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⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰
BRIGHT LIGHT STUNG THE EDGES of Y/N's eyes with such intensity they flashed open, thinking there was more lightning.
Instead, the pleasantly warm morning sun greeted her, the only sounds being rolling waves and birdsong.
She buried her head further in her pillow with a low hum, wanting to avoid waking up for a few minutes longer.
Wait ... that's not a pillow.
Y/N raised her head just slightly, attempting to orientate herself. The thing she had mistaken to be a pillow was, in fact, Denki's chest, the both of them having slipped down during the night until they lay across the bed instead of half sitting. Currently, she lay across his body, still resting on his chest, one of her arms tucked up to herself and the over thrown over his waist.
Denki similarly had his left arm around her, comfortably settled on her hipbone, and his over hand rested on her hair, his face buried in the top of her head and his eyes probably still closed. Their legs were tangled together and someone had thrown a blanket over them during the night.
The old Y/N who had denied her feelings would have immediately rolled out of this intimate position, stumbling away and probably had a mental crisis/breakdown (either worked), but this Y/N who had woken up in the arms of a boy who liked her, who she knew she liked, stayed as long as she could.
