It was now Sunday night, and Yachi anxiously awaited (F/n)’s arrival. Her mom could sense the tension in Yachi’s room and decided to check up on her daughter.
“Hitoka?” Madoka knocked on her daughter’s door, “Is everything alright?”
“Yes Mom,” Yachi answered through the door, “Everything is okay!”
“Are you sure?” Madoka opened her daughter’s door.
“Yep,” Hitoka smiled nervously, “Just… waiting for (F/n) to come, that’s all,”
Madoka now understood why she felt the tension, “Are you… nervous?”
Yachi’s eyes widened, “Nervous? I’m not nervous,”
Madoka raised her eyebrow and slowly blinked at her.
Yachi sighed, “Fine,” she nodded her head, “I’m a little nervous,”
Madoka crossed her arms and leaned on the doorframe, “Why? It’s not like this is the first time she’s been over before?”
“I know but,” Yachi couldn’t admit to the fact that (F/n) kissed her cheek the other day and now she was nervous just to see her, “You know,”
Madoka suspected something happened but decided not to mention anything being how nervous her daughter is, “Whatever you’re thinking about, don’t stress over it, okay?”
Yachi nodded, “I’ll try,”
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“Thank you so much for letting me spend the night, again,” (F/n) bowed to Madoka who opened the door when (F/n) arrived.
