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“You know, I really think this is going a bit overboard.”
“Oh, hush. We’re spoiling you, enjoy it for a little while.”
Hands pinched at Kronii’s cheeks, forcing her lips into a smile. Kronii contorted her face against the forced smile, making Fauna laugh and move her hands away from Kronii’s face, moving to brush her fingers through Kronii’s hair.
Kronii closed her eyes, hugging the woman on her lap closer to her chest. The pair found themselves in an odd spot, sitting on the floor of Mumei’s apartment, neglecting her couch entirely. Mumei herself could be heard in her bathroom, audibly talking to herself.
“Where the hell did I put that comb… I could’ve sworn it was here…” she muttered, the clanking of objects falling following her monologue. Swearing, Mumei seemed to completely give up in searching, padding back over to where Kronii and Fauna sat.
Fauna moved from off Kronii’s lap, breathing out a giggle at the involuntary whine Kronii let out.
“Mumei, dear,” Fauna began, meeting Mumei halfway and wrapping her in a hug, “you put the comb on the coffee table about two hours ago.”
Kronii peeked over the couch, smiling at her girlfriends. “One hour and fifty-six minutes, to be exact. And we’ve been trying to get your attention for about…” she paused, pretending to ponder over the time. “Seven minutes. We gave up about forty-five seconds ago.”
“Be quiet, you ,” Mumei warned, waving a finger in Kronii’s direction, “or I won’t comb your hair. In fact, I’ll comb Fauna’s hair instead. I’ll comb my own hair! ”
Letting out a gasp of shock, Kronii let herself fall down the couch, falling just out of view of the two women. “I can’t have that! I’ll die, right here, on your couch. Alone. With messy hair!” She cried out, covering her face and pretending to sob.
She continued to fake-cry as she heard Mumei’s distinct steps walk towards her, pausing right next to Kronii’s face. Her hands roughly grabbed Kronii’s wrists, pulling them away from her face, revealing a smug expression.
“You’re so dramatic, Kronii. Now sit up, let me get behind you so I can comb your messy hair out.”
Kronii obeyed, not without giving Mumei a small peck on the cheek. “I guess I won’t be dying with messy hair after all,” she teased, making the guardian giggle.
“You won’t be dying, period ,” Fauna interjected, brandishing various bottles and tubs. “We’re going to give you so much TLC that you’ll live forever! ”
“That sounds almost like a threat…” Kronii muttered to herself. Mumei, who had only just situated herself behind the warden, burst into giggles at overhearing the warden.
“I think it was,” Mumei whispered back, wheezing.
“I can hear both of you!” Fauna shot back, feigning anger. “It is not a threat! I simply love you and want you to live forever.”
“Suuure. I’m suspicious of you, Nature.”
Fauna huffed, a smile returning to her face. “You two are so silly sometimes. Anyways, I brought some skincare stuff for you, Kronii!” She gestured excitedly towards the items in her hands. “I have some toner, serum, exfoliant, cleanser, and some moisturizer. And I have a mask I wanted to try out, but it came with three. It worked out, though, now we can all try one!” She brandished three face masks, grinning.
“That's… a lot,” Kronii hesitated, eyeing the mask with a suspicious glare.
“I’ll essentially just be massaging your face.”
“I’m in.”
Kronii flashed a smile towards Fauna, who laughed at her antics. “Move your legs, Warden. Let me sit on your lap again, it’ll be easier for me to do all this.”
“Sure,” Kronii agreed, moving to sit criss-cross on the couch. Mumei’s hands snaked around her waist, giving her a small hug. Her chin rested on Kronii’s shoulder, a small smile resting on her face. Lighting fast, she peppered a few kisses to Kronii’s jaw, who blushed and giggled at the action.
The warden sighed and leaned back into Mumei, watching Fauna move around the room, placing her skincare items on the coffee table and grabbing water for the trio. She always preferred to be the one to do small tasks for her girlfriends, and Kronii and Mumei learned to just let Fauna do her thing while they waited.
So they waited, watching Fauna, who occasionally shot them an adorable smile.
Mumei remained silent, tightening her hold on Kronii. “This is so disgustingly domestic,” the guardian piped up after a moment of holding Kronii, making her snort out a laugh.
“Your turn next,” Kronii said as she poked Mumei’s nose, face scrunching up at the small boop .
“Ooh, promise?”
“Of course, Mumei,” Fauna added, finally joining the pair on the couch. “I have… plans.”
“You sound so sweet and so threatening at the same time,” Mumei said, awe dripping through her tone.
“It’s impressive,” Kronii agreed, nodding.
“I’m flattered,” Fauna giggled, sliding onto Kronii’s lap, “but really, no threats. Only love.” She accented her point with pecks to both Kronii and Mumei’s lips. “Now, Kronii, I’m going to start with some cleanser on your face.”
Kronii closed her eyes, letting Fauna begin to rub her face. “You don’t have to tell me everything you do,” she murmured, already relaxing against the gentle massage of Fauna’s hands. “Just don’t give me a chemical burn or some shit.”
No response came from Fauna, only a small giggle as she continued massaging Kronii’s face. Mumei had begun to comb through her hair, deciding to use her fingers at first, scratching at her scalp as she began to softly detangle blue hair. Kronii sighed at the feeling, almost melting into a puddle at the combined care.
For the first time in a while, Kronii found herself losing track of time. As her girlfriends massaged her face, scalp, and neck, Kronii could only care about their hands working, or the gentle kisses Fauna would occasionally leave on her nose when she almost dozed off. The two kept her grounded, with Mumei being extremely careful not to pull at her hair, spritzing some berry-scented detangler when need-be.
Fauna diligently worked on Kronii’s face, hands trailing across her cheekbones, massaging her eyebrows, rubbing at her jaw. Mumei, the wonderful owl that she was, eventually completely neglected the comb and decided to simply play with Kronii’s hair, loosely braiding it, threading her fingers through detangled hair, eventually nesting her head against her shoulder once again, arms once again wrapping around her waist.
A kiss was planted on Kronii’s lips, and Fauna’s hands completely left her face. By the small chirp Mumei gave, Kronii could guess Fauna had moved to massage Mumei’s face instead. Kronii smiled sleepily at how caring Fauna was, yet refused to open her eyes– if she were honest, she was almost certain she dozed off. Mumei must have as well, even breaths leaving her as she rested against Kronii.
Neither of the sleeping girls noticed as Fauna slowly left the couch, running to the bedroom to grab her phone. She ran back almost as fast, determined to capture the moment in a photo. After determining that her audio was off, she snapped several photos of the two sleeping in a pile on Mumei’s couch.
After snapping several photos– and setting one as her lockscreen and homescreen– Fauna sat her phone on the coffee table, shutting it off completely. Kronii’s lap was still available, and with a smile, Fauna rested her head on Kronii’s lap, dozing off on the couch as well.