A/N: This got a little crackish towards the end. I am just not good at writing light-hearted stuff.
Everything blooms in the Alfea greenhouse except for privacy as it turns out when Griffin and Faragonda try to take a moment to talk about the growth of their relationship.
"What did you want to show me?" Griffin's golden eyes finally found her after she'd been gracing the translucent blue petals of a flower with their light for at least ten minutes now. Faragonda could have sworn she'd been trying to hypnotize it into hopping out of the ground and abandoning Alfea to walk into Cloud Tower instead. An awful lot of effort instead of just asking for it. As if Faragonda wouldn't give her any and all of the plants surrounding them.
"That we can, in fact, have privacy here at Alfea." Gardening was not the purpose of their visit to the greenhouse as much as it was a dream come true for both of them to stroll through the rich assortment of plants that could never be found together outside her doors. She'd been after the secluded atmosphere of that green paradise that hardly anyone visited and it'd be impossible to find them amidst the lush flora even if an entire class of students came looking for them.
"Really?" Griffin's amused smile didn't match the reactions she'd had to the people interrupting them during most of her visits to Alfea. "Are you sure?" her arched brow was much more subtle than the pokes of her questions.
"The chances of interference are very low." Griselda was the only one that could find her. Luckily for them, she was also the only one that didn't need her except for technicalities that Griselda never put off until the last moment. They had as much privacy as could be.
"Okay then," Griffin circled her slowly to make her way to the pink lilies the shade of her hair a couple decades ago. "Is there anything else you wanted to tell me?" she stroked a petal languidly but her movements were deliberate, almost predatory with their seductiveness luring Faragonda to the honey of her eyes. And her smile made Faragonda's heart race like a battle no longer could, nor any kind of fear. It wasn't running from something, but rushing home.
"Yes." She'd only spun less than a hundred and eighty degrees to keep Griffin in her sights, yet everything else was swirling around her in unfocused green spirals as if no other life existed except the soul in front of her. "I was infinitely grateful for having you back in my life as a friend, and I still am." Griffin was still grounded in their shared garden but the playfulness was gone now to leave her eyes glimmering with anticipation and Faragonda had to be careful not to root out anything else. "I've never thought that I could want anything more because you've always been everything to me." She offered her hand to melt in the warmth of Griffin taking it despite the fabric of her gloves in the way. "But I do want more. I want more time to spend with you and more chances to show you my love for you."
Griffin's eyes welled up with tears like Faragonda had poured an ocean on her. "Faragonda..." her voice fell through a crack in her wholeness that still persisted despite the fullness spilling from her.
Faragonda caught the water drops on her fingers before they could touch Griffin's tender skin with any ugliness that might have spilled in the moment from the well Griffin kept buried in her mind. "You're not just enough for me, Griffin. You are more than I could have imagined a person could be and I want all of you just as you are. All of the good and-"
"Just kiss me while I still have any air left," Griffin's words rasped through the atmosphere with desire instead of the suggested lack of breath.
"You sound fine to me but I'm here to give you everything you need." Faragonda grinned at the theatric pout falling away from Griffin's lips as fast as it had taken hold. It couldn't have robbed them of their allure but seeing them parted to welcome her instead of oxygen was an unparalleled sight that no other beauty of nature could top. She had all the proof right there to frame how much she didn't care about anything besides Griffin.
There were a couple inches left between her lips and the softness she'd imagined of Griffin's that she could see melting away as the rush of Griffin's breath swept her off her feet when a pulse of magic stung her senses to rip her out of the moment. The magical bond for tracking her in emergency situations was like a noose tightening around her neck with every pull on the other end.
Griselda.
She materialized a few feet away from the remains of the severed kiss deep in containment mode for whatever crisis had sent her after Faragonda's whereabouts. "Faragonda..." she didn't get further than a step forward when she looked up and took note of the surroundings as well as Faragonda's company.
"What is it, Griselda?" she asked with little control over her own annoyance while she kept her gaze on Griffin out of the corner of her eye. She'd turned away, her gaze running over the greenery – whether to let it soothe her annoyance or to avoid eye contact after the intrusion on their intimacy.
"Never mind," Griselda backed away, the movement drawing to her Griffin's trademark death glare. So it hadn't been embarrassment diverting her gaze. Good. "I'll handle it. Sorry for that. Pretend it never happened," Griselda had done the math as well.
"Are you sure?" The indignant energy of Griffin's stare boring a hole in her now was the better option over her kicking Griselda out of the greenhouse. Literally.
"Of course. I can fix the time anomalies Alice and Clarice caused in class on my own, don't worry."
"What?" That was an emergency. But so was Griselda's survival at the moment even if she was practically out of sight already.
"I have it under control. Go back to kissing Griffin. See you at breakfast, Griffin."
"You're still in my range," Griffin half yelled after her and Griselda had the decency to let it go even though the bluff was easy to call. "I am done with your school," Griffin grabbed Faragonda's hand before she could defend Alfea's good name and teleported them both out of there.