✧* 𝙨𝙖𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙚 *✧ | tomoe x fem!reader -!SEQUEL!

❥・elation |a beginning| ・

BRIEF SH MENTION WARNING AGAIN

It's quite peculiar,

to feel so euphoric. So high.

Especially when it's rare for you.

I had never been in such a position. The awe, the pure bliss. The adoration.

Have you heard of the word 'Basorexia'?
An intense craving or obsession for kissing.
Such a desire, fueled by a touch.

That's how it felt, waking up in his arms, a sudden wave of realization bringing a rosier hue up to my face. I carefully lifted myself up.

Overwhelmingly so, he didn't let me go.

Oh my me.

Too much for me to handle, embarrassment covered in flames like a candle.

But a candle isn't covered in fire, its wick is.

A yearning, now spinning, twirling, swirling my words oh so poetically, would you stop that?

My writer is being annoying again. Writer? What writer?

We aren't breaking the fourth wall.

The sun shined and peeked into my room, the break of dawn. My curtains lightly flying with the flow of the wind. I closed my eyes once again, every moment must come to an end, I knew that, but when twilight arrives, we all want to turn back time and go back to the day. On the other hand, some people can't wait for the day to end.

Normally, that would be me.

Today, was out of the ordinary.

I remember falling asleep to Tomoe's steady breathing, holding me close in his secure arms.
It felt like nothing in the world could ever harm me again. He carressed my hair between his long, slim fingers.

Do I still doubt my love?

I meant, my desire?

I'm not so sure anymore. Every day I feel closer to his heart, he's closer to mine. No, he's already been in it for a long time.

It's freaky, how I feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me every time I'm near him. As if I know - no -- as if I have known him. These thoughts get so deep under my skin.

I want to feel him closer.

I want our lips, our skin, to collide. I feel we fit together like puzzle pieces.

Of course I'd never tell him that.

But I think he knows.

I felt him shifting as I laid on top of him, quickly scrambling up and rolling out before he could grab me again.

"Hello! Hi! Uhm, you should n o t be laying with your medic," I exclaimed, yet it was more of an awkward whisper.

His eyes fluttered open, raising his eyebrows, both amused and annoyed, "I demand you to come back.."

I let out a quiet chuckle and stepped back,
"And I demand you to lay down in a more comfortable spot, ya buffoon. It's only been.. Ah, I lost track of the weeks, well -- you have yet to heal properly!" he only grumbled as a response, lowering his ears,"do you need anything..?" I asked, hesitantly stepping closer to him once again.

"Why?" I tilted my head to my confusement,
"why what?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Why do you take care of m e so well, yet you keep neglecting your own health?"
My heart dropped hearing that sentence. Does he know? I gulped down my fear,
"did you think I wouldn't know?"