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Madoka was sitting on the roof during lunch. She was a bit bored...Kyoko and Sayaka were both skipping school for something they wouldn't tell Madoka about. She was curious, but she really wasn't one to pry. She didn't wanna invade on anything.
Then, as she chewed on the chicken her mother made, Homura approached her.
"...Madoka."
"Homura!"
She was immediately excited to see Homura- she loved seeing her. They had both knew they loved eachother, they just never said anything officially, even though it was pretty obvious.
"Madoka, I was wondering, would it be alright if I stayed at your place tomorrow night?"
Madoka smiled and thought for a second. She would have to ask her dad. Her mother was out on a business trip, and her dad had become busy taking Tatsuya to parks and on playdates.
"I can ask my dad! I'll tell you at school tomorrow, kay?"
Homura for once gave a small smile, nodded, then turned to leave.
Madoka smiled back. She barely ever saw Homura smile.
The next day, Madoka walked up to her father.
"Dad! Can my friend stay the night tonight?"
Her father, who was in his garden while Tatsuya played in it, looked up at her with a smile.
"Well, I'll be out for most of the night for Tatsuya sleepover. If I can trust you on your own, then yes, she can."
Madoka smiled and hugged her dad, and then pat Tatsuyas head before going to her room.
The next day, Madoka waited excitedly at lunch. She couldn't wait to tell Homura. Kyoko and Sayaka were off doing there own thing again, God knows what really. Then Homura approached again, holding her own lunch.
"Homura! My dad said you could stay the night! And it'll be just us two!"
"Perfect, then. I'll walk home with you."
Homura sat next to her and began to eat as Madoka rambled on about something that interested her
After-school, Homura walked Madoka home. They stopped shortly at some shops, got pastries and checked out a small music store. Then they finally got to Madokas home.
Homura was slightly impressed, it was pretty big. Her mother must've been successful.
"Come in, Homura! We can do whatever you'd like."
Homura came in quietly, she put her bag down at the front door and followed Madoka to their living room.
"Your place is lovely, Madoka."
"Thank you! I help out with cleaning sometimes... makes me feel useful!"
"You could never be useless."
Madoka froze for a second, then smiled.
"Come on. We can go change into our PJs. Much more comfortable."
Madoka led Homura to her upstairs bedroom and bathroom. She let Homura change first. When she came out, Madoka smiled, she looked cute in that. It was simple pink PJs, but she still looked amazing in Madokas eyes.
Homura waited patiently for Madoka to get done changing. She heard a slight thump from the bathroom, she already assumed Madoka had tripped. She wasn't really the carefullest. She wasn't a clutz or anything, but she had her occasional moments.
Madoka came out, and Homura froze for a minute. She was the cutest thing Homura had ever seen. Soft yellow pjs with a cute red bow and white socks...Madoka was adorable. But she didn't let it show.
"Homura! What would you like to do first?"
"Mmm...we could watch a movie? You like to bake, right?"
"Oh yeah! We could totally bake and watch a movie together after! Let's do cookies!"
Madoka brought Homura into her kitchen, and started prepping. As she got everything out, she accidentally plopped down the flour just, a bit too hard. It exploded everywhere. Onto her face, a bit onto her clothes, and on the counter.
Homura stared. Madoka froze.
Then she started giggling.
"...Jesus."
Homura actually smiled at that. She got a towel and began to help clean up Madokas face. Madoka blushed a little at the closer contact, but it wasn't too obvious or noticeable.
They continued to bake after cleaning up, taking turns on putting in the ingredients. They both stole a few chocolate chips (a few means multiple handfuls) for themselves. Then they started looking for a movie as the cookies started to bake.
"Do you have any ideas , Homura?"
"Hm...what about this?"
Homura pointed at a movie with a cute blonde girl on it, a poofy pink dress and pompoms.
"That looks cute! Play it."
Homura clicked it on and they sat on Madokas couch together.
Ten minutes in, the oven went off. Madoka plated the cookies and got milk, then sat back down with Homura.
As they ate, Madoka noticed Homura inching closer. Madoka didn't mind, infact, she leaned in. She cuddled herself into Homura, not finding it weird at all. She also didn't notice Homuras blush, but Homura cuddled back anyways.
Halfway through the movie, Homura noticed Madoka had started drifting off. She knew the girl usually slept early. Homura never really slept. She couldn't decide if she should stay put or try and bring Madoka to her bed. After she battled with herself for a bit, she eventually landed on just staying cuddled with Madoka.
She watched as the movie played through. She didn't really pay too much attention to it though. She was more focused on this pretty girl on her.
Madoka ended up sleeping only for twenty minutes, then she ended up waking up in a drowsy, half aware state. She stayed cuddled to Homura, but wasn't processing the rest of her surroundings just yet.
Homura smiled at the state of her. She seemed kinda lost at first but It was cute.
Then reality finally sat in for Madoka. Instead of being embarrassed she was cuddling Homura, she just smiled and nuzzled Homuras nose, who quickly reciprocated.
Madoka cuddled herself back into Homura, head on her shoulder. Homura smiled, kissed her head lightly and then relaxed.
This was the perfect night.