the clingiest woman alive
Saying Violet is clingy would be a massive understatement, because if there’s one thing she loves doing, it’s being glued to you every single second she possibly can, and literally, she’s late to work because it’s impossible for her to pull herself away from your warm body in the morning, she barely leaves the house because she’d rather stay glued to you, as if some strange force were keeping her from living even a single second of her life without you.
it doesn’t matter if you’re in the kitchen, the living room, lying down, in the bathroom, she always finds an excuse to wrap her arms around you, hide her face in your neck, breathe in that scent that’s so uniquely you, the one she loves with all her heart. Vi is clingy, yes, but it’s not like you mind.
That’s why the day you both love the most is friday, there’s nothing better than ending the week just like you are now, with your girlfriend lying between your legs, her head resting on your thigh, a small pout on her lips as she enjoys the immediate relief that comes from feeling your soft hands running through her hair, sometimes you think she must have been some kind of dog or cat in another life, because there’s no way a human being behaves like this.
“I missed you,” she murmurs almost inaudibly, you smile when you hear those two words, completely enamored by the little things she does that still melt you despite how much time has passed.
“You were only gone for a few hours, sweetheart,” you reply as your fingers run through the red strands of your beloved’s hair, hearing that, Vi looks up, offended, almost hurt by what you just said.
“What does that matter?” she argues, the weight of her exhaustion evident in her voice, even so, her own hands wander over your body, starting at your hips with a slow touch, moving forward with small squeezes that grow more possessive as she talk. “It could be two minutes, two seconds, or two hours, if I’m away from you, I’m going to miss you.”
You can’t help but roll your eyes at her exaggerated declaration, but the smile never leaves your lips. “You’re such a drama queen, Violet,” you say, she nuzzles her cheeks back against your thigh, pressing a little kiss to it. “But, if I’m being honest, I missed you too. I had an awful day, and all I could think about was coming home to tell you everything that happened.”
“Really, princess?” Her tone goes from demanding to concerned in an instant. “Tell me, you know I’m not going anywhere.”
When you start telling her, you get distracted trying to remember everything and put it all together coherently, which makes your hand in her hair stop, and Vi, acting like the spoiled girl you’ve turned her into, complains.
“Sorry, your majesty,” you tease, but you go back to the little movements that come naturally to you, and so, with the room dark and the city glowing outside, the two of you fall asleep in the comfort that only the other can provide because, as strange as it may be, neither of you would change it for anything in the world.
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