and shifting herself to look at Cordelia.

"I have classes to teach today and the first is in about half an hour, as much as I'd love to stay in bed with you all day I can't." Cordelia smiled, biting her bottom lip as she got lost in Misty's sleepy eyes.

"You can really call in sick, can ya?"

"No, not really. We can do something after I'm done for the day." Cordelia promised.

"Like what?"

"Anything you want."

"Well I mean I was gonna check up on my plants in the greenhouse later if ya'd wanna come. There was barely anything in there so I kinda made it into my own." Misty said.

"Every time I would go in there I thought about you, about losing you. At first I thought I could feel your energy in there but it got too hard. It was just too sad." Cordelia shook her head as she remembered how heartbreaking the experience had been.

"I think you'll like what I've done with the place. I can't wait to show it off to ya!"

"I'd like that." Cordelia chuckled as she listened to Misty speak, she couldn't wait to see what the witch had done with the place.

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Cordelia's day felt endless as she waited for her classes to end. Teaching was something Cordelia had grown to love since receiving such an influx of students, she felt she had really found her true calling. Her passion for the job was slightly lacklustre compared to her usual enthusiasm throughout her classes, her mind couldn't help but drift to the greenhouse with excitement and anticipation.

Misty had taken her time getting up and ready for the day, wanting to waste as much time as she could while she waited for Cordelia to finish her classes for the day. Although she had gotten used to the Supreme's routine their time apart never seemed to get any easier. It felt as if they were still trying to make up for all the time they'd lost.

Misty mulled over what Cordelia had said about the greenhouse, she hoped she wasn't displeased with what Misty had done with the place, the greenhouse had been a sense of therapy for her since returning from Hell, a way for her to connect with the earth and the life is possessed. With Cordelia busy with classes throughout the week she had found something to occupy her thoughts and escape the feelings she held for Cordelia; now it was a place she hoped they would be able to share like they had before.