Touch you | Winrina

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They fall asleep somewhere around sunrise. All Karina knows is that Winter's hair looks gold with the bleak morning sun shining on it.

They lie side by side, facing each other, watching each other. With Winter, being silent is comfortable and comforting. It isn't heavy or exhausting. Winter occasionally traces the lines of her face, so softly it's almost as if she isn't touching her at all. She draws circles on Winter's sides and lower back in return.

I love you, Winter's touches tell her, and she whispers it back into her hair and lips and neck. It doesn't lead to sex. Somehow, they are both content just being, just laying there, with fingers tracing skin. She watches as the room around Winter changes from dark to grey to golden pink. The only thing that doesn't change is Winter herself. Her eyes. Her smile and the biting of her lower lip. She smells like them, and Karina can't get enough of Winter's deep chuckles when she nuzzles her neck to breathe her in.

Karina's not sure who falls asleep first. She knows she's the first one to wake up, with Winter facing away from her and holding their entwined hands right near her lips. She smiles as she remembers Winter faintly kissing her knuckles through her sleep. Their legs are tangled up, too. Karina stirs and cuddles Winter close, pressing a small kiss to her naked shoulder. She almost falls back asleep when the reason of her awakening makes itself known once again. Someone's knocking on Winter's door and is clearly running out of patience.

Oh, no. Oh no no no.

Karina's careful not to jostle Winter awake as she untangles herself from her, quickly locating her underwears and tugging them on. The knocking grows louder, and a voice adds itself to the equation.

"Winter, wake up. Breakfast is ready." Karina prays Ms Narae leaves after that, but the woman seems adamant about seeing her daughter. "Winter? Honey?" There is a slight pause, during which Karina finds her shirt and Winter's tank top. But Ms Narae's next words stop her in her tracks. "Is Karina in there with you?"

It's not the words themselves. It's the tone that has Karina frowning. Ms Narae sounds unsure and suspicious and even though Karina isn't an expert on tones and expressions and people in general, she's pretty sure this isn't very good.

She squats next to Winter's side of the bed, gently brushing blonde hair from the girl's eyes. It's a pity they didn't get to enjoy their morning after, Karina thinks. They had plenty of them, yes, but none quite like this. And Karina has a feeling they won't get another one like this. They'll get worse and better but this one is gone.

But, even with Ms Narae hovering near and speaking in weird tones, she won't be robbed of the chance to wake Winter up with a kiss, and so that's what she does. Winter tastes like sleep and morning breath and her lips are chapped and Karina doesn't care.

Her eyes flutter open. "Karina?"

She smiles as she watches Winter blink the sleep away. "Hi."

Winter smiles back, sleepy and warm. "Hi," and they are kissing again. Karina really, really doesn't like Ms Narae right now, because she knocks again just as Winter deepens the kiss.

"Oh, um, your mother is at the door-"

"Winter? Either you open this door or I'm opening it for you."

"-and she seems pissed," Karina concludes. She offers an apologetic smile as Winter rolls her eyes, quickly tugging her clothes from the last night on and marching up to the door. It's a good thing Winter likes to sleep with her window cracked open, Karina thinks briefly. At least her room doesn't stink like a sex dungeon.