the devils hour.

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trigger warning: throwing up, nausea.

*note: if you or anyone else you know is currently struggling; please, please, please, reach out and get the proper help. you are not alone*

[character: cordelia goode and the coven]

the clock struck 3:45 am. you felt nauseous beyond belief. you were in dire need to get to the bathroom; you quickly (but yet slowly), got up to make sure you didn't wake your beloved sleeping partner. formerly known as cordelia goode. yes, THAT cordelia goode.

you tiptoed to the bathroom holding your hands over your mouth to make sure you didn't get sick all over the beautiful wooden floor(s). you tried to shut the door as quietly as possible, though, it was a bit loud since the mansion was so old.. you locked the door and sprinted (quietly) to the mirror. you quickly tied your hair up and sat by the toilet ready for what felt like an eternity.

the clock struck 3:50 am, you started getting sick. you hated getting sick since you were a child, but you never really knew what sparked this pure hatred for it. especially since it was natural for all humans... right?

(un)fortunately in the process of you throwing up you woke up cordelia. she knew something was wrong since she saw how early it was and that you weren't asleep by her side. she put on her silk black nightgown; as she turned around she saw a faint light illuminating from the bathrooms door..

she slowly walked over in hopes it was maybe zoe or madison... but her gut told her other wise, sadly. with cordelia being awake she turned the door knob which you heard just barely from your troubled thoughts. she knew you weren't going to unlock the door, so she used her magic to unlock it and saw you there... sick with no help from anyone.

she grabbed a few towels and ran to your side, "oh god.. baby" she croaked out with a slightly dry throat. you tried to look at her but you quickly had to turn your head back to where this started so you could be sick... for what felt like hours upon hours..

more than half an hour passed, your back openly exposed to cordelia as she rubbed it gently placing kisses on your back to try and comfort you the best way possible right now.

after what felt like a century, you wiped your mouth with a lukewarm washcloth cordelia got you. you slowly turned to look at her but guilt washed over you so you kept your head down.

"baby, look at me.. please" she whined. you lifted your pounding head to look at her; when your eyes met each other she saw how exhausted and ashamed you felt... for something you had no control over.

you fell limp into your girlfriends arms desperately wrapping your weak body around her, practically begging for comfort and support. which she knew, so she let you cling onto her. she knew you couldn't walk so she used her magic and teleported you to your queen sized bed that you shared with her.

delia snapped her fingers which instantly cleaned the bathroom to what it looked like before all this. she got you some water and a cool cloth to put on your back. but, with you being insecure about your body, she had to ask you "love, could you please undress til you're in your undergarments so i can lay this on your back?" she said signaling to the cloth. you mumbled "yes, bug.." under your breath. which made delia give a faint smile.

delia took her nightgown off. now meaning you both were stripped of your clothing and just your bra and panties were what remained. you gently laid on top of delia as she kissed your face all over to make you feel validated after you being sick.

she gently laid the cold cloth onto your back, sending a shiver down your spine from the temperature. from that shiver, she (delia) wrapped her arms around your lower back.

you both rubbed the tips of your noses together snd you both softly giggled as you drifted off into a deep sleep. "i love you, darling" delia whispered into your ear. "i love you too, baby" you responded with quietly.

before you even knew, you both fell asleep in each others arms. neither of you would ever let go. you loved her completely, and she loved you the exact same.


an: hello~ i hope you guys enjoyed this... especially since it's my first book and chapter🥺i'm sorry if this is bad but it's a little thing that's been on my mind that i've wanted to write about for a long time..

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