Fluff. Inspired by Me Quiero Enamorar (I Want to Fall in Love) by Jesse y Joy. The song is in Spanish, but it's such a cute song! You should check it out :D

7/19/15

In the midst of the summer in Louisiana, the Supreme one day decided to take the coven on a vacation. After a frenzied year of educating the witchy youth, a little break would be the least they deserved. Although they were the central members of the coven, most of them, perhaps save Cordelia herself, were young and should be rewarded for carrying such huge burdens on the daily basis.

They were at the beach, enjoying a bonfire under the stars. With the sounds of the ocean fighting the wind and the crepitation of the bonfire, the witches and the Frankenstein boy relished the carefree environment.

After they had enough of roasted marshmallows, the young witches ran off to the shore, splashing salty water at one another. Cordelia watched them with warm eyes as she picked up the paper plates, and that's when a silhouette of a person came into her sight.

"Misty." Cordelia smiled at the wild blonde, who sat on a log a few feet away from the fire. She gently sat down next to her, admiring the untamed hair swirling in the ocean breeze. "Aren't you going to play with them?"

"Nah, I'm fine sitting here." Misty replied quietly, simply content surrounded by the nature, and perhaps in the company of the older woman. She looked over to the shore, where other ones were. Kyle was hugging his girlfriend, both of them dying from laughter. "Miss. Cordelia, what does it feel like to be in love?" Turning to the woman, Misty asked innocently.

"What? Why?" The question came out of nowhere and caught Cordelia off-guard. The older woman stammered as she tried to conceal the pink on her cheeks, afraid that the blush could be even heard in her voice.

The younger woman merely shrugged, unaware of the state the Supreme was in. "Madison made fun of me that I don't have anyone," said Misty with her brows knotted slightly, kicking the sand under her feet. "She has many boyfriends, Zoe and Kyle are so much in love, Nan has Luke, and even Queenie started going out with people. I'm the only one who's got nothing going on."

"Misty, don't listen to what she says. You know she's only doing it for fun."

"Yeah…She's right, though. I've never been in love. I don't even know how it feels."

Misty had read books about people who are meant to be together, and Stevie sang songs about lovers, too. But none of these words actually had made much sense to the swamp witch. They were just colorful words on paper that didn't have a shape.

"You are the Supreme. You know how it feels, right?" Innocence and desperation covered the surface of her sapphire eyes, which reflected the sparks of the nearby fire.

Cordelia didn't give her a quick response much to Misty's dismay, and remained silent for seconds, her mind driving hard. "It's…it's comforting. It feels nice," said softly Cordelia, stopping occasionally to make sure of her word choices. "It's like the entire world stops when their hand touches your skin. It feels as if everything ceases to exist in their absence.

"A faintest touch can undress your soul, and make your feet tingle." As she gained confidence in her speech, the Supreme moved her gaze to the woman next to her, who attentively listened. Their eyes caught each other, causing Cordelia to swallow hard. "Their embrace is the warmest coat in winter, and in summer, just sitting and watching the sunrise together makes you the happiest person in the universe."

The long eyelashes of the Supreme cast small shadows on her cheeks as she bit her lip bashfully. Misty wasn't sure if the redness of her face was the fire shining onto her, or her blood vessels widening in embarrassment. Either way, the swamp witch had never seen a prettier thing before.

Cordelia let out a dramatic sigh, indicating the end of the speech. "I don't know what's gotten into me. I'm not usually such a poetic person." She laughed awkwardly to wipe off her nervousness.

The shyness of the older woman caused the corners of Misty's lips to turn upwards. "Maybe that's what love does to you." She bit her bottom lip, unintentionally mirroring the other's gesture. "Is that how Hank made you feel?" The whisper came out quieter than Misty had planned.

"Hank? No, of course not." Cordelia let out a puff sarcastically, waving her hand as if to keep the cheating ex-husband on the ground. There was no way he could make her feel how she felt now. The feelings she struggled to contain out-weighted all the emotions her past lovers all put together had given her. Each moment worked as a fuel on her emotions, and the Supreme didn't know how long she could hold the dam.

"There is…someone, very important in my life that can make me feel like this, though." Cordelia mumbled while her hands played with the twig she'd found in the sand.

"Do you think I can find it, too? How long do I have to wait?"

Misty questioned. All these times, the fact that she had never experienced romantic love had never bothered her. But now that she saw how the corners of Cordelia's eyes wrinkled at the mention of love, the wild blonde couldn't help but desire to know the truth. Then, perhaps she could smile like the older woman did, and make her lover smile like that, too.

"It depends on people." Cordelia gave her a gentle smile. "Don't worry, it will come to you eventually. And when it does, trust me, it's worth the wait."

The Supreme knew Misty wasn't ready to hear the truth just yet. She doubted that the wild blonde would run away if she found out about the older woman's feelings. But it would certainly make the wild blonde uneasy, and that was the last thing Cordelia wanted for their friendship. She could wait, as long as Misty needed to figure things out.

Misty nodded her head contently. If the Supreme said she didn't need to rush, then there was no reason to question that. She was the Supreme, the leader of witches, who could answer any stupid question Misty had to ask. She was the kindest and most beautiful person Misty had ever met. If she said it was ok to wait, then Misty had no reason not to.

Staring at the fire, the wild blonde heard Kyle, shouting something about dead jellyfish and beckoning the two blondes to join. The wild blonde rolled her eyes, and heard the older woman giggle. Cordelia was about to stand up when Misty turned her head to her. Mischief and joy filled those brown eyes, and Misty bit her lip to suppress her giggles.

And that's when it happened. Soft, warm fingertips of Cordelia brushed the skin of Misty's upper arm as she stood up from the log. Electricity jolted through Misty's spine, and she faltered. A sense of familiarity in the feeling flooded her system, and the wild blonde looked up to the other woman. Could that be? She couldn't dare to identify.

Cordelia stood a couple feet away, with the gentle, loving smile Misty had come to treasure. She held out her arm, waiting for the wild blonde to take the hand. "Are you coming?"

"Yeah." The wild blonde shot back a smile. "Yeah, I am."

As Misty walked to her and took her hand, her mind recited all the words Cordelia had said earlier. It surprised her how easily one's world could be turned completely upside down, because that's what just happened. Strolling towards the other people hand in hand with the older woman, Misty made a mental note to read more books. Maybe she could find a way to make the Supreme fall in love with her.