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The girls continued kissing for a while, and even when they stopped, remained sitting with their foreheads gently brushing thumbs over each other's cheeks, or running hands through each other's hair, not ready to part from the new closeness they had discovered. Eventually, though, they had to move. They stood, slowly gathering up the remnants of their spell, occasionally sharing shy smiles that made them both blush.
It was late, so Willow and Tara headed upstairs to bed. Willow climbed into her own warm bed, and Tara moved to her sleeping bag and blanket on the floor. Willow frowned. Tara's sleeping arrangements looked so uncomfortable now, more so than they had been for the previous duration of her stay.
"Tara, wait" she found herself protesting. Tara turned to her, smiling that amazingly beautiful lopsided smile, and Willow felt her cheeks flush.
"Um.. Well, it's kinda cold tonight, and there's room in the bed if you want.."
"I.." Tara began to answer.
"But you don't have to, if you're happy to stay on the floor that's fine.."
"I'm not trying to put the moves on you or anyth.." Willow's babble was cut off by Tara kissing her again. "God" the redhead thought to herself, "Why the hell was I trying so hard to talk myself out of this? This is.. Words can't describe how amazing this is."
"Willow, c-calm down" Tara chuckled as they broke apart, slipping under the covers beside her. "I t-trust you."
Willow smiled, letting Tara snuggle up against her, and the two drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Willow woke the next morning and tried to get up to go to the bathroom, but couldn't, finding Tara's arms locked around her waist. A smile spread over her face as she remembered the night before. But, there was a quite pressing matter for which she did have to get up.
"Tara" she whispered, gently trying to rouse the other girl. "Tara, wake up, I need you to move your arm a little.."
"I'm s-sorry" Tara yelped, jolting awake and quickly relinquishing her grip on Willow. She should have known this wouldn't last. "I sh-shouldn't have.."
"Oh no" said Willow quickly, not wanting Tara to think she had done anything wrong. "No, it's fine, it's more than fine, it's great." She gave Tara a Good Morning kiss to reassure her. "Yep, I could definitely get used to this." "I just really have to pee."
"Oh" Tara blushed.
With that out of the way, the pair headed downstairs, with Tara offering to make them pancakes from an old recipe of her Mother's. While Tara cooked, Willow opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted when the phone rang.
"Hey, Will" came Buffy's voice. Willow could also clearly hear Faith's voice shouting a greeting of 'Hey, Red!'
"Is Faith with you?" she frowned, confused.
"Yeah. It got late, so I ended up staying at her House."
"You what?" Yeah, Willow knew that her best friend and almost-friend had apparently worked through some stuff the night before, but this was still wierd.
"I know, I'm kinda wigged about it too" said Buffy. "Anyway, she's gonna come over with me because she's already involved in all of this and she can help explain some of it on the way. Is that cool?"
"Yeah" Willow paused for a moment, thinking. Due to the heightened level of importance Tara had suddenly taken in her life, she decided that she wanted both of her best friends to meet her. "And hey, stop off at Xander's on your way and see if he wants to come. I thought about what you said, and if you're in on this, he may as well be too."
"Okay. See you later, Will."
Willow and Tara ate Tara's pancakes, which Willow had to agree were amazing pancakes, then sat together on the couch.
"Y-You know, will, if you w-want to forget about last n-night, if you r-regret it or anything.."
"Why would I regret it?" Willow frowned.
"I kn-know.." Tara bowed her head, letting her hair form a curtain in front of her face. "I know I'm n-not the t-type of girl that m-most people.."
"Tara" Willow squeezed the other girl's hand, once again feeling anger towards her Father, who had obviously abused her emotionally as well as physically, and reached out to brush the curtain of hair away. "You're beautiful."
"You are beautiful" Willow repeated firmly, pulling her in for a kiss.