A/N: Since you lovely people requested more, I decided to make this a two-shot. I'm already such trash for this ship anyway. Enjoy!

I woke with the sunlight hitting me square in the face. I tried to ignore the splitting headache as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I suddenly realized that I wasn't in my normal room. This is concerning… I tried to move, but was restricted by a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. What have I gotten myself into? I looked up those pale arms to see the peaceful face of Angela Ziegler sleeping. She let out a groan, and pulled me closer- back into her warmth. I was confused, but found comfort in her touch- in her embrace. Her hair was quite disheveled, and so was mine. She looks so cute. As I sank deeper into her embrace, the events of last night came flooding back into my mind. Oh no. She's going to hate me now when she remembers. I felt like I wanted to cry again, but as soon as the emotion bubbled to the surface- I stamped it out. Not again. Not in front of her. I had felt so weak with the tears streaming down my face. You are such a fool. Angela began to stir, opening her sleepy blue eyes. They still glistened, despite her dark circles.

"Good morning, Fareeha." She murmured, pressing a kiss to my ear. I felt my face flush from the attention. I wonder how much of last night she remembers. "How are you feeling?" She asked, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. As much as my mind told me to pull away, my heart told me to stay. I struggled for words. I want to lie to you, but that would be unfair. I tried to speak, but my tongue was heavy in my mouth. Angela noticed this, and wrapped her arms around my shoulders again. "It's okay. Take your time." I sighed, gazing into her blue eyes. How can I betray those eyes?

"Do you remember what happened last night?" I asked, my voice shaking despite my best efforts. I couldn't look her in the eyes. I didn't want to- I felt ashamed for the way I acted and what I had confessed. I didn't want to cry in front of her again. I didn't want to feel so vulnerable. Angela tore my walls down though, and I didn't know how to feel about it.

"Of course I remember." She replied, giving me a soft smile. Great. How could she possibly forget. I wanted her to forget. It would be much easier for me that way. Hmm. What a selfish thought. She leaned closer to my ear, her voice dropping to a low whisper "I don't judge you for it, Fareeha." Something about her breath sent a shiver up my spine.

"So you don't hate me." I murmured, somewhat in shock at what she had said. I never expected this. I expected the worst. Angela just laughed, and cracked a smile as bright as the sun. Her laughter was always so bright and airy- I wanted to get lost in that noise. She shifted closer to me, almost sitting in my lap. Her fingers ghosted across my chin, pulling me closer to her. My breath caught in my throat at her action.

"Of course not, my darling." She leaned in to kiss me, her lips ever so soft. It took my breath away, and I instinctively pulled her closer. The kiss was delicate, and I couldn't resist the feeling of her lips on mine. I wanted more. I was falling harder for her than I ever had before. We pulled away, and I gasped for air. Angela let out a small smirk, but her pale face was set ablaze. She was sitting in my lap, and I could actually admire her figure. She was lithe, but muscular. Oh my stars, she's so attractive. I wanted to tangle my hands in her blonde hair, and kiss her again. "Fareeha." Her voice was barely a whisper as I caressed her face.

"Shush Angela." I murmured and connected our lips again, this time with more passion. Angela was truly an angel, in every sense of the word. Her kiss was like heaven. I dared to kiss her deeper, as she pulled me closer to her. I ran my fingers through her hair, reveling in how soft it was. I could feel her tense up in response, but she soon melted into my touch. My head spun. I know I wasn't supposed to have feelings like this towards her, but it seemed as if it was mutual. We broke away once again, and I smiled back at Angela's blushing face. Her eyes sparkled like the sea, and in that moment I knew I loved her. It's a dangerous feeling, but I want more. "I love you, Angela." I said, feeling my face flush deeper.

"I love you too." She responded, embracing me once more. It was funny how things happened. I was broken, and she picked up every piece of me. With one kiss, she had glued me back together- made me whole again. I needed her, and she gave herself to me. She loves you for who you are- flaws and all. The feeling in my chest was hard to explain. It was an undeniable warmth, and it made me feel like I was floating on air. "Fareeha?" She asked, squeezing my hand. I looked over to her inquiring eyes, meeting them with a warm smile. "What are we exactly?"

Her question forced some of the air from my lungs. How do I respond? I had never really considered having a relationship with people in the past. My own insecurity and dedication as a soldier had prevented me from doing so. Angela was different, however. She made me feel safe- and I truly felt loved by her. I wanted to be with her, but I was afraid. I noticed her face fall when I wouldn't answer. I let out a sigh, and prepared my words. "We can be whatever you want. I love you. That's the only thing that matters, right?" Her eyes sparkled and she placed another kiss on my cheek.

"I'm so glad you trust me." She murmured and embraced me once more. Angela was an angel, and I felt safe wrapped in her arms. I'm glad she loves me back.