Babymonster One Shot

Morning Mishaps | RUPHA

Pharita groaned as she reluctantly opened her eyes, feeling the weight of a bad day even before it began. Her alarm had failed to ring, leaving her with no time to spare. She glanced outside the window, and the dark, brooding clouds seemed to mock her. "Why today?" she muttered under her breath, feeling the dread of an impending disaster. She scrambled out of bed, heart pounding as she realized just how late she was. Skipping breakfast, she grabbed her school bag and bolted for the door, her frustration growing with each passing second.

She burst outside, heading straight for her trusty bike-her one reliable means of getting to school on time. But her heart sank the moment she saw it. Both tires were flat, deflated like her spirits. "No, no, no!" she cried, kicking the useless bike in a futile attempt to make it work. "This can't be happening!" Realizing the school bus had long since departed, she cursed under her breath. "Of course, today of all days," she grumbled, the long uphill walk ahead filling her with a sense of doom.

As she walked briskly, trying to make up for lost time, it seemed as if fate had a personal vendetta against her. She was so focused on getting to school that she almost stepped into an open manhole. Her heart leapt into her throat as she narrowly avoided it, stumbling back just in time. "Seriously?!" she exclaimed, a wave of panic crashing over her as she imagined the catastrophe she'd narrowly avoided. Her nerves were already fraying, and the day had barely started.

Moments later, her misfortune continued as a passing car splashed muddy water all over her. The cold, dirty liquid soaked her clothes instantly. "Are you kidding me?!" she shouted, throwing her hands up in exasperation as she stared down at her mud-streaked uniform. The cold, sticky sensation clung to her skin, heightening her already miserable mood. She clenched her fists, resisting the urge to scream at the universe. "This day can't get any worse," she muttered, though a part of her feared that it absolutely could.

When she finally spotted the school gates, a flicker of hope ignited within her. Maybe, just maybe, she could salvage what was left of this dreadful morning. She quickened her pace, eager to put the entire ordeal behind her. But just as she approached the entrance, her foot caught something slippery on the ground. A banana peel-seriously, a banana peel! She barely had time to register what was happening before she went down, hard. "No way!" she yelped as she hit the wet pavement, pain shooting through her bottom and hands as she braced herself against the cold, unforgiving ground. "This has to be some kind of cosmic joke," she whispered, blinking back tears of frustration and embarrassment. She wanted to vanish, to melt into the pavement and disappear from the humiliating scene.

Around her, students began to gather, their curious and judgmental gazes making her feel even smaller. She could hear their whispers, the murmurs that cut her like a knife. "Is she okay?" one asked with a mix of concern and amusement. "Looks like she can't even stay on her feet," another snickered, the derision in their voice clear. Pharita's cheeks burned with humiliation, her eyes filling with tears she fought desperately to hold back. "Why me?" she thought, feeling utterly defeated as she lay there on the cold ground, the full weight of her terrible morning pressing down on her chest.

Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, a shadow fell over her. She looked up, her breath catching in her throat. Standing above her was Ruka, her girlfriend, looking like an angel in casual attire. Ruka wore a cap that barely hid her dark, tousled hair, a varsity jacket casually draped over her shoulders, and jeans that somehow made her look effortlessly cool. Her white sneakers, pristine and untarnished, contrasted sharply with Pharita's muddy, bedraggled appearance.

Ruka's eyes softened as she extended a hand to Pharita, her voice calm and soothing. "Need some help, beautiful?"

Pharita stared up at her, too stunned to speak. "Ruka?" she finally managed to whisper, her voice trembling with relief and a hint of disbelief. Ruka's presence felt like a lifeline, a beacon of hope in her sea of misery. Nodding, she reached out and took Ruka's hand, feeling a surge of warmth and comfort as Ruka effortlessly pulled her to her feet. Ruka's usual cool, laid-back demeanor was gone, replaced by a tender concern that melted Pharita's frustration and fear.

Ruka gave her a small, reassuring smile, brushing a damp strand of hair from Pharita's face. "Rough morning?"

Pharita let out a shaky laugh, a mix of exhaustion and disbelief. "You have no idea," she muttered, glancing down at her ruined uniform. The sight only deepened her sense of defeat. "This has to be the worst morning of my life." She felt on the verge of tears again, the enormity of her awful day crashing down on her once more.

Ruka's response was to lean in and press a soft, gentle kiss to Pharita's forehead. The touch was feather-light, yet it sent waves of comfort through Pharita's entire being. It was as if Ruka's kiss had the power to erase all the morning's horrors. "Don't worry, Rita," Ruka murmured, her voice like a soothing balm. "I've got you."

Pharita felt her anger and sadness begin to dissolve in Ruka's presence. She blinked back tears, this time of gratitude rather than frustration. "You're too good to me," she whispered, leaning into Ruka's comforting embrace, feeling as though the storm of her bad day was finally beginning to calm.

"Come on," Ruka said, wrapping an arm around Pharita's shoulders in a protective, affectionate gesture. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Pharita sighed, her body relaxing against Ruka's. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" she muttered, letting herself be guided toward the locker room. The earlier humiliation and anger seemed to fade as Ruka took control, leading her with gentle determination.

Inside the locker room, Ruka opened her locker and pulled out a clean set of clothes, handing them to Pharita with a warm, encouraging smile. "I always keep a spare for emergencies. Today definitely counts."

Pharita chuckled softly, her earlier tears forgotten. "You're a lifesaver, Ruka. I'd be a complete wreck without you."

Ruka winked, her teasing grin bringing a smile to Pharita's lips. "Just doing my job as the best girlfriend ever," she said with a playful tone, though her eyes were full of genuine affection. Leading Pharita to the bathroom, Ruka's hands were gentle as she helped her clean off the mud, her touch tender and reassuring. Pharita marveled at how Ruka's presence could make the world outside disappear, leaving only warmth and comfort in its place.

"I can't believe I slipped on a banana peel," Pharita muttered, shaking her head in disbelief as Ruka handed her a towel. The absurdity of it all was almost laughable now, though she was still a little shaken by the whole ordeal.

Ruka laughed softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "It's like something out of a cartoon," she teased, making Pharita smile despite herself. "But don't worry, you're still the cutest clumsy person I know."

Once Pharita was in the fresh clothes Ruka had provided, Ruka placed a tender kiss on her lips. The simple yet affectionate gesture made Pharita's heart swell, erasing the last remnants of her morning's troubles. In that moment, everything else faded away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in each other's warmth and love.

"Feeling better?" Ruka asked, her voice soft and full of care.

"Much better," Pharita replied, her smile growing wider as she gazed at her girlfriend. The tension in her shoulders eased, and the weight of the morning's miseries seemed to lift entirely. "Thank you, Ruka. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Ruka wrapped her arm around Pharita's shoulders again, pulling her close. "Good. Now let's get to class before anything else tries to go wrong."

Pharita laughed, a sound filled with relief and genuine happiness. "With you by my side, I think I can handle anything," she said, leaning into Ruka's embrace, feeling a renewed sense of optimism. As they walked toward the school together, Pharita's earlier misfortunes seemed like a distant memory, washed away in the warmth of Ruka's love and support. For the first time that day, she felt like everything was going to be okay.