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Mina is beginning to like her days that start like this.
As the early morning light mildly illuminates her dim bedroom, Mina wakes up, usually alone, with no sign of the person she went to bed with the previous night. However, there are times when that said person sleeps in instead of slipping away before the break of dawn.
Today is one of those rare times.
These are dangerous feelings, the relief that comes when Mina finds the other girl beside her and the disappointment that comes when she doesn’t, and she’s gonna have to swallow it all down because this is not part of their arrangement. Myoui Mina and Hirai Momo are fuck buddies, nothing more, nothing less, and developing something emotional from something that’s supposed to be entirely physical would be too much of a cliché.
Normally, using her self control isn’t a problem for Mina, but still, she cannot help but lightly brush the other girl’s hair away so she can see Momo’s peaceful, beautiful face. Mina continues running her fingers through Momo’s hair, carefully so she doesn’t get disturbed in her sleep, and only lets her hand fall back onto the bed when she notices Momo’s eyes slowly flutter open.
“Good morning, Miss Myoui,” Momo’s husky voice greets so lowly Mina almost doesn’t understand it.
“I told you to stop doing that,” Mina frivolously chastises. “It makes me feel like I’m sleeping with a student.”
“And? What’s wrong with that?”
Mina chuckles, amused at Momo’s ability to joke around even if she literally just woke up. “Ah, you and your weird kinks.”
“But you said you love my weird kinks.”
“Yeah, well, I say the craziest things just to get you naked,” Mina says, half in humor and half in honesty. “I'd tell you the earth is flat if that will make you take your clothes off.”
“I’d get mad about being lied to, but I don’t really blame you,” Momo replies shamelessly. “If I were you, I’d do anything to sleep with me, too.”
“Of course you would,” Mina agrees, unsurprised, and Momo just playfully wiggles her eyebrows and tucks her hair at the back of her ear, reminding Mina, “You changed your hair.”
“Yeah, I just dyed it yesterday. I was thinking of cutting it short, too, but I’ll just do that once summer comes. Do you like it like this or does blonde suit me better?”
Mina hums in thought and regards Momo’s now auburn hair. “You look good either way.”
In response, Momo narrows her eyes at Mina. “Do you mean that or are you just saying that because I’m good in bed?”
“Can’t it be both?” Mina retorts, and Momo snorts.
“What a very bisexual thing to say,” Momo jokes before speaking in a more serious tone. “Anyway, I’m sorry for sleeping in again.”
“That’s okay. We slept really late, anyway.” Mina reassures Momo before adding as casually as she can muster, “Are you hungry? What do you want for breakfast?”
“You,” Momo answers without missing a beat.
Mina tries really hard not to let things like this get to her, but she can only bite the inside of her cheek as she feels her face heat up slightly. They’ve slept together, numerous times for Pete’s sake, so she really doesn’t understand why simple statements like that still get her flustered. Mina rolls her eyes, feigning indifference as she says, “So are you saying no to actual food or?”
“I’m not!” Momo says suddenly. Of course. “Whatever you want to have is fine with me.”
“Alright.”
Mina makes a move to get up, but just as she lifts her head from her pillow, Momo wraps both of her arms and her legs around Mina, trapping Mina under the sheets with her.
“Momo, I don’t want to be late for my class,” Mina whines.
“Mina, you’re a professor, not a student,” Momo reminds her. “It’s okay to be late. Heck, you can even not show up if you want.”
“Technically, I can, but that doesn’t mean I should.”
“Then, I promise you won’t be late. Just five more minutes, please?” Momo begs with a pout.
“Fine,” Mina finally relents, and she sees Momo’s pout turns into a wide grin before the girl pulls her even closer and buries her face against Mina’s neck. Their bare bodies are now lying flush against each other, and Mina attempts not to blush at the unexpected contact. “Yah, Hirai, I thought we agreed on no cuddling.”
“Yeah, well, I say the craziest things just to get you naked,” Momo counters cheekily, and Mina just sighs.
She’s completely, definitely screwed, in more ways than one.