MANIA

Part 32ᴹ

Mature scenes ahead

The soft light of the morning sun trickles in through the windows, casting a warm glow over the walls. A small breeze drifts through the room, causing the sheer curtains to sway, shadows shifting with the movement. The gentle sound of steady breathing fills the air: comforting and relaxed. A loving smile pulls at tender lips.

Mina can still hardly believe her very eyes. There Y/N rest, features calm as she continues to slumber, held in her embrace. Her arms have yet to let go of her, Y/N's own clinging onto her still, even in her sleep.

Looks like Y/N does rest better holding onto something.

Last night still feels like a fever dream to Mina. So much so, that she half expects to be laying in her own bed, the features of her own room staring back at her every time that she blinks. Each time that she is proven wrong, though, sets her heart racing like never before, a euphoric feeling flooding her veins and settling deep inside her bones.

Y/N had stayed with her in the music room for a while longer after she had kissed her, claiming to want to spend more time with her.

Not that Mina would have complained. At all.

For the next hour, Y/N had listened to her play, keeping her mind opened to Mina so she could hear her every thought.

Mina will never forget how Y/N looked at her: eyes wide and full of awe. The tender affection alone that she could see—that she could feel—dripping from Y/N's gaze is enough to have her breath catching in her throat even now. Not to mention that kiss.

Her eyelids flutter shut, recalling that special moment with Y/N now. She can still feel her lips tingling from the touch of Y/N's, a craving slowly building within her the longer she goes without having them pressed against her once more.

That moment could not have been more meaningful to Mina, or significant to Y/N.

With a soft smile gracing her features, Mina recalls the way Y/N held on to her, her hand caressing her waist as Y/N cupped her face so tenderly with the other. The gentle caress of her touch is everything to her. Then, as it is now.

Subconsciously, Mina pulls her closer.

After she was done placing her violin back on its display for the evening, she was fully expecting Y/N to bid her a good night after walking her back to her room. Only, as soon as she turned around to face her in the music room, Y/N had extended her hand out to her in offering. Of course, she placed her palm in her immediately.

Mina could never deny Y/N. No, she would never.

Y/N's touch had been gentle, voice soft as she conversed with her all the way back to her room. The way Y/N had walked right inside when she got there, she in tow, had Mina's heart racing in her chest. Mina had paused then, throat tightening with her emotions as the significance of Y/N leading her back to her room, and not even hesitating to bring her into her own space with her washed over her.

Mina can still picture the way Y/N had gazed at her then, a soft smile painting Y/N's features as she blinked at her in mild surprise, keeping her tears at bay for the time being.

"Will you stay with me tonight?"

Y/N's words had been just like her caress: tender and warm. An invitation Mina had been desperately hoping for, yet no matter how many times she had fantasized about Y/N saying those words to her, nothing could have ever prepared her for the real thing.