Bittersweet

Chapter 3 ~ Realizations

Ways of Communication

Talking - regular text

Dominance - bolded Text

Sign Language - italicized text

Telepathy - bolded and italicized text

Bunny's P.O.V

I stare at the ceiling lost in thought. Valentine was next to me, snoring like a motherfucker. But her snoring wasn't what was keeping me awake. My mind was running rampant. Today threw me for a loop. From evacuating to The Den, Violet and Valentine's breakup, Valentine's pulling sensation she's apparently feeling, to the fact I feel like all of this is my fault!

If I hadn't let Valentine get so close, maybe none of this would have happened. If I didn't let her look at me like that. If I didn't let her hand wander to my inner thigh. If I didn't let her call me Mami. And most importantly, if I didn't want all of it!

I groan in mental anguish for what feels like the 100th time. What was happening to me? Why was I so weak to her? I mean sure, I had a purely physical crush on Valentine beforehand, but that shouldn't be the cause of all of this! Should it?

I've never let physical attraction affect me so much before. It's like my own brain won't listen to reason. Oh Goddess, please hear my prayers! Guide me in what I should do! Because at this point, I am at a loss. Valentine shifts in the bed, unconsciously moving closer to me. I told her I wanted to sleep by the wall and she let me. Even though I could tell she wanted the wall to herself.

I guess she was trying to move back into the wall spot in her sleep. It was kind of cute. How strange, Valentine being cute. I'm not giving up the wall though. I sit up and call Wolfe onto the bed. It takes me giving the command twice before she finally wakes up and hops onto the bed.

I lay back down quickly and try to get comfortable. If I'm not comfy by the time she picks her spot to sleep for the night, I'm going to be stuck in an uncomfortable sleeping position all night.

Wolfe curls up in a ball on my chest. I smile and give her scritches. I liked when she slept on my chest. It made counting her heartbeats much easier for when I was having trouble sleeping. And I was definitely having some trouble tonight. I count for a long time before I feel my eyes begin to get heavy. You always come in clutch Wolfe.

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I need to pee. I wake up begrudgingly and Wolfe is no longer sleeping on top of me. But you know who is? Valentine. And not only is she completely on top of me, she's also holding onto me for dear life. How the hell did this happen?

I unwrap my arms from her neck and- hold on. Am I holding onto her too? The answer is yes, because my legs are also firmly wrapped around her waist.

Oh boy! How did we get in this position? I tap on her shoulder. She groans but doesn't budge. I tap again, but she just repostions herself. This time I hit her on top of her head. "Ugh. What?"

Her groggy morning voice was nice and raspy and all up in my ear. I pause for a second to collect my thoughts because I just completely lost the original plot. "What do you want Mami?"

"Ah!~" My hand flies to my mouth in embarrassment. We both freeze and I can feel her aura shift as she realizes what just happened. Goddess, kill me now. "I want- I just need- I-."

"Deep breaths Mami," my legs immediately tighten around her. That's not fair! She's all up in my ear, in that sexy ass voice, telling me to breathe. As if THAT'S going to help keep me on track.