Boscha couldn't believe what she heard and the nexts few seconds after seemed unreal. She felt her entire body melt inside with just a small touch, but she decided she actually liked this sappy feeling. After Willow moved away the two just lied there in the flowers shocked. The plant witch being the most surprised at her own actions, and Boscha just lying in a total mess of confusion and paralleled happiness beside her. Both girls were an equal shade of pink.
"I am, uh- I'm, I-" Boscha was at a loss for words. "Fuck!"
Willow fell into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. "Oh my titan, Boscha you're a complete mess!"
Boscha sputtered out random words before finally speaking an actual sentence. "A-And how are you so fucking calm about this?!!"
"Haven't you kissed anyone before??" Willow asked still laughing.
"Um yeah, but it wasn't anything special!! It was just for shits and giggles at parties!" Boscha exclaimed while getting defensive. "You just said that this was your first kiss!!"
Willow stiffled back her laughter, "Calm down, that technically wasn't my first. I guess if it's not anything special to you then it isn't anything special to me then." The plant witch began to pluck the petals off on a flower one by one.
"You're stupid." Boscha simply said. "Of course it was special."
The plant witch sprinkled petals over Boscha's face. "Don't call me stupid when you're acting like a lovesick fool."
"It's your fault I'm like this." Boscha huffed and blew away the petals. "You probably put some spell on me didn't you!?"
"Now you're just being ridiculous," Willow smirked, "and you're denying your feelings because you don't know how to deal with them."
"Well I wouldn't have to deal with them if you weren't so... so perfect!!" Boscha growled out.
"I can't tell if you envy or admire me." Willow chuckled.
"I can't tell if you're leading me on or just being nice."
Willow looked at her seriously, "I'm not doing either of those things to you. I can be mean if you really want me to."
"No no no, I'm kidding!" Boscha laughed nervously. "But you couldn't possibly be so mean and scary..." She said almost inaudibly.
Willow casted vines that held Boscha tightly to the ground. "I can be mean and especially scary if I really wanted to be..." She stood over Boscha mockingly with a cocky grin.
"Oh no, I'm so scared!" Boscha replied with a fake expression of terror. "There, are you satisfied now?" The potion witch began to try and escape, but it was no use.
"Hmm, not yet." Willow looked on with amusement as Boscha failed to break free. "I think I like watching you squirm."
"That's kind of k-" Boscha called out as the plant witch began to walk off. "Hey! Where are you going?! You can't just leave me here!!"
"Hurry up and catch me if you can then!" Willow looked over her shoulder as she started to run off.
Boscha smiled to herself, "Alright, fine. Ready or not here I come!"
The potion witch set the vines ablaze and managed to get free. Brushing herself off, Boscha set her sights on the direction Willow left and broke out into a sprint after her. Being the captain of the grudgby team and all, the pink-haired girl easily caught up to the plant witch in no time. Willow was surprised and caught off guard, not realizing how fast the girl was. However, Willow still tried vainly to get away, but to of no use Boscha had blocked her off and stood in front of her with a victorious grin.
"Wh- why- how are you so fast??!" Willow smiled while trying to catch her breath.
Boscha helped the tired girl regain her footing. "I've been playing grudgby for years. It isn't just about how quick you can cast spells, you know."
"Hmm, I forgot about that." Willow mumbled leaning onto Boscha.
"And that's why you lost." The potion witch responded matter-of-factly.
Willow went limp and toppled the other over. "Be quiet."
"Ok ok! Can you get off me?!" Boscha laughed out.
"I'm tired." Willow whined all babylike. "Carry me!"
Boscha froze up in surprise. "Wha-? No!"
"Please?" Willow pouted jokingly.
Boscha groaned, "Fine." She then proceeded to help Willow up and carried her on her back. "Where are we even going?"
"I don't know. What do you want to do?"
"Whatever you want, apparently since you act like a baby when you don't get what you want."
"Why are you talking about youself Boscha??" Willow responded cleverly.
The pink-haired witch just huffed slightly angry, "Just tell me what you want to do or I'm putting you down."
"Hmm, do you want to come over to my house then? It's going to get dark in a few hours."
"What about your parents?" Boscha cautiously asked. "I probably should go home anyways." She sure as hell didn't want to be left alone in a room with the other and her confusing feelings right now.
Willow wrappd her arms around Boscha's shoulders. "They're working late today. Plus don't you want to spend more time with me?"
"I'm sure we both have things to think over right now regarding... earlier today."
"Don't you think it's better to talk about it with each other?"
Boscha sighed, she was hoping she wouldn't say that, yet agreed anyway. "I guess you're right. Which way do I go?" The potion witch gave in and set off to Willow's home.
"You don't have to carry me anymore, I can walk if you want me to."
"No it's fine. It'll be faster this way." Boscha then adjusted to carrying the plant witch and set off running before Willow insisted on walking.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!! Boscha slow down, I'm going to fall off!!" Willow clung on tightly to dear life while Boscha laughed at her terror.
"I'm not even running that fast!" Boscha felt the plant witch's arms tighten around her neck. "You're going to choke me, relax!" The pink-haired girl slowed down as Willow's house came into view. "You can let go now."
Willow was set down on her feet and regained her balance. "Wow, you're really really strong..." The plant witch said quietly, then she invited the girl inside.
Boscha stepped inside the Park's small lovely home and looked at all the family photos among the decorated walls. The house was warm and cozy with a well furnished living room. Willow led the potion witch to her room after she smiled at the adorable family photos of the plant witch and her dads. Willow's room was painted a light grey with accents of green from the many plants she kept in her bedroom. It smelled very flowery and clean just like Willow's scent. Willow sat on top her bed and motioned Boscha over to her. The pink-haired witch removed her jacket and placed it in her lap and waited nervously for the plant witch to begin speaking.
"So what questions do you still have about yourself or me or anything really?"
Boscha thougt for a second before blurting out numerous questions. "First, why did you kiss me? Second, why am I feeling guilty about all of this?? Thirdly, why are you being so sweet to me??? Lastly, I'm not even sure how I exactly feel about this????"
"Um, let's just adress one question at a time ok?" Willow softly replied as Bosca nodded quietly. "Ok this is going to get a little more akward, but please bare with me... So we both know that your parents aren't the most opened minded about uh- let's just say same sex relationships. Is that right?"
"Yeah... they're um- very traditional." Boscha grimaced at the sudden thought of her parents possibly finding out she kissed a girl.
"Are you for certain you like females?"
Boscha laughed to herself nervously, "I am now, haha..."
"And now you're uncertain of what to do because of your parents?"
"Yeah..." Boscha looked around the room, it was begining to get dark out. "I shouldn't have said anything."
"Boscha please don't say that... I'm glad you trust me enough to tell me honestly how you feel."
"I just make things akward between us."
"That isn't entirely true, I'd say we get to know each other better because of these circumstances."
The potion witch gave Willow a weak smile. "Thanks, but I know you're uncomfortable around me. I've hurt you so much so I shouldn't expect you to return these feelings that I'm barely aware of..."
"I know you weren't the best of people, but as I've said, that's behind us now!! We're both learning to grow closer as friends and that's honestly someting I'd never imagine happening, but you amaze me every single time. Please get it through that tough head of yours already!!" Willow opened up her arms, offering a hug. "Come here, you don't have to cry."
"I'm not crying!" Boscha choked out while trying to hold back tears. "Thank you..." The potion witch wrapped her arms around Willow and they leaned against the wall holding eachother.
"Mhm, of course." Willow murmured while taking out Boscha's hair tie and ruffling her hair.
The plant witch continued to play with the girl's soft pink hair and spoke words of sweet comfort to her. Boscha exhausted from running fell asleep beside Willow a little while after. Willow let her lay down comfortably beside her and decided to let the girl rest for a bit. The plant witch soon dozed of as well, with Boscha's sleeping face being the last image she saw before drowsiness closed her eyelids.
★To be continue★
Word count: 1586
A/N: Ah yes, spending my weekend writing Boschlow... What a great way to pass the time. Thanks for reading everyone! Stay safe.