After her only guardian passes away, a childish 20 year old woman named Momoko moves to Tokyo city to start learning how to live independently. While Momoko adapts to adult life in the city and struggles with living expenses, she dreams about start...
I'm laying on my couch that night with Yuji sitting in the ground in front of me. I called him and told him about the attack and how Masao had saved me and walked me back to my front door. Yuji rushed over as soon as I'd told him and was here before we hung up the phone.
I thought it was rather sweet how much he was worrying about me, but I felt fine now that I'd been in the comfort of my own home. I just wanted some extra company so that I could sleep. I knew that I'd be fine...eventually. Except for some post-happening shakiness, I didn't have a scratch on me. I had God to thank for that.
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"You must be exhausted..." I whispered as I laced my fingers in Yuji's silky hair. My boyfriend was lying with his head tilted to the side, nodding off when the room was filled with occasional silence. His concert had ended at midnight, which was when I called him, so he'd come straight after his performance.
"Just a little.." he answered me in a soft, feather light tone. When the room became silent for the next few minutes, shortly after he fell back asleep. I slid his hair behind his ear and ran my fingers along the warm skin of his neck as gently as I could without waking him.
"I'm sorry you had to come all the way here..."
"I don't mind, Momo..."
"Then come up here. I'll feel bad if you don't get enough sleep on the ground." I slide as far back into the couch as I can to make room for him. After a few moments, Yuji gives a tired sigh before twisting around to crawl up so he was lying down next to me. We snuggle against each other like our bodies were puzzle pieces! It never ceased to amaze me how perfectly he seemed to be built all for me....we fit against each other so nicely.
Yuji outstretches an arm so that he can wrap it around me and I snuggle against him so I'm lying on his bent arm. He tucks his other hand behind his head and closes his eyes again, drifting back off in no time.
😴 "Hmm..."
"You have such a nice sleeping face..." I whisper to him, even though I can tell by his stillness and the soft breathing noises that he's fallen back asleep already.
I'm close enough to see every little sweet detail of Yuji Oshiro's face. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world to see him like this, experiencing the vulnerable side of him that no one else could see without getting as close to him as I felt. Emotionally and literally.
My eyes move carefully across his face, connecting the little freckles and beauty marks along his cheeks. My finger tips lightly brush along his jawline, admiring the strength and curves of the structure. He had such manly, sexy features but they fit so beautifully on him at the same time. They were ethereal, almost, like they'd been carved by angels to show off their incredible artistic talent. I could admire him all day...a face like this — a boy like this was worth memorizing.
I suddenly feel invigorated when my eyes wander to Yuji's lips. Knowing he belonged to me and me to him gave me the freedom to kiss him whenever I desired. I sit up slightly and press my lips gently to his with enough force to satisfy me but not enough to wake him. As I pull away to beam down at him at the sunny feeling that parades through me in the aftermath of the kiss, a sense of peace has me suddenly feeling very, very sleepy. Enough to close my eyes and drift off into dreamland with Yuji...
"Good night, Yuji..." I sigh and my eyes flutter closed. Our breathing falls into sync. I start to fall into a deep sleep filled with sweet dreams when —
😲"AYE! I HAVE AN IDEA!"
Yuji wakes with a start, bolting upright and forcing me awake in the process. I scream at being shocked out of my sleep and slap him on his chest in annoyance.
"What the hell!"
"Momoko! I'll employ a bodyguard for you! That way, I'll get to keep you safe even when I'm not around." Yuji turns on his side and props himself up on his elbow so he's gazing down at me. I frown up at him, amazed that he would be thinking of such a thing even while he was asleep.
"Oi, Yuji, you're even worrying about me while you're unconscious. What a terrific boyfriend you are, but I don't need a babysitter.."
"Fine, then would you rather I never leave your side?" Yuji smirks, and the situation turns a bit more playful. My annoyance dissipates and I place my hand on Yuji's chest.
"That doesn't sound so bad.." I giggle and close my eyes as his face draws near and he kisses my nose...trailing to the curve of my neck, my collarbone.
"Good...then I guess I'll have to keep coming over to make sure you're safe. Especially the late nights when you're the most vulnerable..."
"Are we still talking about me being unsafe from predators, or you?" I gently caress his collarbone and his hand slides along my leg, igniting a flame in its wake.
"Never mind that. You'll also need protection while you're in the shower. What if someone sneaks in and you can't hear? I'll just have to join you so I'll be one step ahead!"
"Yuji, you're such a pervert! Rather tempting one, though..."
"And of course, you can't use the toilet without —"
