The Next Day

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Ayumi's POV

Yoshiki ended up carrying me upstairs to my bed. Here's the thing; he didn't leave my house. He just set up a futon on the floor of my bedroom.

"You look really cute sleeping," Yoshiki said as I woke up.

"Y-Yoshiki! W-what are you still doing here?" I asked nervously. "No... I didn't... I fell asleep?" I mumbled.

"Sorry, Ayumi. It got really late so I didn't want to go home. I wanted to stay with you. Besides, you parents aren't coming home until next week, right?" Yoshiki said. You'd think he wouldn't be nervous, but he was fire truck red.

"Well yeah but... you're a guy. Who knows what you could've done?" I said.

"I said sorry..." Yoshiki said, standing up at the same time. He sat down on my bed.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek and then ran back downstairs.

I started to make breakfast for the both of us while Yoshiki waited patiently at the dinner table for food.

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