"That's it, I can't do this anymore." Trevelyan x Josephine
The door to the War Room swung shut with a thud, and at the sound, Rose turned swiftly towards the only other person in the room with her. Josephine stood at the opposite end of the War Table, clipboard and quill in hand, scribbling away, and before Rose even knew what she was doing, she had slammed her hands down onto the wooden table before her and exclaimed,
“That’s it, I can’t do this anymore.” Josephine looked up from her work at the Inquisitor’s sharp comment, her perplexity already visible across her face.
“Inquisitor?” She asked, innocent voice matching her one lifted eyebrow.
“I’m…sorry, Josephine, but I just can’t take it anymore,” said Rose, hands lifting to grab onto her dirty blonde locks as she avoided eye contact with her favored advisor. “I thought I was being so obvious, but I’m starting to think that you’ve had no clue how I feel,” she said, blue eyes refusing to leave the floor. She heard a soft gasp from across the room, and dared to dart her eyes up towards the woman before her, seeing Josephine with wide eyes, pink cheeks and parted lips. The mere sight sent a chill through her, urging her to force her eyes back down, hoping not to scare the perfect being that stood, utterly in awe, across the table.
“Lady Trevelyan…” Josephine started, “Rose…” at the sound of her name, Rose lifted her head to tentatively meet her friend’s eyes. “I–“ Josephine stopped herself, seeming to reconsider her choice of words before swallowing and then striding around the War Table. When she stood a mere few centimeters away, she spoke once more, murmuring, “I didn’t dare hope that you meant more than mere flirtation.” Rose’s eyes softened, seeing the sincerity in Josephine’s eyes.
“Josie…” she started, one hand going to her advisor’s waist as the other hovering near her cheek. The Antivan leaned into her Inquisitor’s outstretched palm, pressing into the cool skin, relishing the feeling against her overheated flesh. Hazel eyes met icy blue ones, and before either completely realized what they were doing, Rose felt her mouth slanting over Josephine’s soft lips, letting out a breathless gasp at the first taste of her tongue. “You have no idea how long I have wanted to do that.”