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“mhm . . like the time you had to wake me from my nightmare . . i was sleeping so comfortably before then.” eyes flutter shut when he cups her face, the warmth of his hands against her cheeks felt nice. she returned the soft kiss he pressed into her lips.

“no, i’ve slept with my face buried in your chest before. it’s very comfortable.” leaning into the hand on her head, a cat-like smile tugging on her lips. if she were an actual cat, she would be purring.

“i’m acting like a degenerate that’s why. what did you picture anyway?” letting the extra arms disappear and just relishing in the gentle touches he’s giving her.

“mm . . no i’m perfectly content. i could die here . .” mumbling quietly as the arms around his middle tightened their grasp, pulling him closer. the extra set of hands fondling his chest, squeezing not-so-gently.

“mhm . . come here, let me get a good feel.” she’s just burying her face in his chest, wrapped her arms around him and trapping him in place. another set of hands sprouting above her own to grope his chest indulgently.

“ . . . no? i’m just saying you have big tits.” holding out the orange onesie for him to take, a big smile on her face as she leans in to kiss his forehead. “apologies my prince, i do not have a red cat onesie for you. i wouldn’t mind wearing the orange one if you want the black one.”

“mhm, sure, keep telling yourself that.” after a short while of searching she had pulled out a black cat onesie, and then another. this one was a pale orange. “you can choose which one you want. they’re both the same size.”

“hm . . it’s okay i don’t need to do research. i believe you.” rolling her eyes at him despite the small giggle that leaves her. grabbing his face with the hand that was previously caressing it and squishing his cheeks. she let go after a moment, she was just having cuteness aggression again. ➷

“sorry, sorry, i couldn’t help myself. it just sounded so funny.” she huffed as she straightened out her shirt before laying her head in his lap, looking up to him before she extends one arm. gently caressing his cheek. “mine. i have a couple oversized pajama sets that will fit you perfectly. ➷

“you’re . . you’re so silly ichiji!” mumbling between more bouts of laughter. she even had to wiggle her way out of his grasp so she can let it all out. clutching at her sides and gasping for air, she sits up a straight and looks to him, trying her hardest not to laugh. “okay i’ll bring you a ➷

she’s bursting into a fit of laughter as soon as she puts two and two together. unable to stop herself— he had said it so seriously she couldn’t help but laugh uncontrollably. her sides were starting to hurt from how hard she was laughing.

“mm . . i know. i’ll probably sleep like a baby with you around. extra comfy mattress or not.” smiling softly once he rests his head on top of her own, snuggling closer to him. “i’m not worried, i wouldn’t be seeing anything i haven’t before even if you were to sleep naked.”

“it’s okay, i don’t mind. i don’t need much sleep anyway.” wrapping her arms around him, and resting her head on his shoulder. she was a little pouty, and simply worried about him. “mhm, i have a few. do you need a change of clothes too or will you sleep naked?”

“you can fall asleep in my lap, yes?” slowly running her fingers through his hair in order to help soothe him, she didn’t mind his complaining— he was spoiled, she was aware of that already. “i can just sleep sitting upright, you can sleep with your head in my lap tonight, okay?”

“fine . . we can go mattress shopping tomorrow . . it’s too late to go anywhere right now . .” how could she refuse him when he sounded so desperate. slowly prying herself away from him before she pressed a quick kiss onto his cheek.

“no. i like my bed as is.” pouting despite the fact having him rub his cheek against her like a cat was making it incredibly difficult to refuse him. “don’t waste your money on frivolous things.”

“ichiji . . you’re going to have to compromise. we can’t just get a new mattress because you can’t sleep on this one.” pouting as she looked down at him, before just smothering his face with the penguin plush. if he was going to be difficult, she was going to be silly.

biting back her laughter as she watch him inspect and then complain about the plushness of her mattress. “you’re being dramatic, it’s softer than the floor or the couch. you’re welcome to sleep on the floor if you don’t like my bed.” sticking her tongue out at him as she picked up the penguin ➷

she had been following him around and watching him explore her home as if he was a stray cat that she had taken in. leaning against the doorframe as she watched him poke and prod around her personal belongings. her room was decorated excessively with trinkets from her travels. ➷

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fingers run through his hair, tugging gently as her lips are captured by his. insistent with their suckling, she was sure they were both going to have swollen lips after this— not that she minded.

“mm . . you do that, later.” a soft sound leaving her in surprise at the sudden rougher kiss but immediately returning it with equal fervor.

“mm . . no, you’re just light.” whispering into his mouth before wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer once his hands cup her cheeks.

“you’re rather light y’know.” mumbling quietly as she leaned in to kiss him again, teeth gently nipping on his bottom lip before she slips her tongue past his parted brims.

“can we make out some more first?” giving him big puppy eyes as she pulls him down to sit on the stairs with her.

once on the grass deck, she set him down carefully and gently tugging him along to the steps so they could sit and chat. “you’re no longer homeless.”

“come along then, you’re my no-longer-homeless cat now.” conjuring up a couple more arms to help her throw him over her shoulder and taking him back to the sunny.

“sneaking in and out of my boyfriends bedroom still does not sound enticing to me.” giggling as she shook her head, slowly pulling out of his grasp to tug off his gloves before wrapping her arms around him once more. expecting him to do the same.

“oh yeah? how’d you escape my little prince?” running her fingers through his hair before she took of his sunglasses, slowly and carefully. putting them on her head instead. “mhm . . i bet daddy dearest would throw another hissy fit.”

pulling away slowly, and rather reluctantly to catch her breath, she pressed a couple soft kisses onto both of his cheeks. “the germa kingdom has been left in chaos i assume?”

fingers idly make their way into his hair as she parts her lips further, to allow his languid tongue to slip into her mouth with ease. humming softly at the taste of him.

there’s the warmth she had been craving ever since they parted ways. if it were up to her she would carve a hole into his chest and just nestle herself inside his ribcage. parting her lips slightly once she felt his teeth tugging on her bottom lip.

“mhm, i missed you dearly.” wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning in to press a soft, longing kiss to his lips.

“why hello to you too.” smiling brightly, a faint blush dusting her cheeks pink.

oh my. ♡

waving at her favorite redhead.

i believe we should bring back the art form that is known as a fainting couch just so women can lounge around without repercussions and brush it off as them feeling ‘faint’. the victorians were onto something.

. . . he sleeps as though he’s dead, he won’t bother her. if he was being honest she just needs a place to rest her head.

perhaps . . ah, don’t soil your clothes . . hold on. ( looking around for a wet wipe, once she finds it, she hold out her hand, palm up and looks at him expectantly to give her his hand. )