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Shall I write it in a letter?
Shall I try to get it down?
Oh, you fill my head with pieces
Of a song I can't get out
"Oh my darling, my love, my life, how hard it is, to love you in secret. Is not that I can't breathe without you by my side, is that I much rather not have to. I crave your presence, your light, your kind hearted nature.
It pains me to not be able to scream from the rooftops how much I adore you, because I'm so afraid of ruining the connection we share.
I'm sure I must be imagining this, but I sometimes feel your magic calling mine.
You amaze me, my dearest-"
A loud noise made Cordelia drop her pen and shove the letter into her pocket, going out to investigate the source of clamour.
The supreme had thought that trying what she had learned in therapy many years ago, would help her sort out her feelings. You see, in order to surpass her negative pent up emotions towards her mother, she was told to write them down, then destroy the paper to "let them go", and even though the root of the problem had changed, her heart was aching the same way. There was no use in lying to herself, she was in love with Misty, 'head over heels, warm fuzzy feeling and constant heartache' in love… but she couldn't be, no, she was her friend, and it was most definitely not reciprocated.
The headmistress ran out, trying to find the problem, but she was in such a hurry, that she failed to notice the piece of paper that fell out of her pocket.
She entered the kitchen to see her beloved swamp witch in the middle of the room, when her eyes focused on her hand that was covered in blood.
"Oh my god! What the hell happened?" She held Misty's hand in hers, inspecting the wound.
"I'm fine is just a lil' cut. I- I broke that mug… sorry"
"Oh, Mist! Forget the mug, this looks pretty deep, let me just-"
Cordelia cradled Misty's hand in hers, and closed her eyes. Soon, a tingly feeling enveloped the wound as it slowly began closing. She was so lost inside her head, being so close, feeling her warmth, that she forgot that she was still holding her hand. When she realized it, she dropped it like it like it burnt her, "There, now let's wash your hand"
"Damn, I didn't know you could do that, that is so cool… I could have done it myself though" she giggled.
The swamp witch's smile made angry butterflies burst in her stomach, she was so enthralled by it that she didn't noticed she was staring.
"Uh- yeah, yes. I- um- I gotta go do some work so I- I'll be leaving now and-"
The supreme walked backwards towards the door and bumped into a chair on her way out.
Misty smiled even more.
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Cordelia closed her office door, panting, she groaned. What was that?
She began doing some paperwork in order to get her mind off of the "situation", but it most definitely did not work. 'Maybe I should finish the letter'
After reaching for her pocket and finding it empty, she checked the other one, and panic rushed through her veins. Oh dear god.
Focusing on finding that letter, she let her powers lead her straight to her room, and what she found on the other side of the door was most definitely something she wasn't ready for.
Sitting on her bed was Misty, holding a piece of paper in her hands.
"Oh… um, I- sorry I didn't knock" 'knock? That's really smooth Cordelia, this is your room!' "Wh- what are you doing here?"
The swamp witch slowly got up from the bed and made her way towards a quite panicked Cordelia. Once she was close enough, too close if you asked the supreme, she stopped.
"I was going to your office to thank you about fixing my hand, and I found this paper on the hallway" she lifted the letter in her right hand nonchalantly, as if she wasn't holding Cordelia Goode's heart and future in it.
"Uh- um- what is it?" she swallowed, her throat suddenly felt dry, she could hear her heart beating in her ears and pounding against her ribs, who would've guessed a little piece of paper with ink on it would be enough to kill the almighty supreme?
Misty turned around and walked towards the bookshelf on the other side of the room as she said "it's a letter, a rather interesting one"
Clearing her throat as she made her way into her closet, trying to seem calm and collected, she asked "Wh-what does it say?"
Torture, absolute torture. She watched from her closet as the curly haired blonde strolled around her room, touching every book, in deafening silence, taking her sweet time, while she was about to start walking on the walls and begin pulling her hair out. Every second felt like an eternity, every possible negative scenario playing in her mind on a loop, she was losing it. She cleared her throat.
Another minute, "Uh, it's a love letter. Did you always have this many books here? I don't remember that… well is not like I spent a lot of time in your room," and then she whispered something the supreme didn't catch.
"What was that?"
Silence. Wonderful, another thing to overthink at night, add it to the never ending list, fun.
"So… do you need anything else? Maybe you can give me the letter and I'll ask the girls who lost it"
Fingers crossed, she held her breath and bit her lip.
"Sure"
Oh thank god.
The swamp witch walked slowly towards her, again, and stood very closely. She handed her the letter and turned around to leave.
As Cordelia was about to let go of the breath she was holding, she stopped.
"Delia?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think i don't know what your handwriting looks like?"
And that's how you make someone's world stop on its axis. What now?
At her bewildered expression, Misty continued, "at first I thought maybe I was just crazy, you know? It felt like something old Delia would do, but supreme Delia? Confident and strong Cordelia Goode, hiding her feelings? Didn't seem right… then I thought, who am I to judge anything, right? But, there was the other elephant in the room, I felt like I was violating your privacy, but I just couldn't bring myself to stop, you are good with words, I'll give you that"
Cordelia was paralyzed, she couldn't comprehend what was going on, her mind was going a hundred miles per hour, this couldn't be real.
"So miss Delia, when were you planning on telling me that you are in love with me?"