cheryl and toni at bedtime

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A/N: smut warning

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"I always keep extra pillows and blankets in the linen closet in the bathroom if you ever need any," Cheryl explained as she guided Toni around her bedroom, "And you're welcome to use any of the towels, of course."

"Cher, I've stayed here before," Toni chuckled, leaning against the doorframe to the bathroom as Cheryl continued the tour.

"Yes, but now you live here, TT," the redhead couldn't help but bite her lip to contain her excitement, failing miserably.

"Yeah...guess I do," Toni smirked, crossing the small space to press a chaste kiss to her lips. They lingered for the slightest moment, content in the silence that surrounded them before Cheryl took a deep composing breath.

"Let's get you unpacked, shall we?"

They wondered if the excitement would ever fade. Right now, it felt like just a sleepover. A sleepover that was going to only last a few days. It hadn't hit them that this was real just yet. But it was probably for the better, considering Cheryl was prone to over-thinking. But now, she was content in her bed, curled up on her side with Toni across from her in the same position, playing with each other's fingers. They couldn't sleep, despite it being past two AM. As of right now, this was a permanent arrangement, but both girls couldn't help but feel as if it were too good to be true, and wanted to spend as much time together as possible. Even if it meant staying up all night just talking with the occasional kiss here and there.

"It's really not that bad. Thornhill was much more spooky," Cheryl giggled. Toni had finally admitted how creepy she thought Thistlehouse was, "But there's nothing to fear ma cherie."

Toni just smiled and looked down at their linked fingers, noting the difference between her own tan skin and Cheryl's pale. She tried her hardest to hold back a yawn, not wanting to end the night yet.

"We should sleep," Cheryl sighed, glancing at the alarm clock on her nightstand.

A pout covered Toni's face, but the redhead was quick to kiss the pout away, nipping gently at her bottom lip as she pulled back. "Don't be sad, TT. We can talk more tomorrow," she pecked her lips again. "And the next day," another kiss. "And the next day," she giggled with one last kiss, "And every day after that."

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Cheryl Blossom came with a lot of emotional baggage. Especially over the last few years, she's been prone to panic attacks, terrible anxiety, and her least favorite: nightmares. The nightmares were the worst. Because literally anything could happen. If she was lucky, she would wake up before anything too bad could happen. But most of the time she was trapped in her own mind, stuck in a state of suffering that she couldn't wake from.

Thankfully, since Toni's arrival, the nightmares were much less persistent. Being wrapped in the serpent girl's arms made Cheryl feel much more at peace when nightfall came. But when the nightmares did come around, they were much more intense than ever before.

"Cheryl, come on, wake up," Toni shook her gently. The redhead was covered in a sheet of sweat, practically convulsing beside her. Toni had woken up at just the feeling of her tensing and trembling. "Cher, it's me, it's Toni. I'm right here," she said a little louder, shaking her harder before cupping her cheek gently.

"Toni, no," Cheryl whimpered, still deep in sleep as a tear slipped down her cheek to Toni's fingers, "Toni..." The pink haired girl never minded calming Cheryl down after her nightmares, but getting her to wake up from them was the hard part. Sometimes she was just in too deep to be woken up with simple shakes.

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