And I was Wonderful

A one-shot inspired by Willow's line, "The only thing I had going for me... Were the moments - just moments - when Tara would look at me and I was wonderful."

We were all in the Summers' living room, listening to Buffy describe her latest fight with the newest Big Bad when it happened, when you made me fall in love with you all over again.

It must have been somewhere around three or four in the morning and we were all pretty whipped. You and I were sitting on the couch, holding hands. You looked about to fall asleep sitting up and leaned your head on my shoulder. I moved so my back was against the arm rest and squeezed your hand just a little so you would know you were more than welcome to lean on me. You slowly opened your eyes and I was graced with the presence of that deep ocean blue that I was forever falling into. My heart melted when you shot me the sleepy version of your adorable half smile. Then you leaned your head on my chest and I put my arms around you with the unspoken promise to keep you safe until the end of time. I crossed my arms over your belly and you snuggled into me as you put your hand on top of mine. I swear I could practically hear the choir singing when you gave a little yawn. My Tara... My angel. You sleepily blinked once and mumbled, "my Willow...," then you were out. I smiled down at your beautiful face, angelic and peaceful. You were wonderful, and I was wonderful because of you. My heart swelled as I fell in love with the sleeping girl in my arms all over again. I kissed the top of your head and you smiled at my touch, even in your sleep. Your Willow. Always.