Shu woke up to a foreign weight on his body. Two strong arms encircled his waist in a secure hold. In Shu's sleep he had wound up in Fubuki's embrace; Shu's back was firmly settled against Fubuki's body. His cheeks flushed a pretty pink. He wiggled his body weakly to loosen the hold but nor awake his pupil, it was a compromising position. It would be awkward if they were both conscious.
Both of them were interlinked on Shu's side, Fubuki's half of the bed entirely vacant.
Maybe I should've persisted about his sleeping habits, Shu thought numbly.
By Shu's slight writhing, he felt his back brush against Fubuki's... area. Shu shivered as his blush deepened. This was a less than ideal situation.
Fubuki's waking groan alerted Shu of Fubuki's waning consciousness, and he opted for the best solution he could think of. He feigned sleep.
Fubuki awoke feeling content and warm, albeit groggy. He attempted to raise his hand to rub the intruding footsteps of sleep from his eyes when he noticed that his hand was trapped between Shu's slim waist and the mattress, the other under his arm. Fubuki, bewildered, fully woke to realise the situation he was in.
What should I do??? Fubuki queried frantically.
He didn't want to wake Shu since his mentor desperately required sleep, and this prospect was like a dream come true to Fubuki as well. But, Shu is an early riser, and it'd be so tense to be caught in this act.
What's taking him so long? Shu wondered, maintaining a perfect poker face- even breaths and relaxed features. Hmmm, I could shift, but I might twist or hurt his arm.
Fubuki, mustering up no answers to his dilemma, slowly settled back in the bed. It wouldn't hurt to use this chance, right? He snuggled a little closer to Shu's form and Shu against his impulses refused to stiffen up. The arms around Shu's torso tightened, shocking Shu.
I guess Fubuki's solution was the same as mine, Shu thought, feeling both amused and exasperated.
Fubuki's face was against the top of Shu's head, resulting in Fubuki inhaling the scent of his floral fragrant shampoo. Fubuki never wanted Shu to wake- or did he? He wanted to see Shu's dull yet beautiful eyes and hear his endearing voice- Oh boy, Fubuki was whipped.
Shu's heart pounded, sure Fubuki could fake sleep, but why did he entangle their bodies more? Shu was glad his back was toi Fubuki, otherwise he couldn't ascertain if he'd be able to will down the red tinting his cheeks.
I suppose I'll do something, though it'll be suspicious if I did it instantly after he gave up. Shu planned, allowing his body to rest for another ten minutes before he carried out his 'waking up' ruse.
With three minutes left, Fubuki's hands shifted from encircling Shu's hips.They travelled high to the dip of his middle, setting on the lower part of his ribcage. Shu inaudibly swallowed, utterly confused.
Then Shu began to blearily open his eyes, blinking twice to seem sleepy. He could feel Fubuki's figure flinch.
"Hm? Fubuki," Shu began, slowly.
"Yes?" Fubuki squeaked against his better judgement.
Shu gestured to their compromising position.
"Huh? Oh sorry, I didn't wanna wake you and you looked comfortable!" Fubuki spluttered.
Shu inwardly laughed. For how bold Fubuki was when Shu 'slept,' he sure was flustered now. His pupil was adorable.
Pink really suits him, even on his cheeks. How pretty... Fubuki thought idly.
Then he realised that his grasp was still strong and laxed his hands, pulling them to himself. Fubuki averted his eyes in shame.
"Well, good morning Fubuki," Shu greeted endearingly with a soft smile.
"You too," Fubuki smiled back.
Shu got up from the bed and began to stretch his limbs. His body felt considerably colder without the blanket and his student's arms- Uhm, anyways, Shu refused to finish that thought.
"I'm glad you slept better."
That jerked Fubuki out of his trance-like reverie.
"Yes, thank you," he replied.
"No need," Shu assured. "Get changed and meet me in the kitchen for breakfast."
"Yeah, be back soon,'' Fubuki murmured whilst exiting the room.
The tender moment was fresh in both blader's minds yet they wouldn't acknowledge it due to sheer embarrassment.
