"Ma fille mignonne," Homura brushed a lock of blush rosey-gold hair from Madoka's fair face, with her resting on her chest as her heart fluttered every time her stomach would rise and fall with each breath she took. "What did I do to deserve you?" the raven haired girl waited patiently for a giggle or smile, but the smaller girl stayed still with her eyelid firmly tucked against her lash line. "Madoka?" she paused, listening as Madoka let out a tired sigh and shifted uncomfortably, her cheek squishing against Homura's ribs with a manner that was quite akin to a Mochi.
When she got no indication that her pink-haired partner was awake, she tugged gently at the red bows threaded into her locks and slowly pulled them lose, smiling as she caressed Madoka's back, making sure not to hitch her uniform shirt up any more than it already had.
She heard the record screech, stretching out her arm and flipping it over; trying not to bother the sleeping kitten-like girl using her as a pillow. "Homura," it was quite quiet, but there evertheless. "Yes, Madoka?" Homura slowly, like memory foam, shifted back into her former position, with the rosy-cheeked girl tucked neatly into her. "ᶦ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ...." having been almost inaudible, the taller girl leaned in closer with a slight hum to signal a repeat.
But Madoka was already fast asleep.
It would have to wait.
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