"Oh my god," Waverly groaned, setting the now empty bowl on the coffee table and sitting back. "That was so good." She patted her slightly bulging stomach, a lassitude settling over her limbs from the hot meal and comfy couch. Next to her Nicole was in the same state, her long legs stretched out next to Waverly's shorter ones and a matching smile on her face.
"Glad you liked it. You all done?" Nicole picked up Waverly's empty bowl.
"No I'm good." Waverly started to get up to collect the dishes, but was stopped by a raised eyebrow from the taller woman.
"Sit."
"But you cooked I can help clean," Waverly protested weakly as she watched Nicole gather up the dirty dishes.
"See the whole idea was for you to come over and relax. You take care of everyone, let someone pamper you for a change," Nicole said with that dimpled grin that never failed to melt Waverly just a bit.
With a playful huff she sat back, not even trying to hide the smile as she watched Nicole walk over to the dishwasher. The smile turned into a full blown giggle as Wonka and her new dark shadow zoomed over and got right underfoot. Nicole sidestepped and juggled the dishes before finally putting them on the counter. "Wonka. You're not supposed to be teaching him your bad habits." This only earned her a meow and a louder giggle from Waverly. "Don't encourage her," Nicole grumbled, glaring at her guest before turning to load the dishes.
Wonka and the little black kitten soon lost interest when they saw no food was coming their way and wondered back over the couch. They'd been banished while the humans had been eating, but now hopped up and made themselves comfortable near the end of the couch, Wonka stretching out and the small black kitten curled by her stomach.
"I really should think of a name for him," Waverly said as she ran her fingers through the tuft of fur on top of the small head. This earned her a small mewl before the kitten settled back down once more, content and warm with his new partner in crime on one side and new owner on the other.
"Any ideas?" Nicole asked as she came back over to the couch.
Eyes still on the duo Waverly considered it before smiling as the name came to her. "Willy."
"Willy?" Nicole looked at the duo then laughed as it clicked. "Willy and Wonka. Cute."
"I thought so."
"So what would you like to watch?" Waverly turned to answer but the words died on to the tip of her tongue. Waverly's brain short circuited instead at the firm behind presented to her as Nicole leaned over to grab the small stack of DVDs on the coffee table. It was a sight she'd seen on many occasions, whether it was jeans or uniform pants. For a moment her treacherous mind wondered what the sight would be with just the scrap of silk she'd seen earlier in the bedroom.
"You okay there, Wave?"
Embarrassment prickled along Waverly's skin as her eyes snapped up towards Nicole's, the flush growing worse as she noted the quirked eyebrow and playful smirk.
"Yeah," She said. Multiple responses danced around in her mind, flirtatious and witty, but none of them were forth coming. Stuck behind a wall of nerves that she was trying to overcome, but it was going to take a little bit longer apparently. Instead she snatched the movies stretched out towards her busied herself looking over them even though she knew them already.
"Always a good choice," Nicole smiled, reaching out to take back the DVD, fingers brushing briefly over Waverly's before she turned to go put the movie in. Once the credits started rolling Nicole came back to the couch. As she sat back down Waverly's attention was immediately drawn to the length of skin pressed against her arm and legs. Like being pulled, she eased closer, strengthening the touch. Reaching behind her she pulled the comforter from the back of the couch as Nicole shut off the lamp beside them, leaving them both in the soft glow of the tv. It was intimate and comforting and mixed with the sound of the snowstorm outside seemed to make time standstill. Like the rest of the world didn't exist.
The opening credits rolled across the screen, familiar as they'd both seen the movie numerous times. It was a shared favorite, something they'd quote and laughed about to one another. Laughter lightened the air as the two main characters struggled to communicate. Waverly's eyes drifted from the screen to the profile before her. Long nose, pink lips pulled back in a soft smile, the faint shadow of a dimple making itself known. She'd seen so many emotions pass through those dark brown eyes; anger when a drunk took a swing at her, laughter when Wynonna said something stupid, tenderness whenever they were able to share a moment, just the two of them.
A wave of affection came over Waverly. It washed over her and like an undertow, pulled her closer to Nicole, her head finding a spot on the redhead's shoulder. She felt Nicole stiffen in surprise, her chin brushing the top of Waverly's head as she turned to look down at her, but Waverly didn't move away. Instead she stayed where she was, eyes glued to the screen as if this was the most normal thing in the world.
'Hopefully it will be soon,' Waverly hoped.
Her patience was rewarded when the arm she was resting against shifted and moved to wrap around her, pulling her closer. "Is this okay?" The words were spoken softly, as if in reverence to the significance of what was shifting between them.
"Perfect," Waverly said just as softly. She rewarded once more by Nicole pulling the comforter over them both and then taking her hand beneath it. Warm lips brushed against the top of her head and a part of Waverly wanted to tilt her head back, to finally take those lips with her own and see if they were as sweet as she thought them to be. But she stopped herself. Whether due to not quite having the courage to quite yet, or simply wanting to savor this moment, she wasn't sure. So instead she snuggled closer, content to listen to the strong heartbeat beneath her ear.
Neither moved or said anything else, besides the occasional comment elicited from the movie, or a soft mummer and hum of contentment due to what was happening between them.
