As per usual, characters and blah-di-blah aren't mine yadda-yadda-yadda.
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Cordelia knew she should be dealing with the girls in the house, Madison and Zoe were trying to avoid each other as much as possible, God only knows where Kyle was hiding out. Queenie was off somewhere with Nan, probably watching the next door neighbors boy again, and Fiona hadn't been seen all day. As nice as it was for them to have a break from her, it always worried Cordelia when she wasn't around- It normally meant she was off plotting something terrible or getting drunk. She should have been sorting out the argument between Madison and Zoe, and she should have been finding something more productive for Queenie and Nan to do with their time. She just couldn't be bothered to deal with the drama today though, one more day of ignoring her problems would be okay. It's not like things in the Coven could realistically get much worse right now. Instead of doing her job, Cordelia had managed to make her way to the greenhouse with Misty again. It was her safe space, and she loved being around Misty and the plants. They were working on a small fern today, it had withered and died and Misty wanted to learn other ways of bring life to the plants without having to use her powers of resurgence. There was a small collection of books on the table in front of them, and Misty, her hands covered in mud, was copying out an incantation to help the fern.
"So alls I gotta do is say the words yeah?" She asked, her head still buried in a book as she wrote. "How long does it take? Like, will he back to his evergreen self straight away or..."
"Pretty much, you have to really feel the words as you say them though, channel your powers through them, will the health into the plant. It's you thats bringing the life back, not the words themselves. It shouldn't be as taxing as when you use your power of resurgence though, because it shouldn't have the draining feeling you usually have to go through"
"Awesome" Misty finished writing out the words and turned to her teacher "It's not so bad, bringing people back, but it would be nice to bring life into the world without passin' out afterwards all the time" She smiled and stood, moving in front of the fern as she prepared herself to work the spell with Cordelia watching from the other side of the table. "Okay, here goes nothin'"
After a few tries with nothing happening Misty was about ready to give up, Cordelia was trying not to laugh at the adorable pout that had taken residence on Mistys face. "Okay, Mist, calm down. You just need to concentrate, on the fern, on you, and maybe not the words so much" She moved round the table to stand behind the younger witch "You're perfectly capable of this, don't lose faith. You're trying something brand new here so it's not going to be easy." The taller blonde turned to face Cordelia again.
"Concentrate on the fern?" She pulled a funny face. "Not so easy Delia." She took a second to psych herself up for the challenge again "Okay. Come on then." Misty turned towards the plant again, closing her eyes and preparing herself for another attempt. Cordelia pulled herself away, watching the young woman in wonder as she saw a calmness take over her face and a seriousness entered her usually playful tone as she called out for life to be returned to the plant in front of her. Within minutes the plant was unfurling itself, the browns and dull greens in the leaves becoming brighter once again. Misty let out a small gasp as she opened her eyes to watch see her success. "It worked?" She turned with a smile on her face, and victory in her eyes "I did it Delia! I did it!"
The young witch launched herself at the older woman, hugging her tightly and chanting "I did it" over and over. Cordelia laughed and hugged her back, proud of what Misty had achieved.
"You certainly did, I told you you could. You're an amazing witch Misty" She pulled herself back to look at the beaming Cajun "I'm so proud of you" She smiled, and tried not to notice Mistys arms still wrapped around her waist. Misty nodded slightly, looking down almost bashfully before quickly kissing Cordelia on the cheek and stepping back, letting her arms fall to her sides.
"You did it, you showed me how. I know you think the other girls don't like you too much, and I know it's hard for you having your Mama around right now, but you're an awesome teacher Delia. You're the best of us here. Thank you, for showing me, for letting me in here with you. I tell ya, when I'm next in my garden, it's gonna be looking beautiful, and thats because of you." She spoke so earnestly Cordelia couldn't help but smile at her words, her hand reached out of its own accord and reached towards Misty, finding her hand there and entwining their fingers.
"Thank you"
Misty didn't let go of her hand as she pulled the older woman through the greenhouse and towards the kitchen. Cordelia let herself be led, taking the opportunity to watch the swamp witch ahead of her. Her cheek still tingled where the younger woman had quickly kissed her, and she was sure she must be bright red just thinking about it. Their entwined hands was all that was keeping Cordelia in the present. Yes, it's inappropriate, yes, it would never work out how Cordelia wants. She knows these things, she knows that soon Misty will want to find her tribe, that she'll want to return to her own home, and her beautiful garden. Cordelia knows all of these things but that doesn't change the way she feels. Nothing can change the fact that she is falling in love with Misty more and more every day.
"jeez guys, get a room already."
Nan breezed through the kitchen, picking up an apple from the bowl on the counter, looking pleased with the look of confusion on Mistys face, and the red tint that had taken to Cordelias cheeks at her statement. She took a bite of her apple before continuing towards the door "don't worry guys, it's obviously mutual. Stop being oblivious already. Oh, what a good word. Oblivious. I should use that more often." She smiled, mostly to herself, as she left. Leaving the two women who had been enjoying their lunch in an easy silence before her interruption watching after her.
Cordelia cleared her throat lightly and tried to ignore the burning of her face as she quietly panicked.
"So, uh, she's the psychic one right?" Misty drawled, and Cordelia looked up sharply to notice a faint blush on the Cajuns cheeks as well.
"Clairvoyant, yes, um" Cordelia found herself desperately wanting to fill the once so peaceful silence between them "she, ah-"
"She knows I like you." Misty looked her dead in the eyes as she said it. She laughed a quiet humourless laugh "well now thats not quite true I suppose." She let her eyes fall and started to move, standing and reaching for the empty plates on the table. "Shit Delia, I'm sorry. I just- she shouldn't have said that. I thought she was the nice one here. I shouldn't, I mean, I think she's messing with me, but do you-?" She stood, watching Cordelia as it finally start to sink in to the older woman what was happening around her. Nan was winding her up, she hadn't thought to try and hide her thoughts from the clairvoyant but she realised now that was foolish- of course she'd be able to see how she felt for Misty. Now she was using that to try and make digs at her, trick her into hoping Misty could feel the same way. Maybe- no.
For a split second there, when she saw Mistys flushed face, she thought maybe Nan was right. Misty herself had just said it wasn't true that she liked her though... It took so long to sink in, Misty could watch each thought crossing Delias face and she pulled the teacher up, out of her seat and towards her. "Fuck it" she murmured as she leaned in to the older woman to brush her lips against Cordelias. She smiled into the kiss when she felt Cordelia immediately respond and reach towards the swamp witches dress, her hands finding her waist and pulling their bodies as close together as she could. Misty pulled away first, her eyes drinking in the sight of a flushed Cordelia centimetres away from her, her eyes still closed after their brief kiss "Delia? De, is this, uh. Was that Okay? I'm sorry. I shouldn't have, I thought." She pulled herself further back and ran a hand through her hair.
"Say something Delia. Please."
Cordelia smiled as she opened her eyes to the beautiful Cajun girl in front of her "Misty." She breathed out her name like a prayer, hope filling out every letter "Misty, you-? I thought, I mean, since the moment I met you, and I didn't know" Her words were jumbled, she'd lost control of her own mind the moment Mistys lips had touched hers. "She knew I liked you too apparently. Well, yeah, like. 'Like', doesn't really cover it."
Misty looked at Cordelia with hope in her eyes, and reached out a hand again to take Cordelias hand. She left the plates where they were on the table and pulled the older witch with her to lean against the counter at the side of the room " Cordelia, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, to stop watching you, since the moment I stepped into this house." She laughed as she realised their situation; until mere moments ago she had condemned herself to never acknowledging her feelings. All it took was a quick comment from Nan and here she was, trying to work up the courage to bare her very soul to the woman she had met only a week or so ago. How was it even possible to love someone so quickly? Misty hadn't had your oh-so-typical childhood filled with Disney movies about love at first sight. Nothing had prepared her for the feelings she'd encountered when she'd met Delia.
"I really like you Delia, I don't know how or why really, because I never really felt anything for anyone before. I've been searching for my people for as long as I can remember and you're it. You're my people."
They were both leaning up against the counter, next to each other, not looking at each other. Cordelia wished she could see Misty's eyes right now, but if she moved an inch she might not be able to stop herself for kissing the younger woman again, and she couldn't bear the thought of moving and ruining this perfect moment together. "I really like you too Misty. I feel things for you I never even felt for Hank. I drive myself crazy trying not to look at you but I just want to watch you all day. You're the kindest person I've ever met, you're the first person I've ever met who is truly a good person. I-"
Somehow Misty was there, in front of her again, everywhere. They weren't kissing, but all the same Cordelia felt like all of the oxygen had been sucked out of the room. She couldn't breathe, she was just looking into Misty's eyes, right there. God, how did this happen? She was her best friend an hour ago, and now? Now she was everything.
So, I'm not sure if I jumped the gun a bit here? I felt like they both deserved to know- no one should have to hide who they love and seeing as I'm basically ignoring a whole bunch of canon and re-writing the history as it suits me, I thought I'd make the most of having a clairvoyant character around. I mean, honestly, if you could read minds and knew that two people cared for each other but neither would ever do anything about it how could you resist playing matchmaker?! Please let me know what y'all think xoxo