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Juria has this habit of stealing Hinata’s clothes. She typically goes for the oversized ones – they hang loosely around her frame thanks to Hinata’s broad shoulders. In her defense, her girlfriend’s clothing feels incredibly comfortable on her skin. Probably has something to do with the girl’s scent subtly ingrained within the fabric from multiple uses. It’s as though Hinata’s perpetually embracing Juria, as long as she wears them, when the younger thinks about it. Warmth and affection washing over her like tidal waves, succumbing to the silly little smile that graces her lips at the thought.
And she doesn’t have to defend herself, really. Hinata is very much privy to this, has even given her the green light. The older girl’s wardrobe is Juria’s playground as much as it is her own. Besides, they wind up clean and neatly folded back in Hinata’s closet as soon as their scent starts becoming too reminiscent of Juria’s perfume.
They’re situated in Juria’s bed now, a pretty, floral duvet covering their bare state from waist-down. Hinata nuzzles against Juria’s back, leaving gentle little kisses along the trail of hickies blooming on tanned skin. She can sense the girl awakening from her nap – a meek, contented whine reverberating throughout the quiet room. Hinata’s arm that was enclosing her lover is being pulled in slowly, making her press flush against the taller girl’s taut back. The motion reminds her of the light bruising on her own back as the mild stretch causes a dull ache to thrum beneath her skin. Juria was really holding on tight last night – to put it kindly. If the crescent-shaped marks she’ll discover with the help of the bathroom mirror later is anything to go by. That isn’t to say there isn’t any on Juria’s back either. They’ll have to apply some soothing cream on each other some time in the day. For now, Hinata will relish the feeling of having her fingers interlock with Juria’s. She hums when the younger's lips gingerly brushes against the back of her palm. The steady, warm breaths fanning her hand in combination with all the close contact is transferring heat back into her. Hinata rests a leg over Juria’s under the covers, doubling down.
“Good morning.” Juria manages, voice hoarse.
Hinata takes a peek at the bedside clock, teasing, “Good afternoon to you too, Juri.”
“Already?”
“Yeah. It’s only five minutes past, though.”
“That’s great news,” Juria properly kisses their intertwined fingers. “We can sleep in a little longer.”
Hinata reluctantly protests, “The girls are probably looking for us.”
“Our phones have been on ‘Do Not Disturb’ since we got back to the dorms. I think they’ll get the hint.”
Hinata kisses her nape, mumbling, “Mmm… right.”
“As long as we get our things ready by tonight we’ll be fine, Hina.”
“Can’t wait to be home with my family.”
Juria lets out an affectionate chuckle, “Me too. Sadly, I’ll miss you.”
Hinata nibbles on the edge of tender, sore skin, causing the girl to yelp, “You’re making it sound like we won’t be seeing each other for months.”
“I’m literally in love with you. Almost an entire month without your presence by my side is a month too long.” The younger drawls.
Hinata leaves a reassuring peck on the same patch, always indulging, “I love you too. I’ll miss you too, teddy bear.” There’s mirth imbued into the admission, dripping with fondness the way honey does, sweet.
They stay in for another hour and Juria has rolled over to face Hinata in that time, staying just as close. There is nothing but ease surrounding them, promises of a well deserved break lingering. Especially after their final performance for the year on the previous day. Juria is mindlessly running her fingers through purple locks, having made out languidly with Hinata on and off. Meanwhile, Hinata is tracing patterns on Juria’s lower back tenderly. (“Love, love, love,” she spells out in all the languages she’s familiar with.)
The older leans in for a kiss. First, on Juria’s forehead, then, her nose, and finally, her lips, “Alright. I’ll get the shower ready, you can join me if you’d like.” She lowers her hand, patting the girl’s bottom flirtatiously.
“In a bit I will, thank you.” Juria caresses Hinata’s cheek lovingly with a thumb right before the girl gets out of bed. She pulls the duvet over Juria once more, then makes a beeline to the clothing rack by the door. Hinata puts on the first set of decent clothing she sees, none of which are hers. She picks up both her and Juria’s garments from the night before off the ground, tosses them into the basket of dirty laundry and makes her way to the kitchen with it.
She bumps into Chisa along the way, who looks like she’s about to leave the dorm, “Mornin’! Kept breakfast… well, brunch, for you two covered on the stove. Just heat them up in the microwave.”
Hinata grins sheepishly, bowing her head ever so slightly, “Thank you. Where are you headed?”
“Lunch date with Maya, and movies after! She’s waiting downstairs for me. The others have gone out as well. You look really cute in that, by the way.” A coy smile is playing on her lips as she points at Hinata’s getup. A beige sweater with a teddy bear in a red vest together with colourful hearts printed on a pair of off-white joggers. Right. Juria’s.
Hinata shakes her head, nudging Chisa away good naturedly, “Shoo. Enjoy your romantic date, send lovely pictures to the group chat!”
The oldest giggles, skipping out with a wink.
Hinata really isn’t the type to steal Juria’s clothes. Well, not beyond a day at least. But the holidays are right around the corner and she won’t be seeing Juria for almost a month. Which is, frankly, a month too long for Hinata too. Surely a set for Hinata to keep is more than okay. Plus it does smell of Juria. Something that’ll keep her feeling right at home twice as much.
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Juri: just saw your post. i didn’t even notice those were gone (˶˃ᆺ˂˶)
Hina: you might wanna check how much of my stuff is actually with you
Juri: whaaaaaattt……. i am most definitely not wearing your shirt right now……..
Hina: whatever makes you happy~ i’m starting to actually get why you like wearing my clothes
Juri: oh no (⊙_⊙) that means mine are in danger now
Hina: maybe ^^