Maybe, Someday (Hosie, Legacies)

Let's Do This Thing || Part-2

"They're both asleep."

Hope looked over at them and sure enough, they were. She smiled as she closed the book and sat it on the floor beside her.

"Today was an interesting day." Hope said when the quiet seemed to become stilted.

"You say that as if it's been boring around here these days."

"You're right." Hope rolled over on her side to face Josie. "But I was talking about the sparring."

Josie flushed deeply.

Hope smiled at her and brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She let her hand linger there, resting on Josie's face as their eyes locked. Josie eventually closed her eyes and cleared her throat. But Hope didn't move away, not just yet. Not when she got to be this close to her.

"Landon's back." Josie said.

Hope frowned at the sudden change in subject. It was jarring to think she had shared a nice moment with Josie to be basically slapped in the face with a reminder of just how much they really needed to discuss with each other.

"I'm glad he's back. That he's safe...but that's all." Hope said as she inched just a little bit closer to Josie. The brunette's breath hitched at the action. "You know that I am not at all interested in him, right?"

Josie licked her lips and Hope's eyes fluttered down to watch the movement.

"I do now." Josie admitted.

It was that simple utterance that broke the spell for Hope. It broke her. How could Josie ever doubt it? How could she not see what was so completely obvious to Hope? Why didn't she know? Or feel it? Or...maybe she did, but she didn't understand yet. Not truly.

Hope adjusted herself so that he was sitting on her knees and peered down at Josie. With determination. With adoration. She took a deep breath and went for it.

"I'm in love with you, Josie. And not the love is blind, falling too hard too fast kind. I walked in with my eyes wide open. I don't love you because I think you're perfect. I love you because you're not." She took hold of Josie's hand with both of her tremblings ones. "I love your smile, your compassion, your strength, your selflessness, your intelligence, your sense of humor, your ability to be vulnerable and let me hold you while you cry, your passion, your determination, and all the little things I think I'm the only one who notices. You are absolutely gorgeous, Josie. Inside and out." She kissed Josie's hand and then touched it to her racing heart. "I love the way you make me feel. I love the way you furrow your eyebrows in concentration when you can't figure something out. And the way you play with your hands when you're nervous, or with my hands. I like that best. And the way you bite your lip when you're trying to censor yourself...even though you should never censor yourself, because I want to hear everything you're thinking or ever thought or will ever think. I love the way your voice sounds when you're sleepy, or the soft hum you make when you're itching to sing along to a song but you don't actually no the words. And I love the feel of your weight on my chest when you fall asleep in my arms, I even adore your soft snores."

"I don't snore!" Josie whisper-yelled with wide eyes and Hope couldn't help smiling.

"You do. And it's cute." She bent down to quickly and chastely peck Josie's lips. Then she pulled away, but remained hovering closely above her. "But will you please let me finish? I'm on a roll here."

Josie raised her head to eliminate the inches between them, and kissed Hope back. It was brief and it was unexpected. But it was enough to hasten Hope to continue.