🔸-catradora one shots-🔸

-heaviness-

-sad catradora fluff?-

coming back from training with lighthope,
adora wiped a bead of sweat on her head and looked down at her sword, shining as the day outside illuminated it. she felt terrible, she was doing worse than usual due to all the pressure, and she was exhausted.

she'd always tried harder, but she was only left with burning herself out.

she made her way into her room in brightmoon and flopped herself onto her bed defeatedly, in hopes of being able to take a well deserved nap and relax herself, yet, her mind tormented her and kept her doubting herself.

"ughh.."
she tossed and turned, adjusting her blankets, but to no avail. she was practically going crazy in her own mind.
eventually growing more frustrated, she threw her pillow away from her and groaned.

a slight creak from her door guided her attention.

"hey, adora,"
"what's going on? you're making quite a ruckus in here," catra chuckled, looking at adora with a hint of concern and walking over to her.

"catra?"

the cat girl sat across from her on the bed; and adora  sat there for a moment, pondering if she should be honest with her. of course she trusted her, she was her best friend after all, but she never liked showing weakness, the horde only influenced that habit onto her.
"oookay, somethings definitely wrong. you wanna tell me about it?" catra said softly while placing a gentle hand on her leg. "you've been acting weird since you came back."

adora gulped.
"I...I dunno if I'm cut out for this, catra. the whole She-Ra destiny thing. everyone expects so much from me, and I just, don't know if I'm able to meet all of those expectations."

adora sighed, "I want to be the best She-Ra, but recently it's been eating me up and I'm only getting worse because of it," she raised her hand to her chest, "how am I supposed to 'save Etheria' if I barely was able to protect brightmoon during the battle? a miracle isn't good enough and wont be able to save us every time; and I feel useless, no matter what form I take."

"adora.." catra muttered,
"adora, but you've already done so much, even being able to restore the princess alliance even though some had gave up. not everyone is going to be perfect, but all that matters is be the best you can be, adora. don't let it get to you, because as long as you're trying your best, that's what counts, as cheesy as that may seem,"
catra took a hold of both of adora hands, holding them warm in her own.

"you're a lot stronger than you probably think you are, at least I think so." adora glanced down at their hands, looking then into catras eyes.

"you're doing great, just try to focus on the positive for me adora, okay?"

"now that I think about it, I have, haven't I? and trust me, I'll try ," she happily raised her voice at the end chuckling slightly, already seeming in a better mood. "thank you, for all of that."
catra smiled; then chuckled, lifting adoras chin gently,
"now that's the adora I love to see. now, do you think you'll be able to nap now without being so loud?"

"maybe."

"pfF-okay, I'll leave you to it then,"

"actually,"
adora then grabbed catra's wrist tenderly,

"do you mind, staying with me for a while..?"
catra looked into adora's eyes and chuckled once more.

"of course."