Author's Note: I'm rather impatient. I should be healing my brain, but instead I'm writing Cophine. Pretty much my life revolves around OB right now. I just bought a The Clash (London Calling) shirt that's very, very similar to Sarah's. Why? Um. The Clash rock (Train in Vain is my favorite), I rock (unlike Beth), and I wish I was Sarah (or maybe have Tatiana's face in general). If you dig what I'm writing, or maybe you just think I'm chill, you should write a review! That way I know how it's going for all of you! Also, it took me a bit to write this because I couldn't decide if I liked certain parts. Hmm…
Everything around her felt surreal. One minute there were fingers grazing her hip. The next moment teeth were nipping her collar bone. The woman was everywhere at once, yet it felt like she was just barely scratching the surface. Backs arched until bare breasts touched. While breathing hitched and hearts beat so fast they were bound to break. As the feather-light touches continued, they grew into soft scratches along her sides. The fingers traced down her body and stopped just above her navel as kisses met below and traveled their way down. She could feel a guttural moan growing in her throat, but just as she was about to release it Cosima found herself staring into darkness with only her heavy breathing filling the air. Her eyes slowly opened to find herself in her room, alone, with light filtering in through the blinds. She lifted her hands from where the rested, one on her pubic bone and one on her stomach, and pushed the blankets off of her. When she sat up, she didn't even have to question who her dream was about. She already knew the answer because only one person could envelope her mind so fully, and that was Delphine.
The weekend had been a whirlwind of pot, wine, and being dragged out to bars by her friends. She barely had any time to think. The constant distractions were a blessing because when she wasn't busy her mind was an almost continuous stream of Delphine, but when she was alone in her small studio apartment it was harder to keep her mind occupied.
The apartment had been melded into the perfect space for Cosima's interests. The kitchen was simple, but the dining area had a desk and book shelves that melted way into the living area. Her apartment practically looked like a library, but all of the books related to science in one way or another. Most of them focused on biology, but there were other subjects thrown in for good measure. Her bedroom had double doors, and the entire space was set in dark, rich colors to give off an air of relaxation. Sometimes she went to the library to study, but more often than not she found herself sitting at her desk or relaxing in bed. It was her perfect retreat, but right now it felt more like a distraction. With her recent dreams, even looking at her bed made her heart rate pick up from the association, but today was Monday. That meant immunology first thing, and it also meant seeing Delphine.
For one of the first times in a while, Cosima got to class early. She sat down front and center and took out her notebook. The professor and Delphine entered the lecture hall and were making idle chit-chat when the French woman excused herself and made her way over to the petite brunette.
"Hello, Cosima. I just wanted to make sure you were still coming to my office hours, oui?" Her accent made the words melt smoothly over her tongue. Cosima looked up and nodded her head quickly. Her eyebrows quirked and responded swiftly that she would definitely be by during office hours. The blonde nodded in affirmation and said she would see Cosima then. Students were streaming into class, so the graduate student had to prepare her notes. Professor Harken told the class that today Delphine, "Miss Cormier", would be leading the lecture. The announcement made Cosima straighten up and grip her pen just a little bit tighter. Not only was she enchanted with the blonde's physique, but her mind was absolutely captivating. The way she talked about hypersensitivities like it was the most fascinating subject on the planet had Cosima completely enthralled. For some reason, Delphine could even make lymph nodes sound like the most amazing, sexy part of a human body. It was that intensity and exuberance that truly kept her wanting more. More lectures. More labs. More French. More Delphine.
Cosima could not get to office hours sooner. She rushed out of her final class to make her way to the main biology building. After entering, she quickly scanned down the list of offices to find where Delphine's office was. "324 B" was the winner. She made her way up to the third floor then scanned office numbers. She came to a sign stating "Offices 324 A-D" and peered inside the entry. She first spotted a man in a cubical-like office going over some paperwork. Then she turned her head to look in the other direction to spot Delphine hard at work. No other students had arrived, so Cosima had her all to herself. She was typing intently on her computer as the brunette approached.
"Uh… Delphine?" Cosima said as she took her bag off her shoulder. The French woman stopped her typing and looked over her shoulder then quickly stood up. She extended her hand and said, "Bonjour Cosima."
The dreadlocked girl moved her bag to her other hand awkwardly then took her teacher's hand in hers. She studied the woman's face for a moment then glanced down at their hands as she let go. Her cheeks pulled up into a smile, and her head tilted to the side slightly as she gazed up at the person standing before her. She watched the way her lips moved when she talked as well as observed her hands moving in unison with her words.
"Cosima?" Delphine asked as she waved her hand in front of the girl's face. The brunette wasn't exactly sure how long she'd been standing there just staring at the gorgeous woman, but it was apparently long enough to miss some conversation.
"Shit," she whispered absentmindedly.
"Pardon?"
When Cosima realized she had spoken aloud, her hands started to move wildly in front of her as she explained, "No, ah, sorry! I was- I must have zoned out. Can you, um, can you repeat, please?" The last word out of her mouth came out meekly with a small shrug. "I promise to pay attention this time. Cross my heart." She made an "x" over her heart and grinned up at the taller woman.
Delphine shook her head with a smile and said, "I hope you pay more attention in my class!"
"Oh- yes, it's my favorite class! I-"
"Cosima." The girl kept trying to talk until another "Cosima" made her quiet up.
"Yes? Um… what is it?"
"You do not need to explain to me. I was just attempting to make a joke. Apparently I should stay with Français, oui? Sans blague, I spoke with Mr. Pelly. You are free to use the graduate lab provided I or another graduate student is available should anything happen. I am one hundred percent willing to assist in any way necessary. You are a bright student, Cosima. I can see the way you pay attention in lecture, and I would hate for you to have to switch classes. Are there certain days that work better for you? I would think you'd want to schedule a weekly time, yes? For me, any time during office hours would be preferable."
"I have no idea what that French part was, but that sounds awesome- amazing. I think Tuesdays during your, uh, office hours would be good. I have fewer classes, and if for some reason I don't finish up I could schedule another time later in the week with you. You know, if that's okay."
"Oui, yes, that sounds ideal," she hesitated for a fraction of a second. "I think it would be to both our benefits if we exchanged numbers. That way, if some unforeseen circumstances come up, the other will know."
"Oh yeah, ditto. Um. Let me just- do you have a pen and paper?"
Delphine twisted to the side slightly and took a pad of sticky notes and a pen off her desk. She handed them to Cosima to write down her number on. The brunette haphazardly raised one leg and used her thigh to quickly scribble her name and number down. Then she handed the sticky notes and pen back. The French woman read over the writing. Her lips twitched and the name "Cosima Niehaus" rolled off of her tongue.
"I will be sending you a text message, so that you will have my number also," she said when she looked back up at the dreadlocked student who was now lacing her fingers together.
"I'll be waiting, uh, for the lab time. I'm mad excited about our first lab."
"Your enthusiasm is refreshing. My hope is for all students to be as well-rounded as you."
"Well-rounded?" Cosima asked before thinking.
"Ah, yes, you are quite well-rounded. You are intelligent, compassionate, and cheeky."
A laugh rose in the brunette's throat. "I'm cheeky?" she asked. The blonde responded with a laugh of her own.
"Quite. It is," it took Delphine a moment to find the right word, "amusing."
The corners of her lips turned up into a small smile then her lower jaw shifted to the side as she began to talk. "Well, uh, I'll see you tomorrow then." Cosima waved awkwardly then grabbed her bag and exited the room.
Author's Note: This chapter was intended to be longer, but I wanted to get something up for you guys. I'll hopefully be updating more frequently as my head is starting to feel better. (I also really want to get to actual Cophine love.)