limerence ☂ a sequel ☂ mary poppins returns

m o k i t a

Vivian woke up as early as usual, but she felt different. That could be attributed to the fact that she didn't lay alone in bed, and instead had arms wrapped around her.

"Good morning," Vivian turned around, shuffling about, causing the person near her to shift as well, loosening their grip on each other.

"Good morning, Vivian," said Mary with a yawn.

"And here I thought you never got tired," Vivian said, turning to face her now. "A real nanny never sleeps, isn't that right?" Vivian grinned.

Mary lightly kissed her forehead. "Indeed it is."

For a few seconds, they lay, listening to the sounds of the morning. Mary took Vivian's wrist in her hand, then said, "You've never thought of getting a tattoo on your wrist? I think that'd be dreadfully painful," Mary grimaced as she sat up.

"I did once think it might be worth it. I just agree with the painful aspect of it far too much."

"And..." Mary smiled lightly. "Any new ones?" She brushed her hand over the butterfly tattoo on Vivian's back, raising goosebumps.

"Yes, actually." Vivian sat up, pulling the duvet off of herself even though it was now cold.

Mary watched as Vivian put her left foot closer to her, showing the small tattoo of Gwendolyn on her ankle. Mary ran her fingers over it. "It's very similar, isn't it?" She glanced at Gwendolyn. "It's beautiful."

Vivian nodded, lost in her thoughts. She then put her legs back out, hitching up the side of her shirt. Mary looked at the cherry tree with a smile. "It's wonderful. I love them." She said.

"Now, I think I'm to get up. What will you be doing this morning?"

Vivian smiled, getting up after a pleasent stretch. "I don't know. I like to go to the park on Sundays, when Mr Eferium is usually out walking his fox."

Mary's eyebrows raised. "A fox? How peculiar."

Vivian sidled over to Mary, who was now in a far more delicate home attire; a striped blouse and long navy skirt. "Not as peculiar as you." She kissed Mary's cheek lightly, then, just as she was about to walk downstairs, was pulled back by Mary.

"What?" Vivian stared straight into her eyes, smiling.

Mary didn't answer. She just placed a kiss on her lips and walked down the stairs as if nothing had happened.

Vivian chuckled, shaking her head. She was very glad to have someone to talk to other than her cat.

The pair were now in the kitchen, cooking. Vivian had absolutely no idea how Mary could cook- after all, who could have taught her- but she was splendid at it.

Vivian observed as Mary walked over to the counter, cracked some eggs in a bowl and put them into the pan.

She watched every little movement she made, as details were her favourite thing to observe. Mary turned around, smiling. "I knew you were watching me," She sat down at the table, smiling at Vivian, whose hand supported her head as she gazed at her.

"Isn't it strange how much I love you and have no reason why-" Mary put a finger to Vivian's lips. "Trust me, I've heard stranger things," She winked at Vivian and continued to cook.

"Later, I was thinking of buying some pastries for home at the bakery near the bank- would you care to come with?" Vivian smiled, knowing she'd bring Mary along even if she refused.

"Of course." Mary turned away, again not betraying any emotion. She looked at Vivian through her lashes. Vivian sat at the wooden table, smiling to herself as she scooped up Gwen and stroked her.