Night Terrors || Closed RP

crayonbreakybadass:

Nodding, Willow held onto Cordelia for dear life, not wanting to let go of her. The dream had seemed so real to her, and when she had woken up, she had immediately ran to Cordy’s room, seeking shelter from said dream. Giving a muted yawn, she settled back into the woman’s lap, and looked up at her.

“I’m hungry…” She said, her stomach giving a loud growl as an accompaniment. Her hands reaching out and playing with her footie pajamaed feet, she rested her head against Cordelia’s shoulder. “Can I have something to eat, Mommy? Pretty please?”

Continuing to rub small circles across Willow’s back, Cordelia nodded. “Of course, sweetheart.” she replied softly. She was glad that Willow seemed to have calmed down since whatever her nightmare had been, it had obviously shaken her as badly as Cordelia’s had. 

Echoing her yawn– those things really were contagious– she started to stand up, until Dennis opened one of the cabinets and floated out a glass, indicating that he would take care of whatever Willow wanted. Smiling gratefully, Cordelia looked back down at Willow and asked, “How does cookies and milk sound to you?”

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