#ahs 3

She gave you a compassionate smile. “Let’s get you changed, alright?” She helped you stand up and kissed your forehead. She took your bag against your protests. “No more work for you today,” she tapped your nose as she took your hand and led you to the bedroom. You squeezed her hand and she returned the gesture, drawing little circles on your skin. She always put you first and days like this when you returned tired, she’d put all her effort into making you feel better.

You took off your sweater and leggings and she handed you your favorite comfortable pj’s. She scanned your body with her eyes first though, winking at you playfully. You rolled your eyes but your cheeks flushed and that was enough to make her step closer and hug you, kissing you sweetly. It was slow and sensual filled with comfort. Just what you needed. “I’ll fix us some dinner,” she informed when she broke the kiss. “Thank you,” you stopped her from leaving just yet, refusing to unwrap your arms from around her. You kissed her again softly, first on the mouth and then on her cheeks, nose, forehead. She giggled and lifted your chin up. “You deserve this and you must be hungry, we’ll have enough time after your stomach is full,” she promised and you let her go.

You took your time, relishing in the feeling of finally being home and free. You got rid of your make up and washed your face. You laid back on your bed for a while, just starring up and allowing your mind to slow down. You breathed in the scent of your home, of Delia’s perfume lingering in the air. You smiled. You still wondered how on Earth did you manage to snatch her for yourself. You weren’t complaining, never. It just kept fascinating you. You finally put on the clothes she gave you and stretched. Your stomach growled, and you thank God and Cordelia, mainly Cordelia, that she thought of your hunger in advance.

You stepped out of the bedroom and faint scent of jasmine entered your nose. You followed it to the kitchen where your girlfriend was just finishing setting up the table. Candles were all around the room, illuminating it softly. You gasped in surprise, making the blond woman look up. She smiled when her eyes met yours. She walked over to you and took your hand, kissing the back of it. “You look beautiful,” she said while looking at you lovingly, smoothing your hair back from your face. You shook your head with a chuckle. “You’re perfect,” you breathed out, hugging her waist. She hummed and tilted her head in thought. “I’m just a supreme,” she decided in the end and kissed you tenderly. “Supreme girlfriend as well,” you kissed her cheek, “and my angel.”

“That’s just the hunger talking,” she laughed and ushered you to your seat before setting a cup of tea and orange juice in front of you and another cup to her own spot. The rich scent of the herbal tea mingled with the jasmine in the air and you hummed contently, completely relaxed. She chuckled seeing your blissed expression and put the plates with dinner down on the table. She sat down next to you and watched with contained laughter how your eyes widened. “How did you know?” You exclaimed giddily. You couldn’t decide whether you wanted to kiss her or hug her first, jumping on your spot. On the plate was food you dreamed of eating your whole shift. “Supreme girlfriend is well put I guess,” she winked at you, kissing your cheek. “Now eat darling,” she reminded you softly when you tried to pull her into another kiss. You pouted but not for too long, too enticed by the delicious looking food in front of you.

You talked about anything and everything. She told you about her day and what’s new in the coven and you shared a bit about your day, not ready yet to rant about every little thing that upset you. She listened carefully, murmuring softly when you wanted her reassurance or she couldn’t hold her irritation in. She always made you laugh when she got mad at your coworkers, her reactions and imitations of them spot-on. And her threats to them, although so far only whispered in the safety of your house always warmed your heart. But it was only matter of time when she’d have enough and take revenge on them for making your day worse.

You took care of the dishes together, loading them into the dishwasher and made your way to cauch. You put on some romantic comedy but neither of you paid much attention. You were looking into each other’s eyes, lying on your sides. She played with your hair, twirling the locks around her finger. You closed your eyes and just enjoyed the sensation. She was so gentle, soon opting for running her hands through it and massaging your scalp. You hummed as felt the cauch dip and her body move closer. You wrapped your hands around her waist, still not opening your eyes.

She chuckled and kissed you. Her lips were soft and warm, welcoming. There was no rush and so you basked in the feeling, melting into her for as long as your lungs allowed. “You did great today,” she praised, cupping your cheek and running her thumb across the bone there, “I’m so proud of you.” She pulled you to her, resting her chin on top of your head, planting a kiss there. You sighed. Exhaled all your stress away and inhaled her calming scent. She felt like home, and she was. It didn’t matter where you were, as long as she was there, you knew it was a place you could call home. “I’m lucky to have you,” you chuckled, nuzzling closer to her. You pampered her neck with kisses, making her giggle. “Oh darling, you deserve the world and so much more.”

You stayed silent then, letting the nonsense chatter of the movie fill the room. You didn’t pay attention to it anyway. Your focus was on Delia and her skin under your fingers as you caressed her back and her warmth that seeped from her body. She stroked your side, drawing flowery patterns on your skin where she pushed the shirt of your pj’s up. She kissed your temple or forehead once in a while, genuinely happy to have you back in her arms. But it couldn’t compare to how grateful you were that you could be with her and walk by her side for the rest of your life.