New School, New Country, New Life. (Momo x Reader)

"Stay Safe Ladies!"

Sorry it took a while, I was both sick and on holiday.

13

Your eyes flutter open as you slowly wake up, stifling a yawn. You stare at the ceiling for a moment while your brain fully starts up. As your senses come back to you, you notice a weight on your chest, looking down you see it's Momo.

"I'm so lucky to have this." You whisper to yourself as you wrap your arms around her, holding her close. She's laying with her head on your chest, the top of her head almost touching your chin and her body half on top of yours while your legs are a tangled mess, making it very difficult to get up without waking her. After coming to this conclusion you opt to enjoy the moment while you have it and attempt to make the most out of it. You slide a hand from off of her back and brush a few stray hairs from her face, a smile forms once your attention is drawn to her soft breathing. It's rhythmic, orderly while still managing to be cute. Sort of like Momo herself, you realise. You slide the hand that previously moved the hairs from her face up her arm, taking her hand which rests on the other side of your chest, massaging her palm with your thumb, you note that her hand is soft, whilst not being completely soft due to her combat training, it's much softer than you expected. Of course, you noticed this earlier into your relationship but you never put much thought into it.

Hm. Your relationship. Yes. You're dating.

...

"WAIT WHAT THE FUCK WEVE NEVER BEEN ON A PROPER DATE?!?" You mentally scream.

Yikes. Good job.

You suddenly notice that Momo has woken up and is looking up at your face, seeing your expression of silent panic. "Is everything okay?" She asks, somewhat confused.

"Y-yeah. I just realised something dumb." You reply, a light blush dusting your cheeks.

"Hm?"

"I- uh." You go silent for a moment, Momo studying your face as you do so. She sees a sudden confidence light up in your eyes. "After our internships, I'm taking you out to dinner. My treat." You say with conviction.

Momo gains a blush not too dissimilar from yours. "I'd love that." She smiles cutely.

"I love you." Goddamn you're smooth.

Momo's light blush suddenly explodes across her face, despite her best efforts, she can't stop herself from reacting like this around you, especially in public, much to her dismay. "I love you too, Y/N."

You smile widely at her. "Speaking of internships..." You hint.

She pouts for a moment before moving so she's laying completely atop you, her chin on the center of your chest. "But I don't wannaaaaaaa." She whines.

"You're so immature." You say with an exaggerated eye roll.

"It's your fault I'm like this!" She says, suddenly getting out of bed with a burst of energy you weren't expecting.

You were honestly unsatisfied at this. Once she moved you were expecting something. You don't know what. But it was something. "What's that supposed to mean?" You push down your dissatisfaction and decide to go along with her for now.

"It meanssssssss... What it means!"

Oh my god she really is a child sometimes.

"This is very out of character for you." You point out bluntly.

Momo, who was previously beginning to dance around the room, suddenly stops. "Do you not like it?" She asks, sounding sad.

You go into full panic mode, thinking you upset your lovely girlfriend. "NO! No. It's cute, just unexpected!" You half yell from the bed, waving your arms as you do so.