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Chapter 7
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Faith woke up wrapped in Willow’s arms. She could tell by Willow’s slow steady breathing that the girl was still out cold.
Did I say ‘I love you’ last night? Do I really love Willow? Fuck. It does feel good lying here with her. I feel…
Faith’s stomach interrupted her contemplation with a loud grumble.
..hungry. Damn slayer metabolism.
Faith gently pried herself from Willow’s grasp, smiling as the red head whimpered before burying herself deeper into the discombobulated bedcovers. She made her way to the bathroom and after using the facilities, she took a long hard look in the mirror.
I don’t look any different…how come I feel so much different than I did two days ago? Why am I not running away? I don’t even feel like running. I feel like makin’ breakfast for Red. What she did for me yesterday was…intense. Magicks, soul mates, babies…I bet Red would have a cute kid. Jesus, only on the fuckin’ hell mouth would I be standing here having this conversation with myself. This must be some Big Bad we’re about to face.
Faith felt anger stirring within her.
Every fuckin’ time something good happens to me it gets taking away from me. Not this time PTB. Fuck no.
Faith took a deep breath and pushed back the anger rising within her. She looked at herself one last time in the mirror, Don’t fuck this up Faith, and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
Willow woke up to the smell of burnt toast. She noted that Faith was no longer in bed with her and headed downstairs, but before she could reach the kitchen she heard the dark slayer spout out a few choice expletives.
“Stupid fuckin’ toaster. Let go of my bread.”
Willow tried to supress a giggle, but the sight of Faith yelling at the toaster was too much.
Faith’s turned and smiled when she saw Willow in the doorway.
“Morning, Red.”
“Morning, Faith.”
Ther was an award silence between the girls. A kind of morning after, what do I say to a person who saw me naked last night kind of silence.
“I guess we have a lot to talk about,” Willow said quietly. “I hope your not upset about what happened last night.”
“Fuck no, Red, I mean Willow. I mean, its all kinda weird and fast and scary, but it’s the Hellmouth for Christ’s sake. Ugh, listen Red, I’m not very good with this kinda thing. Usually, I’m gone before now. You know, get some and get gone…I’m just tryin’ to say…I don’t know what I’m trying to say. I know I feel good. I know for some reason that I love you. Three days ago we barely even spoke, but today I feel like I’ve known you forever. I just hope I don’t fuck it up,” Faith ended quietly.
“Uh, Faith? I think the eggs are burning.” Willow exclaimed.
“Fuck! Shit! Augh, I can‘t even cook breakfast”
Faith pulled the pan off the burner and dumped the eggs into the sink.
“Grr!” Faith leaned on the counter with her back towards Willow.
Willow walked over to the obviously flustered Slayer and wrapped her arms around her waist.
“Faith, I don’t care about breakfast. What happened last night was amazing and scary and beautiful. The fact that you were here this morning is a huge thing. I know that. And I know it will be a hard for you, just promise me that you’ll try not to run away or lock me out. I don’t know what’s happening between us, but I know it feels right.”
Faith turned around to face Willow.
“I just wanted to do something nice for you.”
“I know, sweetie” Willow said soothingly.
Faith’s stomach growled. Loudly.
“Oh, Faith you must be starving! How about we try this again-together?” Willow asked.
“Okay, I’m not really good in the kitchen and I swear that toaster is possessed,” Faith muttered.
Willow laughed and the girls busied themselves preparing a breakfast fit for a Slayer and a Wiccan.
We’d better enjoy this while we can, thought Willow, I have a feeling what Giles has to say today won’t be all daisies and sunshine. Probably more like frogs. Maybe frogs with fangs.
Willow laughed out loud. Somhow frogs with fangs seemed less scary. Hmm.
“Willow, are you okay?”
“Sorry, Faith, my heads all busy with stuff. We’d better get moving. Giles is expecting us.”
Coming soon…Faith and Willow. Naked.
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