Everyone was sat at supper. Lorelai had returned to her place beside Alma at the head of the table. Lorelai's hand sat intertwined with Alma's beneath the table, gently rubbing the back of it with her thumb. Every now and then Lorelai would give Alma's hand a playful squeeze causing the bird to nudge her with her foot.
Finally kissing Alma again was, in her opinion, the best decision Lorelai had ever made. Cuddling with Alma while the children were in bed and sneaking kisses while no one was looking was giving Lorelai a euphoric happiness she had never felt before.
Alma was finally hers. Hers alone.
A/N - This is very short because I'm at a cadet camp and can't have my phone for very long...
Literally, I get it taken away in 20 minutes. But anyway here is more fluff for you idiots.
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The Dark Of Our Worlds
FanfictionWhat truly happens when no one is there? What happens in the parts of the world accessible to so few? How human are peculiars? But there are some secrets that aren't like that. Some secrets are so undeniably human and Alma Peregrine has a lot of t...
