The problem with Mamo-chan

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"Achoo!" she sneezed before ringing for a fourth time. Usagi squeezed her lips, fearing that Mamoru didn't want to open the door to her specifically —when maybe he just was not home. But she felt so guilty, she even imagined at some point that he flew to America to avoid her. After all he was supposed to in the first place. If he stayed because of her, what would keep him from deciding to go again now that he didn't even spend time with her anymore? "Mamo-chan..." she mutters to herself, ringing one last, longer time. But still no response. Letting out a sigh, she decides to confront the heavy rain and go home at last, but just as she was to turn around...

"Usako?" She heard his voice. It's been only two days since they last saw each other, but she missed him. Missed him like she hadn't seen him in so long. Her heart started bumping faster at the sound of this dear nickname. A small smile formed on her lips despite all the stress. Finally she turns around to see him wearing a black raincoat.

"What are you doing here, you didn't tell me you were coming." Her lips slightly parted. But he was right, she usually told him when she would visit knowing he is busy with school and work. "It's raining like crazy outside, you should have gone home you'll be sick..." there was worry in his voice, she noticed. Finally she spoke to him;

"Mamo-chan I came to talk to you.." she said, fully turning to face him. "You know–"

"Usagi, you're completely drenched, I can see your underwear.." he interrupted her looking away, there was a slight blush on his cheeks. He sighs before taking out his coat and putting it on her shoulder, he then grabs his house keys and guides her inside. Usagi was a little embarrassed as indeed her pink bra was showing but she said nothing and let him lead the way. "Just take a shower first then join me in the kitchen and we'll talk okay?" He said, putting his hands on her shoulders.

"Okay..." she nodded looking at him in the eyes. He quickly lost himself in hers, when she closed her eyes, his slowly went down to her lips. He leaned down to kiss her, finding it useless to hold himself back, after all he missed her too, and no sex didn't mean no kissing right? Usagi immediately relaxed when she felt his lips on hers, she had been worried he wouldn't want to kiss her again, and to be honest she felt selfish doing that, knowing that after their conversation he probably wouldn't want to kiss her again. Frowning, she decided to break the kiss. "I'm going to take a shower.." she said, "I'll be quick this time!" She smiled, and he immediately returned her warm smile. He really did miss his little bunny...

Arriving in the bathroom, Usagi started undressing, having the same feeling she had two weeks earlier. She once more looked at herself in the mirror, thinking how Mamoru was so close to her, just separated by some wooden doors. Suddenly she heard a knock on the door which startled her.

"Usako? Can you open?" He asked with his sweet voice.

"M-Mamo-chan I'm naked!" she panicked before slamming her hand on her mouth.

There was a small silence, Mamoru cleared his throat before pursuing; "I... I'm just bringing you a change of clothes... put your wet uniform in front of the door, I'll put it in the clothes dryer..." he said.

"O-okay!" She answered before letting out a sigh of relief. 'He's so thoughtful... and caring, I don't deserve him." She started to think, wrapping the pink towel around her body before half opening the door to give him the wet clothes. She looked at the floor, too embarrassed to look at him as she hid her body behind the bathroom door.
"Thanks..." he said, before biting his lower lip. Here he has been having dirty thoughts about his girlfriend lately, when she wasn't even comfortable enough to show too much skin around him. 'How shameful, get your shit together Mamoru', he thought, mentally slapping himself. "Here." He gave her the change with a smile. She nodded and took it before closing the door, Mamoru let out a sigh himself before walking to the kitchen where his machines were.