She struggled with her emotions for half a second but she knew she wanted to go inside, and besides, it was turning into a really cold night and she'd forgotten her coat. Using the keys Delphine had given her she let her self into the building and started up the stairs, giving pause when she reached Delphine's front door. She had the key to that one too, but it seemed a little stalker-ish just to let herself in. She knocked on the door politely, thinking about what she was going to say when it opened. But the door remained firmly closed. She knocked again, a little louder this time and smiled when, a few seconds later, she heard French grumbling coming from the other side of the door. The door was slowly opened, still on latch and Cosima caught a glimpse of a tired eyed, bed hair, Delphine. She smiled fondly; this was how she liked to think of Delphine, innocent and sleepy, rather than the Rachel 2.0 that she'd become. 'Cosima?' she loved the way her voice sounded on those foreign lips. She loved the inflection she put on the middle syllable instead of the last. She never wanted to stop hearing her name from those lips. The door was closed slightly and the latch taken off, revealing Delphine's rather skimpy bed wear. 'Is something wrong?' The tired Delphine shook her head, trying to determine whether she was dreaming or whether Cosima really did just arrive on her doorstep. 'Relax, Delphine.' The confident brunette strolled over to the bedroom 'nothing's wrong. But I am cold, and tired.' Delphine followed her over to the bedroom, still in a bit of a daze, by the time she had caught up Cosima was already pulling on one of Delphine's over sized shirts to wear to bed. Delphine caught a glimpse of toned legs and a tight ass and groaned appreciatively. 'What?' Cosima asked, spinning around and untying her hair, letting the dreads fall down around her shoulders 'nothing, nothing.' Delphine let her eyes slowly crawl over Cosima's body 'I'd just forgotten how hot it is when you're wearing my clothes.'
'Mhm, well. I don't feel very hot right now, did you know its like, cold outside.' Delphine chuckled underneath her breath 'Yes, ma chère, it is winter.'
'I don't think I like winter,' Cosima buried herself under Delphine's duck feather duvet; still shivering despite the warmth it offered. Delphine instantly decided winter was her favourite season, if it was going to bring a tired Cosima to her bed. 'You can get in ya know.' Cosima spoke with sleepy honesty 'as great as this bed is, it's better with you in it.' The words were barely out of her mouth when she felt the bed dip and a warm body crawled in next to her. Delphine reached out and turned off the bedside light, when she lay back down she felt the smaller girl nudging her way onto her chest, she let Cosima settle and then bought up her hand to stroke the course dreadlocks which tumbled messily around her. Cosima could feel Delphine's heart beat racing and she spoke softly into her chest 'g'night Delphine.'
'bonne nuit mon amour.'
Cosima woke and stretched her hands out over the bed, searching for the body that wasn't there. She sat up quickly upon making this realisation and found her glasses, when she'd made sure they were securely on her face with a little nose scrunch she looked around the room and spotted Delphine leaning against the door frame with a bemused face. She grinned, 'You are so cute in the morning, Cosima.' She said, closing her eyes and making wild gestures with her hands, looking like a blind person searching for their glasses. Her teasing was cut off short by a pillow thumping into her face with surprising accuracy. She tsked Cosima, still teasing, 'these are very expensive feather pillows, and we do not throw them around the house like commoners.' She put the pillow back on the bed and perched on the side 'Yeah, the pillows are alright.' Agreed Cosima, with a mischievous look in her eye 'but I prefer the pillow I was using last night.' With that she dove and wrapped her arms around Delphine's waist, forcing her down on to the bed and pinning her underneath. Delphine's smile was wide and unforced. She had missed this. Missed Cosima's natural playfulness, she doubted she'd ever even felt real happiness until she'd locked eyes on the cheeky American girl across the lab.
Where she was pretending to be someone else.
When she was lying to Cosima's face.
She sighed and tried to rid herself of the guilt, but she could never seem to really shift it. Cosima sensed rather than felt the shift in mood nuzzled Delphine with her nose 'Come on Dr. Cormier, don't be sad.'
'I am not sad, ma chère,'
'Hmm. Well I'm no doctor but, yep,' Cosima inspected her with fake seriousness 'I definitely diagnose you as sad. And as we all know, there's only one cure for sadness.'
'Hmm, and what would that be?' Delphine purred, hoping to seduce the girl still above her. Cosima didn't reply but instead lowered herself down, until their lips were only millimetres away from each other, Delphine closed her eyes in anticipation of the kiss, but none came. Instead she felt a sudden tickle on her rib cage 'Non Cosima! Ne pas à nouveau!' Cosima paid no attention to the sudden French spilling from her lips, nor the kicks and screams coming from the usually reserved woman. 'Dr Cormier!' exclaimed Cosima between laughing fits 'Did I just hear a squeal!? Did the big boss, scary, Delphine Cormier just squeal?'
'Shh. Don't tell anyone, you'll ruin my reputation.'
Cosima finally stopped her tickling and laughed 'see, perfect cure. No more sadness.' At that exact moment Delphine's stomach growled loudly 'I've got a cure for that as well.' Cosima slipped her body off the bed and grasped Delphine by the hand, pulling her up. 'Lets go to breakfast.' Delphine nodded silently, not wanting to ruin this moment, she could almost believe her and Cosima were a real couple, with no history, no bad blood, no DYAD between them. Cosima looked at her clothes, which Delphine had neatly folded up and put on a chair, 'I'm going to need to borrow a coat.'
