Chapter 91

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Rolling over in the comfort and safety of your own bed a soft content sigh left your lips, the hallway and room were vacant of any noise till the faint pitter patter of shoes along the floor neared. It wouldn't have bothered you much if whoever it was didn't begin immediately pounding on your rooms door.

Groaning softly at the sound and moving the blankets to cover the top of your head you grumbles a 'come in' not daring to move from your pocket of warmth. The sound of your door opening right away met your ears and without so much of a warning a heavy weight had body slammed you, another groan vibrated from your being as you begrudgingly moved the covers blinking up at whoever was laying on top of you.

"Morning." Humming that out happily the dark haired teen gave a smile, purple hues trailing themselves over your tired expression.

"Morning. . ." letting out a deep breath you blinked up at the teen, "You're heavy." Absentmindedly adding that and raising a hand to rub at your still blurry eyes, the boy before you gave a huff in response merely pressing his face into the blankets where your stomach was, the sensation of which felt ticklish.

"Hey, Dude! Get off." Extending the 'f's and squirming under the covers as the teen merely mumbles some incoherent words, the heat from his breath right away traveled through the covers sending a shudder up your spine.

"Narancia, get off before I kick you off."

Popping back up almost instantaneously he sat back indirectly straddling you, "Oh right! I almost forgot," He snapped his fingers in the air before continuing, "Mista and Giorno are going to be away for a bit." Blinking up at the information a 'why' wanted to leave your lips before he quickly cut you off. "Don't ask me why I have no clue."

Tsking at his response you dropped your head back onto the pillow staring up at the marble ceiling, sure you were curious as to where the two had gone but everything they did wasn't your business. Moving your eyes back to meet with Narancia's you could tell he'd spaced out at some point staring up at the ceiling as well, a faint almost unnoticeable pink hue trailed across his face.

"Say you wanna help me make breakfast?" letting out another sigh while asking that you could see Narancia's gaze snap down to meet yours, purple hues glittering brightly like a galaxy while a large smile overtook his features. An abundance of nods were given in response and a hum left your lips, "Okay then go wait for me in the kitchen, and don't touch anything." Making sure to emphasize the last bit he gave another nod crawling off the bed and bounding back into the hall.

Quickly throwing on a set of leggings and a striped knit sweater, you fixed the birds nest of hair atop your head leaving the room once it was deemed presentable. Moving down the hall till eventually coming upon the kitchen you were pleased to see it in one piece and the raven haired teen tapping his fingers along the countertop.

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