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Reze was exhausted.
“And that concludes my presentation,” she said with a strained smile. The rest of the students in the classroom began applauding as she gathered her things, returning to her desk.
She managed to keep her head up for the rest of the class.
“Nice presentation.”
“You're totally gonna get an A.”
“Great job.”
Reze smiled and nodded at each compliment, throwing out an occasional “thank you” and “you too” where they were due. She finished packing everything up and left the classroom.
She nearly began dozing off on the train, her eyes struggling to stay open.
Finally, it was her stop. Reze hopped off the train and began the thankfully short walk home.
She stood in front of the door, fumbling to unlock it. She let out a little sigh of relief when she walked inside. Finally, home.
Reze took a deep breath. Something smelled really good. She placed her bag down and made her way to the kitchen.
Denji stood with his back to her, facing the stove. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him.
“You're home late,” he chuckled.
“Mmm. I had to present today,” Reze murmured. “And I almost missed my stop cause I nearly fell asleep on the train.”
“You sleepy?”
“So sleepy. It smells good in here.”
Denji smiled. “I made some soup.”
“My favorite.”
“Well, I need you to let go of me so I can serve you.”
Reze groaned and buried her face in his neck. “Don't wanna.”
Denji sighed and grabbed her hands, gently easing them off his waist. Reze moved off to the side. Denji prepared her a bowl of soup, holding it in one hand as he grabbed her hand with the other, leading her to the table. He placed the soup down and then sat Reze in a chair. She yawned and rubbed her eyes.
“So how'd your presentation go?”
“Good.” Reze grabbed a spoon and blew on the soup. “I think I got an A.”
“Yeah? Awesome.”
“Super awesome.” Reze scooped up some of the soup, bringing it to her lips. Denji watched her intensely.
“Is it good?” he asked. Reze nodded. He smiled. “Good.”
Reze continued to slowly eat her soup. When she finished it, Denji immediately swooped in to take it to the sink. Reze rested her head against the table.
“C’mon Reze, you can’t fall asleep at the table.”
“I know,” she groaned. But she really didn’t feel like getting up and walking all the way to the bedroom. She felt Denji wrap his arms around her, pulling her up out of the chair and onto her feet.
“You gotta walk.”
“Don’t wanna.”
Denji sighed and picked her up, carrying her over to the bed. Reze flopped against bed, feeling like an unmoving stone.
"Shower?"
"Nah, I didn’t do much today, I'm totally clean."
"Then you gotta shower tomorrow morning."
Reze shrugged. "I'm fine with that." She paused. "As long as you help me..."
"Well duh," Denji said, flicking her gently on the nose. She giggled and swatted at his hand.
“Can you take off my clothes? for me I don’t feel like it.”
Thankfully, Denji didn’t protest or anything. Reze let him handle her limbs as he helped her take off her clothes, leaving her in just her regular sleepwear–an undershirt and panties.
“You know you don’t have to take care of me or anything?” she said, nevermind that Denji didn’t really have a choice. Denji gathered up her clothes and chuckled.
“C’mon Reze, it’s the least I can do after you’re always taking care of me,” he said.
Denji went to the bathroom to put her clothes in a hamper while Reze crawled under the blankets.
He returned and climbed into bed with her.
“Today was so exhausting,” she said.
“Will you be feeling better tomorrow?”
Reze closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Denji.
“I’m already feeling a little better…cause I get to come home to you.” Reze yawned, beginning to drift off to sleep. “I’m glad that…you’re…here…” She began snoring softly.
Denji smiled and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
“Me too.”