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Morning sunlight spilled onto the duvet through a crack in the faded floral curtains, enveloping the room in a soft, almost dreamlike glow. Nikki opened her eyes slowly as she woke up from a pleasant dream where she’d been dressing up for her friends at a strange amusement park.
Rubbing sleep out of her eyes, Nikki rolled over onto her side and came face to face with the shorter, grey-haired girl who was still fast asleep. Kimi’s cheeks were flushed rosy pink and her lips were parted slightly, breathing in and out at slow even intervals. She was curled up into a small ball with one hand loosely grabbing at the bunched up sheets and the other drawn tight to her chest. Nikki couldn’t help watching her, propping herself up on her elbows lazily as she took in the sight of her girlfriend at rest - an exceptionally rare one as of late, since the Apple Apparel Group had been working overtime to get the next collection ready before the new season began.
She still has her braids in, Nikki mused, a small smile crossing her lips as she brushed a stray strand of silver hair out of Kimi’s face. She was always proper like that. Whether it was insisting on wearing her braids even to bed, picking out her outfits for public appearances days in advance or juggling running a highly influential company and dating Nikki at the same time, everything Kimi did was meticulous and well put together. Honestly, Nikki didn’t know how she did it. Even after all of the time they’d spent together and everything Nikki had been through since her arrival in Miraland, she still found herself admiring Kimi time and time again. The girl could run a mile in 3-inch heels without breaking a sweat, for Nanari’s sake.
Ah, but she looks so peaceful now… Nikki’s heart swelled with adoration as she studied her sleeping girlfriend, watching the delicate rising and falling of Kimi’s small chest and the way her eyelids fluttered almost imperceptibly. She leaned in ever so slightly, not wanting to wake the other girl up and spoil the precious moment, and pressed a gentle kiss to Kimi’s forehead. Nikki’s lips lingered there for a second before she pulled away and almost had a heart attack when she saw Kimi’s cool grey eyes watching her in amusement.
“You know I’ve been awake this whole time, right?” Kimi asked with a coy smile. She broke out into laughter as Nikki’s face turned the same colour as her hair, sputtering apologies profusely and insisting she hadn’t meant to stare. Kimi reassured her with a kiss and a genuine smile, stroking her cheek and telling her she was welcome to. The two closed the distance between them and Nikki found herself relaxing into the smaller girl’s embrace. She sighed with contentment, letting Kimi’s small black bowknot rest just under her chin. The faint scent of vanilla and strawberry hung in the air making the bedroom smell like a bakery. Oh, Nikki thought as a light pink blush crept onto her cheeks and her face began to heat up. She’s wearing my perfume.
Unfortunately for the two girls, the tender moment was utterly spoiled when a flying blur of white and yellow raced into the bedroom, launched itself onto the bed at top speed and promptly became tangled in the many fluffy blankets. Kimi ducked for cover behind a pillow before the cloak-wearing torpedo began to mewl in despair. “Nikkiiii, I’m hungry!! Morning time is for breakfast and breakfast time is for grilled fish!” Momo whined, kneading his little white front paws into the duvet covering Nikki’s lap as the two girls giggled. “You promised you’d make me some before we go shopping with Bobo!”
“You’re right, Momo, it’s about time we got up anyway,” Nikki rubbed the complaining cat’s head with a smile and carefully extracted herself from his claws. It was either get up now or risk Momo destroying more of her wardrobe, and she’d already lost a pair of pantyhose to his wrath earlier that week. She held her hand out to Kimi invitingly, like a proposition to join her in a dance. “You coming?”
The silver-haired girl weaved their fingers together before placing a quick peck on Nikki’s forehead. Sweet revenge for earlier. “I’d love nothing more.”