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Barter could tell her girlfriend was struggling. The nervousness was palpable. Between Cora and her own siblings, Barter had learnt not to point it out or make it into a big deal. Instead, Barter studied the sign a beat longer, grinning ear to ear.
“I love it,” she reassured, gently grabbing Cora’s wrist and leading her inside slowly. “I’ll love it more when you’re holding it up for me in the stands.” Kicking the door closed behind them, Barter lent in to peck a kiss against Cora’s cheek before moving away.
“You can set it down, I’m just watering my kids. Do you want a coffee? Tea? Then you can show me all the work you put into that bad boy.” // @littlewccd
Relief crashed into her in the form of a wave, washing over her small form from the place that Barter kissed her cheek until it resonated throughout her entire form. This was good. This was better. She was good. Barter loved it! She couldn’t believe it. Well, she could, but anxiety couldn’t believe it before she got the confirmation that Barter didn’t think it was dumb.
She couldn’t wait to hold it in the stands for Barter. Laying it down gently on the coffee table, Cora nodding as the woman before her spoke. Her children. Amazing. Barter really did love those plants as if they could love her back and Cora could never judge her for it because she was 2000% sure those plants loved Barter more than anything else.
“Tea, please!” Her smile passed through her words, solidifying them and Cora felt herself beginning to relax. “Do you you have peppermint?” @toughestfightcr










