Buffy grinned right back at her, she
couldn’t help it. Cordelia’s smile was infectious. “There’s
little higher praise from Cordelia Chase.” She said, “Plus you
know, I totally just think to myself, what would Cordy do? Or
in some instances what would Martha do? But that’s usually
just if I have the hot glue gun out.”
“I just hope you don’t ask yourself both at the same time,” Cordelia comments, nose wrinkling at the prospect. Once the last of the twinkling string of lights settles in between prickly evergreens, she twirls back around to face the blonde, expression smoothing out once more as hazel meets familiar green. “Because the last thing I want is to be compared by my girlfriend to the woman who’s really only known for totally unhealthy food ANDstock exchange fraud.”
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1. Cordy has taken to styling Buffy’s hair in the morning. 2. They train together - both cheer practice and slaying practice. 3. Buffy’s the big spoon. 4. They have some of the most celebrated dinner parties in Sunnydale. Buffy cooks, Cordy plays hostess, the Kardashians should keep up with them.
“See, I totally need you Cordy.” she said, leaning over and pressing a kiss against her cheek. Buffy surrendered the lights without a fight and ducked down to start picking up bulbs. “Plus, you’ve got an eye for style and decorating that is just essential for something that’s going to be standing in the living room until January.”
Cordelia’s expression visibly brightened the moment Buffy’s lips pressed against her cheek, signature MILLION-WATT smile falling back into place effortlessly. “I do, don’t I?” the brunette echoed, standing on tiptoe to sling the uppermost lights across the top of the tree. “Though yours isn’t half bad either – and you know I don’t say stuff like that lightly!”
“How is decorating a tree not right up your alley?” Buffy asked, pulling a string of lights out of the box. “Come on! Come decorate with me Cordy.” She added a pout most who loved her had trouble resisting. “I totally want you to.”
“Honestly? I have NO IDEA. Just not in the mood, I guess.” It didn’t take much to sway her, though; the moment she was faced with the blonde’s signature puppy-dog gaze Cordelia was already on her feet, stealing the lights from Buffy’s hands. “Here. lemme do those - unlike you, I can actuallyREACHthe top of the tree.”
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Name: Caroline Joy Summers-Chase Gender: female General Appearance: Dark brown eyes, and dark brown hair. She’s a cute little girl, with a bright smile. Personality: Happy, energetic, talks a lot, stubborn, and just a bit spoiled. Special Talents: Like her mom’s she’s going to be a talented cheerleader. Who they like better: She loves both of them equally. Who they take after more: Cordy Personal Head canon: Caroline is adopted, she’s latina. Face Claim: alexys nycole sanchez
“I know, it’s nice to have your girlfriend to cuddle up to at night after a long night of slaying.” she said.
Buffy pulled her in close, sighing happily. This truly was the perfect end to a patrol. Pressed against her nice and warm girlfriend. Was there ever a slayer as lucky as I am. Not likely since they were all with the whole, sacred duty comes before all else. No girlfriends, no friends, no life gig. Way better doing it my way.
Buffy grinned, “One of many perks of having a girlfriend. We can totally start the whole living together well… I mean we already are. I guess we can just keep it going when we go off to college.”
“I have no idea how it feels AFTER SLAYING, obviously, but I do know that cuddling you definitely beats pretty much anything else.”
A soft smile painted its way across Cordelia’s face as she felt Buffy hold her tighter. Moments like these were more than enough to make up for all the lonely nights spent in high school before Buffy, either completely alone or with someone who was nothing more to her than a warm body to help her forget. Honestly, Cordelia would never in A MILLION YEARS have expected her life to turn out like this, but she couldn’t be happier that it did.
“Yeah, the whole living situation won’t exactly be new. Dorms’ll be a nice change, though - because as much as I love your mom and TOTALLY appreciate everything she’s done for me, there’s not really much we can ever do with her a room over almost every night.”
Buffy’s heart leapt in her chest as Cordy pressed a soft kiss against the skin there. God, she was so crazy, stupid in love with Cordelia Chase. She pressed her cheek in between her shoulder blades and closed her eyes. She could sleep better like this.
“Yeah well, my mom really likes you.” she said, “And yeah, I can see that. Hey, at least in here we’ve had plenty of sleepovers right? We’ll totally have to see if we can beg or argue our way into being roommates for college. I can’t imagine rooming with someone else.”
“I can’t either. Honestly, at this point sleeping without you again would be really weird.”
Taking Buffy’s hand back into her own, she interlocked their fingers before gently guiding them both back down to her waist. Cordelia didn’t think she’d ever get enough of this, the lightness she felt simply from being here, together with Buffy.
“I don’t see why we can’t room together in college. They usually let you pick if you want to, and it’s not like either one of us is a guy - it’s one of the perks of having a girlfriend, huh?”
