I don't own orphan black or any of its characters if I did Cosima would be fine and everything would be ok and happy.
All spelling and grammatical mistakes are my fault.
"Oh so we go up the street and turn left.." the waitress looked confused by the word left. "oh um turn that way?" Cosima gestures in the left direction hoping thats shes understood.
A week in Paris and she's been lost six times, left her bag in places three times and lost track of time and been late a total of seven times.
It was decided that Cosima spend some times in Paris with Delphine while she finished up her paperwork and collected the last of her furniture and treasured things in preparation for her big move to America. The big move into Cosimas small apartment that is. After a year of dating the pair decided to move in together which then ensued the trip to Paris.
Delphine had left Cosima to her own devices while she went back to her old place to settle rent and inform them of her move. The blonde was a little hesitant to leave Cosima by herself knowing her girlfriends usual affinity for being late, getting lost and forgetting things, but Cosima insisted that she would be fine and she would even find them some take away to have for dinner.
After about an hour milling around the hotel they were staying in curtesy of Delphines parents Cosima decided enough was enough she was going to go get some groceries to make some dinner. Delphine had done most of the cooking as Cosima was prone to burning things but she had decided tonight was the night she was going to surprise Delphine by actually cooking something.
"Merci Merci!" Cosima waved a thankyou to the waitress, finding the market that she intended she looked around at all the prices.
Why didnt I listen to her why didnt I listen. Delphine had tried to teach Cosima some french sayings, phrases she felt she could use like 'how much is this? Where is the nearest pay phone?' Silly stuff Cosima thought she wouldn't need so she instead traded the french speaking lessons to something of the french kissing in persuasion.
"Sir..do you um english speak english?" She asked a man who seemed to be selling fruit and vegetables.
A man with the booming voice, thick accent and even thicker mustache answered.
"Ah an American! Je vous ai dit qu'elle était l'amour" he said turning around to the woman on the seat behind the counter "never seen such an overwhelmed face, yes cherie I do speak english what were you after today?"
Cosima exhaled a sigh of relief thank god.
"I um want to surprise my girlfriend by cooking something tonight for dinner I just dont know what to cook or what to buy" Cosima looked down sheepishly she was way out of her depth here.
"Ohhh a romantic I see, well you've come to the right place my dear I have just the thing for you" He pulled out various ingredients. "Now do you have olive oil and puff pastry at your home?"
"Urgh yes I think we do..she was making pies the other night that requires puff pastry yes?" Cosima vaguely remembers that there was some left over pastry.
"Ah yes so you have the pastry, and the oil yes?" She nodded.
"Ok so all you need are the mushrooms, the shallot, the cheddar, the greens, the radishes, the white wine and the chives" he finished shoving all the ingredients in a brown paper bag. Cosima was worried. Delphine only gave her a small amount of money and surely this would all cost a lot more then the tiny amount of euros she had given her.
As if reading her mind the shopkeeper said "For you my dear only 15 euro plus as a special for today the recipe that goes with it, you will be cooking your love a Flaky mushroom and Gruyère tart"
" Surely this costs more then just 15 I cant pay for this all I could come back and give you the rest tomorrow?" Cosima flustered around for the money Delphine had given her she stumbled around to give the man the 15 euro he asked for.
"Ah my dear I to am a fellow romantic and you are a sweet American with a cool haircut today its 15 euro and I wont take a bit more"
"Merci sir merci you are too kind" Cosima grabbed the bag and recipe and handed over the euros, she was grinning ear to ear reading the recipe. It looked achievable Delphine will be so surprised.
"You are so nice sir she will love it thankyou merci merci" The man did the typical french goodbye the double cheek kiss and Cosima was off.
She hurried home with her bag, knowing Delphine said she would be home around 6 it would be perfect, she would come back to the smell of cooking and dinner would be ready just as she arrived.
After a long day Delphine deserved it, she had spent most of her week getting dragged around by an over eager Cosima to all the possible tourist sights in Paris. Sights the blonde had probably seen a thousand times, but she was still dragged around, posed for the photos and was Cosimas own personal tour guide.
Getting out the pastry and oil and the rest of the condiments needed for the recipe she got started.
Heat oven to 400° F unfold pastry yada yada yada, fairly simple.
An hour had gone by and she had done it, granted she made a huge mess she had covered the bench in flour and got more scraps of food onto the floor then the bin but she had done it and it smelt amazing.
"Bonsiour ma cherie" Delphine sauntered over "Oh and what is this" she sounded surprised, Cosima cooking consisted of either burning macaroni and cheese and then ordering take out or not bothering with the burning and just buying take out.
While Cosima was washing her hands, arms wrapped around the brunettes middle and a kiss was planted on the back of her neck.
"Hey there" Cosima smiled and immediately relaxed in the blondes arms.
"I made dinner" she said simply, her voice bursting with pride.
"I can see that cherie and it smells amazing I want to ask though" She turned Cosima around so she was facing her. Cosimas arms automatically wrapped around the blondes neck.
"yes" drawled Cosima wonder what that lip gloss tastes like.
"How much of the flour did you actually use on the dinner?" Delphine wasnt looking at her eyes anymore she was looking more in the direction of her nose.
"What you mean?" Her eyebrows furrowed.
"Dieu tu es si mignon, you are so cute"
The blonde leaned down and kissed her, effectively ridding her nose of the stray bit of flour unfortunately for Delphine her lips were now covered in the flour. Too irrestisible. Cosima pulled her forward kissing her full on the mouth. Mnn cherry thats what they taste like.
"Welcome home, how was your day" The shorter girl asked fingers linked around the back of the blondes neck.
"Oh merde do not remind me, I am more interested in the dinner you have made me" Delphine grinned "You are too sweet mon amour"
"Its a tart of some kind I cant remember what he called it the titles in french" Cosima scrambled around for the recipe, all the while Delphine kept a hand on her hips not willing to give up her touch on Cosima.
"Well it smells delicious Cosima, I will set the table" She gave her hip one last squeeze and began to set the table. The dinner was served and they both sat down Delphines long legs somehow tangled themselves in Cosimas.
She took a bite of the tart and groaned "Cosima this is amazing" The brunette was watching her intently eager to hear her opinion, she was so glad the blonde had liked it.
"Yes!" Cosima fist pumped the air, happy with her success.
"You are such a dork"
"Who me" Cosima gasped mockingly "and who of the two of us wanted to name our puppy Aristotle and who wanted to name him killer?"
"Killer is a ridiculous name we both know it Aristotle is dignified and awesome"
"Killer is awesome and you know it" She grinned cheekily. Delphine knew when the time came they would name the puppy Killer, it was a little pathetic how easily Cosima could convince her to do something. If she was being honest it did scare her, this person could ask her to stop eating chocolate for the rest of her life and she would do it.
"You finished?"
"Yes it was magnifique! Delicieux! Incroyable!" the blonde moved over to her girlfriend, sitting on her lap wrapping one are around her shoulder the other playing with one of her dreads absently. Cosima grinned, she was happy, she had succeeded, something she was sure they were both surprised by.|She leaned down to kiss her cheek making a trail of kisses towards her ear.
"Tastes almost as good as you" she whispered.
Wasting no time Cosima dragged the blonde girl to the bedroom eagerly Delphine giggling the whole way. I should cook more often I think.