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It must be midnight when Mina opens the apartment door as quietly as she can, turning around and holding the handle down with a firm grip to slowly push the door closed without a sound. Once she lifts her hand and faces the dark apartment, every part of her body relaxes and allows the weariness to slam into her, sinking straight into her bones right down to the marrow. Leaning back with a sigh for an ounce of respite, even the clothes on her body suddenly feel like weights on her overworked soul, a nagging reminder of her mortal coil.
After letting herself lean against the door for another moment, she starts slipping off her worn out heels (she should probably go out and get a new pair soon) and neatly placing them in their rightful place on the shoe rack. She manages to push herself off the door, eyes already adjusted to the darkness as she walks forward, tugging off the scarf haphazardly wrapped around her neck in the process to place the cloth on a nearby chair. She walks a bit further into the apartment before sliding her bag off her shoulder to place onto the sofa, then shucking the jacket off to accompany it with a soft thump.
Even with her work clothes and lightly done makeup still on, she shuffles past the bathroom and toward the bedroom, only thinking of her bed and the promise of rest being a safe haven from the turmoil of the waking world. Opening and closing the door as quietly as she did when entering, her eyes soften to the sight of her other safe haven sitting up in the bed.
The bedside lamp illuminates a dim, warm light that still manages to highlight her perfect facial features (in Mina’s completely unbiased opinion); her eyebrows are furrowed, eyes focused behind her glasses while trained on the book in her hands in concentration.
“Satang,” Mina murmurs in front of the door, the other woman immediately looking up and closing her book to put it aside, taking off her glasses in the next instant to place on top of the cover.
“Welcome home, Mitang” Sana smiles, quickly pulling off the covers and sliding out of bed to meet Mina at the door to cup her still-cold cheeks.
Mina immediately brings her hands up to place over the other woman’s hands, taking in the warmth and easing a bit of her weariness, frowning a little before speaking, “You didn’t have to stay up for me.”
Sana lets out a quiet huff, gently brushing her thumb against the skin of Mina’s cheek and causing her eyes to slip shut, “I wanted to wait for you, don’t be silly. Besides, I’m not that tired anyways.”
Knowing that arguing any further would be pointless and being too tired to even attempt it, all Mina can do is respond with a slow nod, taking in the soothing feeling of the woman’s thumb on her skin. After a few moments when the feeling stops, Mina slowly opens her eyes again, watching as Sana carefully examines her face with worry in her eyes, “You haven’t taken your makeup off yet?”
Mina shakes her head this time, movement slightly limited by Sana’s hands, “Too tired, just want to sleep.”
“Not this time,” Sana tuts, “I could forgive going to sleep with your work clothes still on, but I’m drawing the line at not washing your face at least.”
When the woman takes her hands away from Mina’s cheeks, she can’t help but pout as the warmth leaves her face. It quickly turns into a small smile as she feels herself being gently tugged towards the bathroom.
She’d be able to stay awake for just a little longer Mina supposes as they both step into the small room lit by pale fluorescent light. Even while insisting she was awake enough to handle getting her makeup off, one pointed glare from Sana has Mina sitting on the toilet lid with her eyes closed to let her gently move the makeup remover wipe against her skin.
Once Sana finishes, Mina finds herself being convinced into going through the motions of a full bedtime routine due to Sana’s gentle coaxing. Starting from brushing her teeth, taking a quick shower, and finally slipping into her sleepwear until they finally shuffle into bed together, uncaring of how much time had passed. Admittedly, this felt much better than getting into bed with her work clothes and makeup still on, Mina thinks.
Switching the lamp off and letting the darkness envelop the room, the two shift closer to one another for warmth under the covers. Once they settle into a comfortable position, legs easily intertwined, Mina burrows her head atop of Sana’s chest, feeling her eyes grow heavy again; the steady beating of her girlfriend’s heart and the sound of her soft breathing lulling her into a much deserved rest.
The last thing Mina registers is Sana gently massaging her scalp and pressing a kiss on the top of her head before murmuring a ‘goodnight’ before finally succumbing to slumber.
When Mina regains consciousness, her eyes are still sealed shut as an aftereffect of a night of rest. However, she doesn’t need them to be open to know that their positions had shifted in their sleep, her face now buried in Sana’s neck while the other woman had draped a protective arm over her body. Too comfortable to even consider stretching out her stiff limbs, Mina briefly nuzzles the skin of Sana’s neck before allowing herself to drift off again.
This time, when Mina wakes, she slightly stirs at the feeling of lips being pressed delicately against her jaw. They move up to traverse the span of her face, going from the side of her lips, both cheeks, the tip of her nose, until her eyebrows finally furrow and her eyelids squeeze together tighter when they reach her forehead. She grumbles, shifting forward to find the safety of the crook of Sana’s neck again and ignoring the giggle as she does so.
“Mitang,” Sana softly singsongs, “I have to get up and make breakfast, Mitang.”
Mina furiously shakes her head, arms dragging over Sana’s body in an attempt to hug her closer. She can slightly feel the vibration of Sana’s chuckle as she registers another kiss press against the top of her head, “You’ll be late for work if you don’t get up, Mitang.”
“Saturday,” is all Mina grunts in an attempt to expend as little energy as possible and stay in the warmth of her bed, clinging onto whatever semblance of tiredness she could in hopes of squeezing in another bout of sleep.
“Should have known that wouldn’t work,” Sana sighs, “Alright, I’ll let you have your way for a few more minutes,” another kiss at the side of her head, “Because you’re cute when you get like this.”
And a few minutes of rest she gets until Mina feels Sana shift slightly and start kissing at her face again, face scrunching up and finally cracking her eyes open to see Sana leaning back with an unapologetic grin.
“Awake now?”
“Begrudgingly.”
“Then I’ll just have to keep kissing you until you want to get up,” Sana teases.
Mina doesn’t get a chance to stop her before Sana is kissing away the furrow of her eyebrows, then placing several pecks on her cheeks and finally moving to the side of her lips. There’s a brief pause before Mina feels Sana’s lips on her own, eyes fluttering shut as they mold together perfectly. She quickly loses herself in the moment, her hands slowly moving up to the back of Sana’s head to bring her closer in hopes of taking in the warmth of the moment in order to merge their very souls together.
Sana moves away first to catch her breath, but not without leaving a cheeky bite on Mina’s bottom lip that has Mina equally as breathless. Taking in deep breaths, the two women look at each other, the pure affection Mina finds in Sana’s eyes makes her heart squeeze, finding herself wanting to start kissing Sana again.
“Are you feeling better now?”
“Much better.”
“I’m glad,” Sana sneaks in another kiss on Mina’s forehead.
Mina returns the favor, hoping that Sana can see just how much she loves her back in her own eyes when she pulls back with a smile, “You know that I love you so, so much, right?”
Sana grins, “I do. Because I love you so, so much too.”