I knew Margot Robbie's outfit reminded me of Trish for a reason
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trish comforting angry s/o?
“hey—! hey!” trish called out, jumping up when she heard a glass break in the kitchen. her heels held a stern clack with every step she took as she made her way to the kitchen.
she narrowed her eyes at the sight in the kitchen. you, one hand on your hip and the other frustratedly buried in your hair as you looked down at the broken glass, she could practically feel the heat radiating off of you.
“th’hell?” she waves her arms around, wrapping around to enter the kitchen and get your attention. when your eyes flickered up at her, full of grief and anger as the gap between them wrinkled with your furrowed brow, it felt different.
trish had never seen you this upset before, causing her to cock her head to the side as she placed a hand on her hip herself, looking at you expectantly. almost as if saying, “what the fuck?”
your mouth gaped open and closed like a fish, trying your best to regulate your breathing as you closed your eyes with your eyebrows furrowing even harder.
your eyes brimmed with hot tears, threatening to spill as you tried to beat to blink them away. it was kinda hard to do that when your eyes were glued to the floor, though, avoiding trish’s gaze. you only looked up at her when you heard the familiar sound of footsteps, heels now softer and much less alert on the tiled floors.
it felt as if your throat coated itself in barbed wire as you tried not to cry, lip quivering as trish’s hand came up to your face.
you peered up at her, feeling weak under her stare because shit, was she gorgeous. blue eyes filled with nothing but sympathy as she slowly pulled you in to her chest, your tear streaked face pressed against her skin as she cooed and shushed you.
her hand came to smooth your hair, pressing her face against your head and giving you small brief kisses. a warm feeling seeped inside of you as you sighed, sniffling while she rocked you from side to side.
when she finally did pull away, she kept you at an arms length to get a better look at you. as you wiped your tears away, trish gazed at you, giving you all the time you needed to recuperate.
she watched as your eyebrows twitched once more, furrowing slightly before she broke the silence with a teasing, “don’t do that now, you’ll get wrinkles, sweetheart.” and as you let out a teary laugh, you couldn’t help but smile at her. despite being a demon, she really was a blessing sometimes.
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