Hearing Adora say that is everything that Catra's ever wanted in the past couple of years. Stay with me. I'll come back to you. Whatever version.
A few months ago, they saved the world. And Adora was dying, and Catra reached down into the bottom of her soul and dragged out the truth about her love for her best friend turned rival. They'd kissed. It had been the most magical thing Catra's ever experienced. And then everything had been so busy in the wake of that that they hadn't gotten the chance to talk for ages, and by the time they did get the chance, Catra wasn't sure how to pick that topic back up again. So she's been dancing awkwardly around it, feeling like she doesn't deserve it, worried Adora only reciprocated in the heat of the moment.
But moments like this make her feel like it wasn't just a heat of the moment thing.
"As long as whatever room you've got doesn't have one of those hideous canopy beds with too many cushions," Catra drawls, her immediate reaction trending toward sarcasm. But that doesn't feel quite right.
So she lets her expression soften, her fingers curling tighter around Adora's. "Of course I'll stay. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."
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A few months ago, they saved the world. And Adora was dying, and Catra reached down into the bottom of her soul and dragged out the truth about her love for her best friend turned rival. They'd kissed. It had been the most magical thing Catra's ever experienced. And then everything had been so busy in the wake of that that they hadn't gotten the chance to talk for ages, and by the time they did get the chance, Catra wasn't sure how to pick that topic back up again. So she's been dancing awkwardly around it, feeling like she doesn't deserve it, worried Adora only reciprocated in the heat of the moment.
But moments like this make her feel like it wasn't just a heat of the moment thing.
"As long as whatever room you've got doesn't have one of those hideous canopy beds with too many cushions," Catra drawls, her immediate reaction trending toward sarcasm. But that doesn't feel quite right.
So she lets her expression soften, her fingers curling tighter around Adora's. "Of course I'll stay. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else."