A/N - I'm really into writing for OB at the moment. I've been rewatching it, so that's probably why. Here I am with another chapter... I have a feeling you're going to hate me after this, but please keep reading! Cophine is love, Cophine is life, and Cophine is definitely endgame! Check out my soccercop fanfiction if you're into that stuff. ~ R.
"Cosima?" The teenager heard as she was wandering through the halls of her high school. It had been 2 weeks since Delphine had met her mom, and they were still going strong. Delphine had promised to cook dinner for Cosima after school, but the teenager was yet to receive a key to her teacher's apartment, so she was stuck here until the French woman was done with her department meetings. "COSIMA" The voice called again, bringing Cosima out of her own thoughts. She spun around to reveal a short blonde girl wearing a fedora hat standing in front of her. She was taken aback by the figure of Shay in front of her, unable to speak for a few moments.
"Shay... what are you doing here?" Cosima questioned as the other girl pulled her into a hug.
"I've transferred for senior year," She started, allowing the brunette to pull out of the decidedly awkward embrace. "my dad got stationed in Oakland, so here I am." She smiled at Cosima, biting her lip flirtatiously. Cosima was stunned by the blonde's appearance. They hadn't seen eachother since Mardi Gras the previous year, all Cosima had had to remember her former love by were the feathers and glitter covering her glasses. Finding them the first day she met Delphine was so painful, but now she was left with nothing but a dull ache when thinking of Shay. In the last 3 months she had grown closer to the older French woman than she ever had with Shay in the years that they had known each other.
"That's really great, Shay. We should get coffee one day after school." Cosima offered. She would be lying if she said that she hadn't missed Shay's friendship. They had been relatively close, and had known each other since they were small children. She may not love the small blonde, but that didn't mean they couldn't seek some kind of bond.
"I'd like that" Shay giggled with a wink in Cosima's direction. "Give me your phone and I'll put my number into it." Cosima quickly obliged, and as she took her phone back she heard the door to the teacher's lounge opening, and the teachers beginning to flood out.
"I'm really sorry, Shay, but I have to go." Cosima apologised, beginning her walk towards the Science building, where she knew she would find Delphine.
"Oh? Where are you going?"
"I have French tutoring after school most days with Miss Cormier." She explained quickly, "I'm sorry. I really have to go now." And with that, the brunette almost ran towards her girlfriend.
When she reached the classroom Cosima slowed down, and finally looked at the number Shay had put into her phone. It was labelled as 'Pookie Bear'. Cosima visibly cringed at the former nickname just as Delphine met her in the corridor.
"Cherie? What's wrong?" Delphine asked, rushing towards her student and pulling her into a warm, soft embrace.
"Uh.. nothing. I just met an old friend in the corridor." Cosima answered vaguely.
"Oh? Which friend?" Delphine asked, wrapping her arm around the shorter girl.
"Shay." Cosima answered, almost with a whisper.
"Shay?" Delphine asked, concerned about why the former lovers were spending time together now.
"Baby, don't worry about it, just take me home okay?" Cosima asked, laying soft, secret kisses on Delphine's knuckles.
"Okay." Delphine agreed, leading Cosima out of the corridor and to her car.
Cosima was sat, once again, on the couch that felt like home to her watching her Delphine cook them dinner. The French woman was so beautiful from behind, her figure seemed to be carved from stone or sculpted painstakingly to look just so... ravishing. Cosima got up as if she had no control over her body, walked over to Delphine and wrapped her arms around the larger women's waist.
"I love you, Miss Cormier" Cosima whispered against Delphine's back
"I love you too, ma cherie" Delphine answered, craning her neck to kiss the younger woman. "Dinner is almost ready, Souris, would you set the table?" Cosima nodded and kissed Delphine's back before going to the kitchen drawer and pulling out cutlery. When she got to the dining room the table was covered in kid's term papers from school, and she laughed as she saw hers on the top of the pile. Delphine had obviously daydreamed about them while marking the paper, because there was a border of hearts surrounding her name and sections of the text on the page. She made a mental note to print another copy of it, and slipped the adorned paper into her bag. She set the table quickly before sitting down and fidgeting from side to side, waiting for Delphine to bring in the food. Her phone buzzed in her cardigan pocket. Shay. She read the message quickly, checking after every few words that Delphine couldn't see her from the kitchen.
"Hey, sexy, it's Shay. I have my first field hockey practice tonight, and I was just wondering if you would be up for a little post-game analysis afterwards. Let me know, okay babe? Love forever - Your Pookie Bear." the message read. There was that nickname again. It made Cosima feel dirty, but it's not like she could tell Shay about her relationship with the new French teacher. Cosima wanted to tell Shay no, but this was just how the little blonde girl operated. Nobody could tell if she was flirting or just talking, Cosima assured herself that she had nothing to worry about before typing out her reply
"I'm sorry, S's mom is coming over tonight, I have to make sure that mom and Kendall don't rip eachother to shreds. You should ask Ali or Sarah, they're on the team so they can probably help you a lot more than me - Cosima." Her reply was much more formal than Shay's original message. She hoped this would help the other girl get the hint. Just as she hit send, Delphine walked in, carrying two plates with tremendous mounds of pasta piled upon them. It looked delicious, and as Delphine laid the plates down on the table, turning to kiss Cosima, the younger girl's stomach rumbled very loudly. In all honesty, the brunette wasn't sure whether it was the food or Delphine that she was hungry for. She licked her lips slightly before sitting down and tucking in, deciding that dinner must come before any... unscheduled extra-curricular activities.
"Wow, baby, this is delicious."
"Thank you, Souris, it's a French peasant dish, nothing fancy."
"Maybe it's just the beautiful French woman who served me then..." Cosima offered coyly.
"You know, suddenly I'm not so hungry." Delphine pondered, leaning closer to her girlfriend over the table.
"Oh? Me neither."
"Yeah, I'll make you something later." Delphine answered finally, standing up and swiping everything off the table with a flourish before almost leaping onto Cosima, giggling as they fell into eachother, going to town on one another on top of the dining room table. Neither had a second thought about the tomato stains now on the rug, nor did either of them wish they had eaten first. After all, rules are made to be broken.