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Vi groaned as a beam of light managed to dance its way to her face, shining brightly even when she clenched her eyelids as hard as she could. Huffing quietly, Vi turned away from the traitorous window. Now curled up on her left side as opposed to her back.
She had never been anywhere near a morning person, and she definitely wasn’t one right now.
Once she was comfortable Vi allowed herself to once again drift off into nothingness. Alas, the second she found herself on the brink of unconsciousness, a loud growl of her empty stomach cut shreds to her wishes of wanting to stay in bed.
With an exaggerated sigh, Vi gave in to her body’s demands and was about to get up before a thin but strong arm wrapped itself tighter around her waist. Vi cracked her eyes open for the first time that morning and smiled at the reasoning for her imprisonment.
Caitlyn had finally given in to Vi’s requests of a much needed day off. All week she’s been working herself from dawn to dusk, barely eating or sleeping. Vi understands that when Caitlyn hyper-fixates on a new case especially if it’s one that has peoples lives depending on the outcome, there is no bringing the other woman back until it’s solved.
Vi chuckled to herself as she reached out an arm to gently caress Caitlyn’s cheek. As much as she hates when Caitlyn ignores her own needs during these times, she can’t help but admire her passion.
‘I guess we’re both stubborn as hell’ she thought as her thumb absentmindedly dragged itself across her wife’s cheek.
All was perfect in the world, Caitlyn sleeping without any worries by her side, the morning glow making her seem all the more angelic as she let out gentle, slow breaths. And Vi also finally getting a moments rest with the woman she loves.
Unfortunately though, perfection doesn’t exist.
Vi took her hand away from Caitlyn’s face to scratch an itch on her chest, only for her to quirk an eyebrow as she sees pink smudged on her finger when she drew it back.
“Wha..?”, she muttered, tongue heavy from sleep as she took the thick duvet off of her chest.
Out of all the things she was expecting. It wasn’t this.
There, littering her bare chest were multiple neon pink and blue doodles of random creatures, messy flowers, and other mindless drawings. But all of them made way for two matching evil smiling faces placed where her nipples were.
“Are you fucking kidding me.”, Vi growled out as she stared down. Half of her wanted to throttle the little rat she knew did this and the other half wanted to congratulate her on somehow managing not to wake Vi during her graffiti session.
It seems though that her grumbled words were enough to rise Caitlyn out of her peaceful sleep. Caitlyn hummed, confused and a bit grumpy as to why her partner was up so damn early. But when Vi didn’t make a move she cracked her eyes open to take in the scene in front of her.
Vi threw a pillow at her as she stormed off to the bathroom as Caitlyn could absolutely not stop laughing.
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“What? Can you blame me? it’s like- begging for my creations.” Jinx said, waving her arm around to gesture at Vi’s chest.
“Whatever, just stop giving me angry nipples.” Vi huffed as she hugged her jacket around tighter.
“Yeah don’t worry sis I’ll give you disgruntled ones next time!”
“There is no next time, I’m not your human canvas!!”, Vi yelled as she walked away.
The next day Vi awoke to a red-faced And breathless Caitlyn, and sad faced nipples.