The Story Of Us

Till I Turn Blue

No one's POV:

In the pit of the dark, in a cold room, curtains and blinders are still down, not welcoming the sun to make its way inside a house with a woman sitting on the couch. The memories of her and her wife inside the house kept coming back, and keep running through her head as if it was her favorite film.

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An exhausted Scarlett came inside the house, going straight to the living where her wife is laying down on the couch.

"Hi, baby..." Y/n greeted with a soft smile, which Scarlett returned with a small tired one.

Instead of greeting her wife back, Scarlett only flop down carefully on top of her wife, letting out a relief sigh as soon as she felt Y/n's finger scratch softly through her scalp, massaging her head gently. Just how she loves.

"Tired?" Y/n whispered softly, looking down at Scarlett, the movie she was watching is now forgotten, giving all her attention to her wife.

"Hmhmm." Scarlett hum in agreement, digging her head on Y/n's neck, trying to get more of Y/n's warmth and comfort.

"Want to eat something? I cooked your favorite meal." Y/n asked softly as she put a lingering kiss on Scarlett's forehead.

"Later. Just want you." Scarlett mumbled tiredly, her eyes closed, tightening her hold on Y/n's body, as if she would go away. Y/n chuckled lightly, still scratching her fingers through her wife's scalp ever so gently.

"Okay, love. Just rest, im here, i won't go anywhere." Y/n said reassuringly, and that is more than enough to makes Scarlett feel more contended and have more energy.

Knowing that her wife isn't going anywhere, knowing that she will always have someone to come home to whenever she tired, she will have someone who she can call her, home.

Looking up, resting her chin on Y/n's chest, but not putting all her heads weight on it, afraid that she might hurt her girl. Gazing at her wife's loving and comforting eyes, just looking at it, Scarlett felt home.

"I love you so fucking much." Scarlett said under her breath lovingly.

"I love you more." Y/n whispered smiling softly, feeling her heart flutter at the way Scarlett had said it.

"Not possible, my love." Scarlett said, smiling.

All her tiredness are long gone and all the bad happenstance that had happened to her today, all the exhausting things is now long forgotten.

Going back to cuddling each other, both release an inaudible sigh in relief and content.

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"Scarlett! What are you doing?!" Y/n yelled in disbelief and surprised, trying to stop the amuse smile forming on her face

"Oh- i-i was just trying to bake a cake." Scarlett said , shrugging with a small embarrassed smile on her face, that has flour everywhere.

There they are, in a messy kitchen, flour is all over the floor and everywhere, the tools and utensils are all over the counter top, food coloring and icings are messed up on counter. Y/n scolding her wife like how a mother scold her kid.

"Why? You could've just come and get me." Y/n said as she quickly walk over to the oven, turning it off, as the whatever is inside is already burning.

Standing infront of Scarlett with her hands on her hips, even though she is smaller than Scarlett, it looks like as if she's over towering her wife, who is looking down at the rolling pin in her hands, avoiding her wife's frowning face.