[Akihiko was having a weird time long before he woke up.
His dreams, for starters, were determined to be weird. He found himself back on the BEASTFORCE obstacle course from before. Still climbing it with Mitsuru, reaching the summit of the artificial mountain and getting ready to hit the last checkpoint button...
...Except he suddenly wasn't able to do that. Because something much more important had come up, when he saw that Mitsuru's hair was tangled from the climb with a few bets of glitter and fake snow stuck to it. And somehow, according to his dream logic, it was way more important that he help her comb out her hair, even if he just had to gently work it with his fingers-]
"WhMits-???"
[It's almost a relief that he wakes up from that. And doesn't have to dwell on that weird dream any longer.
...Almost. Until he feels something warm curled up against him, draped over his body, and pinning him in place. That's when Akihiko wonders if he should take a closer look, or just hope that he suddenly slips straight back into sleep. Because he already has a notion of what he's dealing with... And why he was dreaming what he did.]
[At least this time when Akihiko wakes up curled against Mitsuru, he doesn’t panic. This is only becoming more common, every night they spend together. The major change is how he’s been waking up with his arms wrapped around her, almost protectively with how he curls around her.
Doesn’t mean that he won’t try to move away from her, though.]
“…Mitsuru? You’re still asleep?”
[He waits for a long moment before letting his breath out and carefully untangling his arms from her. He props himself up on his elbow, looking over Mitsuru; the way she seems to be resting easily, how her hair cascades down her shoulders… He catches himself reaching out to trace his hand through her hair, and pulls it back with a sigh.
This is getting out of hand. How much he seems to crave her presence, and her contact. Getting that water contamination out of his system has only helped so much.]
“At some point I need to tell you this while you’re awake, but…
I-I think it’s more than just liking you, now. I keep thinking back to what happened between us, with those changes, and biting each other, and… It’s stupid but I liked that on some level. STILL like it. Probably why I haven’t bothered to heal up my shoulder.”
[He rolls his arm as he says that; probably for the best Mitsuru isn’t awake, so she can’t see that stupid, satisfied smile. Having that mark on his skin almost feels like a trophy, in some weird way.]
“But at the same time, I know how hard it is for you to open up. You’re afraid of getting hurt, so you don’t let people get too close. I know that normally you probably wouldn’t kiss and mark me like that. Or let me do the same.
…And I guess that makes two of us. Because I could be talking about myself; being scared about getting too attached, or letting things get to important and then risk losing them.
But sometimes…
…Most of the time…
…I feel like you’re worth the risk.”
[He can feel his breath going shaky, after pouring his heart out like that. And once again, he can’t help but feel a little bit glad that Mitsuru is still asleep. At least he’s pretty sure she’s still asleep.]
“Ha… I’d ask if you’d be my girl. But I’m pretty sure you’d Execute me for phrasing it like that. Still need to figure out how to tell you any of this when you’re awake.”
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SHARING A BED: THE SEQUEL
His dreams, for starters, were determined to be weird. He found himself back on the BEASTFORCE obstacle course from before. Still climbing it with Mitsuru, reaching the summit of the artificial mountain and getting ready to hit the last checkpoint button...
...Except he suddenly wasn't able to do that. Because something much more important had come up, when he saw that Mitsuru's hair was tangled from the climb with a few bets of glitter and fake snow stuck to it. And somehow, according to his dream logic, it was way more important that he help her comb out her hair, even if he just had to gently work it with his fingers-]
"WhMits-???"
[It's almost a relief that he wakes up from that. And doesn't have to dwell on that weird dream any longer.
...Almost. Until he feels something warm curled up against him, draped over his body, and pinning him in place. That's when Akihiko wonders if he should take a closer look, or just hope that he suddenly slips straight back into sleep. Because he already has a notion of what he's dealing with... And why he was dreaming what he did.]
:>
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Sharing A Bed: The Threequal
[At least this time when Akihiko wakes up curled against Mitsuru, he doesn’t panic. This is only becoming more common, every night they spend together. The major change is how he’s been waking up with his arms wrapped around her, almost protectively with how he curls around her.
Doesn’t mean that he won’t try to move away from her, though.]
“…Mitsuru? You’re still asleep?”
[He waits for a long moment before letting his breath out and carefully untangling his arms from her. He props himself up on his elbow, looking over Mitsuru; the way she seems to be resting easily, how her hair cascades down her shoulders… He catches himself reaching out to trace his hand through her hair, and pulls it back with a sigh.
This is getting out of hand. How much he seems to crave her presence, and her contact. Getting that water contamination out of his system has only helped so much.]
“At some point I need to tell you this while you’re awake, but…
I-I think it’s more than just liking you, now. I keep thinking back to what happened between us, with those changes, and biting each other, and… It’s stupid but I liked that on some level. STILL like it. Probably why I haven’t bothered to heal up my shoulder.”
[He rolls his arm as he says that; probably for the best Mitsuru isn’t awake, so she can’t see that stupid, satisfied smile. Having that mark on his skin almost feels like a trophy, in some weird way.]
“But at the same time, I know how hard it is for you to open up. You’re afraid of getting hurt, so you don’t let people get too close. I know that normally you probably wouldn’t kiss and mark me like that. Or let me do the same.
…And I guess that makes two of us. Because I could be talking about myself; being scared about getting too attached, or letting things get to important and then risk losing them.
But sometimes…
…Most of the time…
…I feel like you’re worth the risk.”
[He can feel his breath going shaky, after pouring his heart out like that. And once again, he can’t help but feel a little bit glad that Mitsuru is still asleep. At least he’s pretty sure she’s still asleep.]
“Ha… I’d ask if you’d be my girl. But I’m pretty sure you’d Execute me for phrasing it like that. Still need to figure out how to tell you any of this when you’re awake.”
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