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A ruffle in the sheets, a small but strong movement and rapid breathing wake me. Lately I've been sleeping more alert than usual so it's not very difficult to wake me up, but still I come back to reality. I sense a stronger movement and I spot a figure walking to the bathroom, a ray of moonlight lights up a strand of pink hair
“Vi? Is everything okay?” I sit up in bed, remembering the strange movements moments ago.
“It's just… I had a nightmare again”, a raspy voice answers. It's not the first time I've heard her say this, but I still feel a deep weight in my chest whenever she speaks about it in this tone.
“I-I’m sorry. Do you want some tea?” I ask, already up and flicking my lamp on, the bathroom door closes and I take a deep breath while heading to the kitchen. On the way I see the board and my eyes trail over that damn “C” but before I can start dwelling on it I quickly avoid the thought, or rather, the train of thoughts that have been haunting me ever since I've started working on the case and I put the kettle on the fire.
The light of the still lit street lamps accompany the beautiful night, all is calm and silent. Usually in a city as busy as this, nights like these are hard to come across.
A high pitch wakes me from my daydream and I start grabbing two cups, and before I put those and a snack in a plate so I can take them to the bedroom, Vi appears, her face speaks for itself, she is still thinking about it.
I gave her her cup and sit in one of the chairs “Do you want to talk about it? I don't want you to go to sleep with the bad feeling still lingering.”
She waits, taking a seat in front of me and blows the steam off her cup, watching the water mixing with the tea leaves. The nostalgic look on her face makes me bite my lip in almost anger.
I feel so impotent whenever she has nightmares, I hate seeing her hurt like this, I want to be able to protect her. She looks into my eyes, almost as if reading my thoughts and grabs one of my hands.
“It's her… it's always her, she is hurt. And I can't be there, I'm running from something but I don't even know what it is. An explosion, the explosion woke me up. It's horrible and haunting.” She seems anxious just retelling it. I nod.
“We will find her” I squeeze her hand a little and we share an entire conversation with just our gazes. I may have learnt that she still has mountains of hope, and maybe I am learning along with her, “I promise. With the new restrictions it’s going to be difficult, but I know we will find her. I refuse to give up, and I want to help you. Even if we have to move all the way to the edge of Valoran, I will be with you. No matter what, when you need me, I will be there.”
“Cupcake… I…” she takes a deep breath and smiles, a tired smile but I know she has not given up, not yet.
She is one of the strongest women I know.
“Thanks.”
We finish our tea in silence, holding hands while I glance out the window. I feel her looking at me, but the silence is comforting and I know that she is calmer now. It has started to rain.
Quiet peaceful rain, washing all the pain away, slowly.
“Shall we go to sleep? Go ahead, I'll quickly clean this, don't worry”.
She gives me a kiss on the forehead and starts walking upstairs, I'm left alone in the kitchen, thinking once again.
Jinx, or well, Powder… She is a mystery to me.
The last time I saw her she almost kills me, but I know that deep inside she has a good heart, just like her sister. At least that’s what Vi has been telling me. Luckily she has been opening up more, and I'm grateful for it, knowing her and her knowing me… it's been such a fulfilling experience.
I turn the light off and walk towards the bedroom, where she already lays.
I flick my lamp off and start to slowly drift off, but a movement and the feeling of my body being embraced wake me.
I feel myself blushing as I notice her arm around my waist.
“I love you, Cupcake.”
“I love you too, Vi”
“I couldn’t be thankful enough, I… you being here and being with me, I...”
“Just close your eyes” I turn around to face her, she looks just as red as I feel I probably am.
I'm surprised at myself, normally she is the strongest out of the two.
“I will still be here when you open them again. Everything will be alright.”
I kiss her one last time, and we both fall asleep, our arms around each other.
I feel her heartbeat slowing down, calmingly.
The rain is still falling, shushing us slowly to sleep.
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All I Want for Christmas is You (Cait x Vi Christmas Fic)
Christmas, the one time of the year where the stress and the calmness mix together to form a night to eat, laugh and spend time with the people you love.
Sadly, this year Vi and I will miss the family dinner because a snowstorm was announced last night, so we decided to stay in and wait until the next day to eat lunch with the family.
At least we have one more day to organise stuff we still didn't do, like think about what to bring to the family lunch, finish putting up the decorations at home, and of course, why not, celebrate a little in the warmth of our home.
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Crunch, crunch, crunch.
The sound of our feet stepping on the snow while walking home from buying the last ingredients we needed for the cookies.
I wrap my arms around myself.
I feel colder than I had anticipated and the trip is longer than I thought.
-Babe, are you sure you don't want my jacket? Your lips are turning the colour of your hair- Vi asked. She had this special ability of always wearing the perfect amount of clothes to go out.
-Don't worry, I wouldn't want you to be cold, we are like two blocks away, we just have to speed walk a little- I fix my bags in my hands and start walking faster, luckily the snowstorm isn't gonna be here until later at night but it started snowing two days ago and it has never stopped since then
"Cait, I don't want you to get hurt, be careful." And just in that moment, my foot slips and my knees hit the ground, my face would have also been a victim of the snowy surface if it weren't for a pair of strong arms wrapping around me. "I told you, I don't want you to get hurt. There 's no rush."
I look at her, she seems a little worried.
It's true that I have been stressed out these days, and she knows it. I get up, still hugging her. "I'm good, I'm good, thanks for catching me." I smile reassuringly.
We have to rest. "Let's just get home and bake some cookies, yeah?"
She nods, a little more excited now, and unconsciously we hold hands to our house so none of us fall.
We enter the house and I take my light jacket off, convinced I had already made my bad decision quota for the day. I'm still cold, so I move my hands up and down my arms while turning on the chimney.
I hear Vi organising the shopping bags in the kitchen and I walk over there. She took the recipe out and I saw her struggling to turn on the oven.
"Darling?"
"Mh?"
"I'm planning on taking a shower, you know, to warm up." I lay on the doorframe "Care to join me?"
She looks up at me with a smile and quickly shuts the oven door. "You know what? The oven can surely wait."
After the energizing shower, we changed into some comfortable ugly sweaters and warm pants, luckily Vander had gifted us these last year so we had something to keep us warm.
Walking downstairs, I see the unfinished Christmas tree we have in the living room.
"Vi?"
"Yeah?" I hear coming down the stairs.
"We have to decorate this tree, it feels so empty." I walk towards the boxes at the side of it, the decorations were a gift from my mother, surprisingly they were colourful and shiny. "What if we make the cookies, put them in the oven, and while we wait, we decorate the tree? I love multitasking." I turn around, my girlfriend smiling at me.
"I love spending Christmas with you, you know?" She smiles. "But we aren't multitasking, already told you, there's no rush. This isn't another one of your cases."
I laugh. "Violet, you will have to give me some ground to work with." I step closer, grabbing her hand.
"I love spending Christmas with you as well, so shall we go make those cookies?"
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"Cupcake! Look at this cookie! It's so ugly!" Vi shows me the dough she has been decorating for a while.
It's… Well, she's right, it's kinda ugly, but in a cute way.
"I love it so much."
She, delicately, holds on to the cookie and puts it on a plate, moving the others so it fits in the centre. On the plate next to it lay my gingerbread men. I'm a little creeped out, I think I'm stressing too much about my batch.
I take a deep breath and I grab a new cookie, allowing myself to be a little laid back, trying to do thicker lines, less details, just using the colours my hands reach and not in an organised manner.
Vi rests her chin on my shoulder, looking at the cookies I'm making, her arms around my waist. "I think it's cute, like you, Cupcake."
I blush and look at her from the corner of my eye. "I'm trying to be more relaxed, like you told me… several times. I'm glad you like it." I finish the pink hair and draw on a smile. "It's you."
Her eyes shine in amazement. "It's a little ugly. I love it. Thanks, Cupcake." She gives me a kiss and puts my cookie next to her cookie, and grabs blue frosting, putting a bit over the head of her original ugly cookie. "Now we both are ugly cookies."
"I love them, we are beautiful ugly cookies." I give her a kiss on the cheek. "Make sure to make another one for your sister, she will kill us if we make these and don't include her."
"Okay, we took care of the cookies, now sit while I decorate the tree." Vi has been working a lot today, while also keeping my stress at bay, so the least I can do is this.
"What if I do that after making us some hot chocolate? I have a super special secret ingredient that always works."
"Alright, but just relax now, you have been doing a lot and I feel like I have only been stressing you out." It is true, I love organizing and keeping everything in place, but I've seen how Vi looks at me sometimes, worrying about my mental health.
I'm glad I have her to help me. She has her own problems, and of course I am always here for her, but even if we have our own problems we are always present for each other.
I'm glad to have her in my life, she's an amazing partner. I wouldn't change this for anything in the world.
As she walks toward the kitchen, I start decorating the tree. We decided to avoid the temptation of opening the gifts by hiding them around the house, and not putting them under the tree. After all, we are opening the gifts tomorrow at lunch time.
I put on some lights and other Christmas related decorations, not only on the tree but around the room.
"Darling, there's one thing missing!" I grab the star, we usually put it on when everyone is in the room.
"Me?" Vi enters with two mugs filled to the brim with hot chocolate, puts them on the table and approaches me.
"The star" I show it to her. "And yes, of course, you."
I get on top of a chair to place the star and Vi, being precautious, stays behind me just in case.
"The star might be on the tree, but I got the best view from down here."
"Oh, you tease… Help me get down, Darling."
She smiles and holds out her hand, and when we are both at floor level we turn around to see the finished tree.
"It's beautiful." Vi sighs, looking amazed around the room "You did some magic here."
"I have a better view, here, take some steps back." I grab her hand and guide her to the doorframe, then I point up "Oh! What would be the chance! We are under the mistletoe!" I smile, doing some work as a detective gets you to never miss on the details.
She blushes and I get her close, I wrap my arms around her neck "May I?" She nods, and I kiss her, she holds me close and I caress the back of her neck.
"I'm glad we are spending this night together."
She looks into my eyes, I look back into hers. It's always an adventure, like looking into a new landscape, a beautiful view I can get hypnotized with. Today, it seems like her eyes are mimicking the snowstorm, a little grey, a little light blue.
"Shall we drink some hot chocolate? It's not the best when it's cold."
"Fine, but you have to tell me the recipe sometime soon, though."
"Cupcake, the secret recipe is secret because you don't share it." She raises an eyebrow, and we walk to the sofa, to drink our hot chocolate.
We have been cuddling on the sofa for some time now, sleeping, cuddling, finishing our hot chocolate under a warm blanket, and luckily the snowstorm wasn't so harsh, so we didn't lose electricity.
I got closer to Vi, our legs intertwined, resting my head on her chest. She puts her hand on my back.
"Vi, I'm glad we spent this time together. I really enjoy being with you."
"I'm comfortable being with you, Cupcake, you make me feel safe."
My heart skips a beat, I look at her, the lighting of the christmas tree really makes for a nice atmosphere, her slow breathing and her presence relaxes me.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, taking this moment in.
The clock strikes midnight, and some fireworks are heard in the distance. We have been chatting and cuddling for a while now, and Vi stands up and looks at me with a devilish smile.
"We said we were going to open the presents tomorrow at lunch with your family, I know, but I have one gift that you can use today. Don't worry, I have another one for tomorrow. The thing is, this one gift is upstairs, care to join me?" She raises an eyebrow and I, curiously, stand up with her and nod.
She leads me upstairs and opens the door to our room. It's as normal as ever, no decorations, a little disorganized, but still clean and still normal.
She doesn't turn on the lights, but turns to me and says “Close your eyes." I do so as told and after some moments I feel a warm, familiar, woolen texture against me. “Open them.” I look down and I see the sweater Vi has been wearing since we showered. I quickly realize what this means and my cheeks flush red, only to look up and see a smiling Vi.
"Merry Christmas, Cupcake."
Notes:
This is very very late haha sorry, but Merry Christmas for those who celebrate and Happy Holidays!
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