The song is Speechless by The Veronicas. I don't own it, don't sue me. I don't own Kennedy, Willow or Rona, (They belong to Joss, Mutant Enemy Inc. etc.), but they are toys I like to play with most of the time.
Dedication: Sami...She knows why :-)
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Willow sat watching Kennedy train in the basement with the other potentials. She felt guilty for liking the brunette so much, so soon after Tara’s death, but she couldn’t help herself. There was something about the girl that just set her on fire. Like they’d known each other in a life before. And somewhere deep inside, she knew that in the nights following Tara’s death, and during her somewhat stunted recovery in England, that she’d dreamt about strong arms, just like Kennedy’s, to pick her up and save her. She’d spent and age looking for someone to take care of her for a change, someone stronger than her, more powerful. Kennedy was that girl, and it felt so right to her, she felt so comfortable with the girl.
Feels like I have always known you
And I swear I dreamt about you
All those endless nights I was alone
It's like I've spent forever searching
Now I know that it was worth it
With you it feels like I am finally home
She smiled a little as she observed a sparring session between Kennedy and Rona, Kennedy was, of cause, winning, and a welt was already forming on the jaw of the dark-skinned potential as they threw punches at each other. She could feel her heart doing back flips, and her cheeks hotting up to match her hair colour as she mused at the way the brunette’s body moved. She could feel herself falling, she just hoped upon hope that Kennedy would be at the bottom. She’d fallen in love before, sure, but this was so different, so fresh and new that she knew to deny it would be a crime in itself.
Falling head over heels
Thought I knew how it feels
But with you it's like the first day of my life
“Hey Will.” The brunette unwraps her hands and jogs past her up the stairs to wash up, ready for some serious hunger slaying. Willow opened her mouth to reply, but her throat was like sandpaper, her ‘Hey’ came out more like a dry squeak. She got up and followed Kennedy into the kitchen, her head spinning a thousand different conversation starters, and her mouth unable to form any of them.
“Something wrong?” Kennedy turned to meet Willow’s gaze, green met brown in a stark contrast, sending little flutters from the pit of the redhead’s stomach up past her heart and to her throat, she opened her mouth to reply, but decided against it and simply shook her head, smiling.
“Uh-huh.” The brunette gave her a disbelieving look, before turning back around.
“I’m sorry, about the other day, with the date and the kissing and the boy stuff…I feel so stupid, I don’t know why…Oh, fluff…” She sighs and sits at a stool at the breakfast bar and cradles her head in one hand.
“Fluff huh?” Kennedy muses, chopping a tomato with precision and finesse.
“Kennedy, I really like you.” The redhead doesn’t look up, and simply winces, waiting for a reply, though she knows inside that the feeling isn’t one that she feels alone.
Cuz you leave me speechless
When you talk to me
You leave me breathless
The way you look at me
You manage to disarm me
My soul is shining through
Can't help but surrender
My everything to you
Willow sighs, before Kennedy can reply, the brunette is stood with tomato juice dripping from the knife suspended in mid air, her mouth slightly agape. The redhead’s mind races. This was the one thing that she was avoiding, telling Kennedy how she really felt, because was that really what she wanted? She knew the answer was yes, but her mind still blurs her wants with her fears and she finds herself almost crying with the realisation that she really might be in love with this girl, “I just, you’re charming, don’t get me wrong, but that’s not it, you’re…Different…Better maybe? I don’t know, but I never thought that…Oh I don’t know…” She doesn’t look up at all, avoiding the brunette’s chocolate eyes was the only thing she was sure of doing, at least until Kennedy said something back.
I thought I could resist you
I thought that I was strong
Somehow you were different from what I've known
I didn't see you coming
You took me by surprise and
You stole my heart before I could say no
Willow wasn’t alone, Kennedy felt it too, like electricity took the place of blood in her veins. She’d had relationships where ‘I love you’ had been used, but nothing quite like this, this was just. Perfect. In every way.
Falling head over heels
Thought I knew how it feels
But with you it's like the first day of my life
“Willow, I…” It was Kennedy’s turn to have a sticky throat. And thoughts that wouldn’t shut up long enough for her to pick one to say. The redhead looked up, traces of tears in her eyes, their eyes meeting again, catching them both off guard. They both draw in breath quickly, not realising they’d stopped breathing for a while. The two of them, in that moment, were naked. Laid out bare before each other, either one capable of stabbing the other, neither with a wish to. “Really like you too.” The brunette finished, almost blushing at how stupid it sounded, but Willow smiled anyway.
You leave me speechless
When you talk to me
You leave me breathless
The way you look at me
You manage to disarm me
My soul is shining through
I can't help but surrender
Oh no
My everything to you
Kennedy walked over to Willow and slid her clean, rough hands down the freckled skin of Willow’s face and smiled, leaving Willow unable to think, let alone speak. The redhead let go of a breath she’d didn’t notice she’d been holding. She knew in that second, that nothing would ever be the same, and she didn’t want it to be. She’d do anything to keep Kennedy, and what she didn’t realise, is that Kennedy would do the same for her.
You leave me speechless
(the way you smile, the way you touch my face)
You leave me breathless
(it's something that you do I can't explain)
I run a million miles just to hear you say my name
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