Heavy is the Head

IV

Fantasia was having a wonderful dream when she was woken up by the sound of an alarm that she knew wasn't her's. She didn't open her eyes, wishing herself back to sleep. When she shifted to adjust her position for comfort, she found that she couldn't move, due to a heavy weight on her chest, accompanied by the same feeling on her stomach and covering her legs. Someone was laying on her , but she didn't know who. She felt slightly uncomfortable until the body shifted closer to her, placing their face in the crook of her neck. The warm breath on her neck littered her skin with goosebumps. She tried to wake up enough to recognize who was on her, running through the previous day's events to get a clue. The last thing she remembered was watching The Wiz with Taraji, Danielle, and Regina. She didn't think they would've allowed her to stay in Taraji's room, but the more conscious she became, the more she realized that she in fact had slept in Taraji's room and the person who was on her was Taraji herself. Suddenly she was fully awake, her eyes shooting open to confirm her theory. Sure enough, the other princess was asleep cuddled around her. A rush of emotions flew through her mind and she tried her best not to freak out. Fantasia had never had a sleepover before, and never slept with anyone but her parents. She didn't feel uncomfortable with Taraji on her anymore; she was warm and though the weight was a new feeling to get used to, she was liking it.

"You think so loud. Do you always do that," Taraji mumbled. The vibrations send tingles down Fantasia's spine. She tried to move, but Taraji pulled her closer.

"Good morning, Princess Taraji. I think your alarm went off. I don't know what time it is and..." Fantasia babbled, causing Taraji to prop herself up on her arm. She looked down at Fantasia, smiling a little. Seeing Taraji hovering above her, did things to her soul that she didn't understand. Fantasia stopped talking, taking in the sight of the princess. "You're so beautiful, without your makeup." She hadn't meant to say it, but by the blush that came to Taraji's cheeks, Taraji needed to hear it.

"Thank you. You're also really pretty. Unfortunately for us, we need to get ourselves up and ready for the day." Taraji sat up completely, grabbing her phone from the nightstand. "Breakfast is in an hour and a half, and dress code rules say we have to be in uniform and makeup at meal times."

"Yeah. I'll head back to my room now. Thank you for letting me stay the night," Fantasia said, climbing out of the bed. She certainly didn't want to overstay her welcome.

"Anytime. That's the best I've slept in months," Taraji reassured with a smile. She could tell Fantasia was overthinking the situation. Fantasia awkwardly on her feet, not knowing what she should do next. "I'll see you at breakfast." Taraji held her arms out for a hug and waited patiently for Fantasia to decide whether or not she was going to go for it.

"I'll see you at breakfast." Fantasia leaned in for the hug, resting her head on Taraji's shoulder. She took a deep breath, stood up and exited the room with a timid smile and a wave.

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They couldn't escape each other, and they couldn't decide if it was a good idea or not. When arriving in the great hall for breakfast, the princesses found that they were seated together at the table. When given their schedules, they were surprised that they had all but one class together. Fantasia laughed at the situation, thinking of the statement she had made about them seeing each other a lot. She didn't know then how true it would become.

"Looks like you're stuck with me, pretty," Taraji told her when they were dismissed to their first class of the day. Fantasia blushed at the name, holding out her hand for Taraji to take. Fantasia didn't understand why she always wanted Taraji's hand in hers, but the other princess never skipped on it when given the opportunity.

"It's not stuck if I'm okay with it," Fantasia shrugged. They walked to their class, hands linked together and smiles on their faces.

When they got to the classroom, only breaking hands to try and find their assigned seats. Luckily for them, the mentor for the class had placed them right next to each other.