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Toni preferred her bike over anything. Something about being completely unconfined puts her at ease. Even when she was a kid, she loved her tricycle and the freedom of riding as fast as she could with the wind in her hair, being able to feel how fast she was going just from the air in her face.
But riding in Cheryl's car had its perks, too.
For starters, she got to witness the (previously) always serious redhead goof off, singing along to her favorite songs on the radio. Toni always made sure to get plenty of evidence on her phone without Cheryl's knowledge. The videos of her girlfriend dramatically belting out power ballads were her favorite. Cheryl really knew how to work an imaginary audience.
Another perk of the car Toni had so confidently named 'Big Red' was that on cold winter nights, it provided a nice warm space for the girls to sit, parked in any random spot they could think of, huddled together in the back seat with hot cocoa in their laps and a blanket wrapped around their shoulders.
Sometimes the gloom of Thistlehouse got to be too much for Toni, especially.
"Can we go for a drive?" was all Toni ever had to say, and Cheryl would drop everything to take her girl out. She would much rather drive her around than have her drive around on her motorcycle. Especially in the winter. And she completely understood the need to escape sometimes.
But Toni's favorite perk of all would probably be the fact that she got to hold Cheryl's hand while she drove around. Call her a sap, but she loved holding hands with her girlfriend. It was the simplest thing, but something about holding hands with Cheryl made it so different.
Cheryl definitely wasn't one to complain about it. In fact, she had gotten into the habit of reaching for Toni's hand immediately after the car was in gear, sometimes only letting go to park or make a sharp turn. She loved feeling Toni's soft skin under her thumb as she caressed her knuckles, and the way Toni would raise their joined their hands to kiss hers.
Even if the car ride was silent, with just the noise of the radio filling the space between them, it was like they were having their own little conversation just between their fingers. Toni could make Cheryl laugh just by squeezing her hand a certain way, as if she had made a hilarious joke out loud. No one understood it, but Toni always said no one else needed to.
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"Cher, have you seen my black hoodie?" Toni searched through her closet and laundry basket, wondering what she had done with it.
"No idea, ma cherie. Perhaps you left it at work?" Cheryl piped up from her position, sitting with her legs folded in the middle of their bed.
"Maybe...Damn, I was gonna wear it to the meeting tonight," the shorter girl stood with her arms crossed over her chest, lips quirked curiously to the side as she padded over to stand beside the foot of the canopy bed.
"Maybe this is a sign that you should just stay home with me instead," Cheryl crawled to the edge of the bed in front of Toni, sitting up on her knees so they were level in height. Her slender fingers tugged at the fabric of her girlfriend's t-shirt, pulling her closer until their foreheads touched. "I miss you when you go to your meetings."
"I know, baby, but you know I have to go," Toni kissed her pouting lips gently, her lips brushing Cheryl's so delicately that it made the redhead's heart flutter. Toni was always so soft with her.
"What time are you gonna be back?" Cheryl pouted harder when she pulled away, attempting to pull her close again, which Toni was having the hardest time resisting.
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All My Days
RomanceA series of snippets of a "behind the scenes" look of Cheryl and Toni's relationship. All headcanons, of course. Each chapter holds a different theme with multiple little stories.