Willow sighed in relief when the miniature versions of Gus disappeared in a puff of smoke. She sunk into her desk chair to take a much needed breather.
"A-are they gone?" A quiet voice whispered out from under the bed.
The plant witch's mouth broke into a genuine smile. Quickly grabbing her discarded cowl, she tossed it over the crystal ball to ensure Gus or anyone else wouldn't accidently see her special visitor.
"Yes Boscha they're gone."
Boscha poked her head out from under the bed. Grey eyes glancing around the room to double check. Once the coast was clear she shimmied her way out from underneath the bed.
"Finally, I thought I had to spend the night under there again."
The taller witch closed the distance between them. Carefully wrapping her arms around Willow's shoulders and nuzzling her hair.
"I told you I was sorry for that!" Willow huffed. " I didn't know my dads were going to come home early."
"I know my love. It's just cute seeing you get flustered." Boscha giggled. Tilting her head to the side to place a loving kiss on the side of Willow's head. She pulled back with a mischievous look on her face. "Speaking of flustered, I found some interesting things under your bed."
A deep blush creeped its way onto her ears. The appendages flicking nervously.
"What did you find?"
Willow shuddered when the other girl's fingers reached up to delicately cup her chin.
"Mm how about a deep pink box with a black bow?"
The plant with gulped at the fingers lazily caressing her cheek before they stopped. Moving instead to tangle in her dark blue locks. "That's for when you're not here.."
"You replacing me now?" Boscha husked. Her voice thick with rapidly building lust. Her fingers tightened turning the shorter witch to look at her.
Willow's eyes briefly flicked downwards, eyeing the taller girl's soft lips. "Never.."
They closed the distance. Eagerly smashing their lips together desperately trying to burn the others taste in their mouths. Tongues writhing and fighting for dominance.
Willow's heart thumped against her chest. The other girl's lips were delicious and addicting. Not matter how many times Boscha snuck into her room, the plant witch never got tired of her. Ears perking at the sound of her lover's deep moan.
A sharp pain in her arm made her pull back with a yelp. Her good hand clutching at her injured one.
"Are you okay?" Boscha hurriedly dropped to her knees infront of the girl. Worry plain on her face.
"I'm fine. Just hurts every now and then." Willow waved off her lover's concern. Absentmindedly rubbing at the cast on her arm.
Boscha's ears drooped with worry before they perked high in excited interest. Dashing towards her bag.
Willow couldn't help but coo silently to herself how adorable Boscha looked rummaging through her backpack.
"That reminds me. I made a potion for you to help with the pain." Boscha looked back and giggled at Willow's disgusted grimace at the thought of drinking a strong tasting healing potion.
"Don't worry. I remembered how you said you hate the taste of healing potions so I made it berry flavored for you." The pink witch proudly held up a bottle with a soft blue liquid inside. "It will make you a bit drowsy though."
The pink haired witch smiled and strode over to Willow, presenting her the bottle with a smile. Pausing to quickly uncork the bottle.
Taking the potion in her good hand she thanked her lover before putting her lips to the rim and taking a sip. Instantly the taste of berries hit her tongue making her hum in approval. The taste quickly followed by a cooling sensation along with the pain of her injury fading away.
"Thank you. I don't feel any pain." Willow licked her lips to gather up the delicious tasting berry flavor.
"I figured you wouldn't be up to our usual activities so I packed some movies, snacks and-" Boscha trailed off for dramatic effect before pulling out a bundle of clothes. "-My night clothes!"
Willow's ears twitched happily at the clothes. She stood up and wrapped her good arm around the taller girl. Burying her face in her neck, inhaling her scent. "I love you."
Boscha tossed her clothes on the bed before wrapping her arms around her girlfriend. "I love you too."
They stood there enjoying the warmth of the other. Eventually Boscha slowly pulled back and placed a kiss on Willow's forehead making her giggle. "Do you need help with your casual clothes? I want you all to myself today."
Willow blushed and nodded. "I might need a little help."
Carefully Willow took off her pants in exchange for soft sweatpants with a pink stripe going down the leg. Boscha snorted and shook her head.
"I was wondering where my pants went."
Boscha watched Willow search for a shirt she wanted to wear. Sifting through her drawers but coming up empty handed. The plant witch turned to look at her. Eyes glancing down at the shirt she was wearing before flicking upwards, staring at the taller girl with pleading eyes.
The pink haired witch lasted all of five seconds before sighing in defeat. Hands drifting downwards to pull the hem of her shirt upwards and off of her body.
"Here." Boscha acted annoyed but the smile on her face said other wise.
Willow beamed and with the help of the other witch quickly dawned the soft T-shirt. It was a bit baggy but that made sense as Boscha was taller than her. Her ears twitching happily as she hugged the shirt to her body.
Shaking her head, Boscha grabbed the clothes of the bed and put on the black tank top and shorts that came up to her mid thigh.
By then Willow's eyelids started to droop, a yawn escaping her lips. She blinked blearily at her lover who giggled.
"Come on lay down. We can start a movie or something." Boscha gently urged Willow to lay down on the bed. Fluffing up her pillows so she sat elevated.
She gathered the movies and crystal ball. Crawling into bed after her girlfriend. Snuggling up to the plant witch, flinging an arm around her waist and pressing into her side. Setting the crystal ball on Willow's lap and starting a random movie.
Willow smiled at Boscha. Craning her neck downwards, placing a kiss on her head. "I love you."
Boscha looked up at Willow. Love shining in her grey orbs. "I love you too."
They settled against one another as the movie played. Neither paying much attention to the back ground noise. To absorbed in the others warmth. Eventually they fell asleep.
Howie slowly crept his way up towards Willow's room. A plate of her favorite food in his hands.
He knocked softly on the door. Ears perked high. Not hearing an answer he slowly turned the door knob and poked his head inside the room. Immediately he broke into a large smile.
Willow's good arm was wrapped around Boscha's neck, clutching her close. Boscha had an arm thrown over Willow's waist and held her so firmly it was like she was trying to merge their bodies.
The pink one snored softly. Burying her face in Willow's stomach.
Howie raised a brow at the shirt. It was certainly not one of hers.
He crept into the room taking extra care not to wake the girls and set the plate on his daughter's desk before sneaking back to the door. Casting one last took at the two before softly closing the door.
The ringing of the Crystal ball stirred the girls from their slumber. Boscha groaned and hid her face in Willow's- hers- shirt. Ears pressed flat to muffle the noise.
Chuckling tiredly Willow waved her hand to see who was calling her.
'Amity'
Willow sat up right in surprise. Hand coming down to shake Boscha awake. "Love wake up!"
Boscha groaned and peeled her eyes open. "What?"
"Amity's calling me you have to hide!"
Boscha huffed but didn't move off of the bed. Instead she slid her way down farther under the covers.
Willow watched a head of pink hair disappear under her blanket. "Wha- Boscha you can't just go under my covers."
"Wouldn't be the first time." Came the teasing reply that was quickly followed by a nip on her hip.
Rolling her eyes Willow accepted the call. Amity's face showing on the screen. Her purple hair seemed frazzled like she was tugging on it out of nervous habit.
"Oh my titan Willow! Guess what-" Amity stop talking and squinted at the screen. "Why are you wearing Boscha's shirt?"
Willow laughed nervously. Her face holding a strained smile. "I like your hair?"