Night Terrors || Closed RP

crayonbreakybadass:

Making sure to wash her hands once she was finished with her business in the bathroom, Willow made her way down the hall, her footed feet making hardly a sound on the floor. Finding her way to the kitchen, she frowned as she saw Cordelia with her head buried into her hands. Coming up to her side, Willow struggled to pull herself up into one of the chairs beside the woman she had taken to calling her mother.

Unable to pull herself up, she frowned and tugged on Cordelia’s sweat-pants, even though the woman had watched her attempts to get into the chair. “Mommy? What’s wrong? You look so sad…was somebody mean to you?”

Lifting her head from her hands, Cordelia’s mind scrambled for a way to explain her mood to Willow without frightening her. She smiled halfheartedly as she watched her try to climb into a chair; Willow cheered her up without even trying, and more than ever before, she was grateful for the young girl’s presence.

Carefully picking the young girl up, she seated Willow in her lap. Cordelia absently rubbed Willow’s back, both for Willow’s comfort and her own. The two sat in amiable silence, before she finally managed to give Willow an answer. "No, sweetheart, no one was mean to me. I just… I had a bad dream, too.“ 

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