~Your POV~
"Mmngh?" Opening my (E/C) eyes, I seemed to be in a different room that wasn't mine. I felt warm arms and something warm clinging to me from behind. I tilted my head and saw Kirito, spooning me. He was fast asleep with no shirt on, and he seemed to be very at peace. His arms were snaked around my waist as he was clutched to me.
What the hell happened!?
I may have freaked out a little, and I blushed and clutched the pillow, shaking. I felt him stir as he started to awaken.
I'm soooooo fucked.
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~Kirito's POV~
What's this warm thing that I'm clinging to? Why is it so scared?
My midnight black hues connected with (Y/N)'s glimmering (E/C) ones, and I noticed I was spooning her. I instantly let go of her and backed up, accidentally falling off the bed in the process.
"Ow, shit..." Muttering curses under my breath, I sat up and rubbed my throbbing head. I hit it hard on the floor. Shaking it off quickly, (Y/N) looked down at me from the edge of the bed.
"You okay?" She asked. Her face was a dark crimson and I bet mine was too. I stood and sat on the edge of two bed as she made room.
Staring at my abs again, I coughed and she got closer. I backed up but I was practically off the bed. She got even closer and reached a hand out, running it down my stomach softly. I chewed my lip to hold back a moan, and she looked up at me.
"That's not a motorcycle scar, is it?" She asked softly, sitting up and keeping her fingers along the ragged pale scar. I felt my heart race as I stared at her, my eyes wide.
"No... N-no it isn't..." I muttered, looking down at her hand and grabbing her wrist. She looked at me and frowned.
"Why did you lie to me?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hair was still perfectly straight, even through she slept with it down all night. It amazed me how beautiful she looked.
"I..." She got closer and hugged my bare shaking figure. I felt my heart skip a few beats as she clutched to me tightly, her fingernails digging into my back. I instantly wrapped my arms around her, holding her close. Her red face buried itself in the crook of my neck and she sighed, holding me close.
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~Your POV~
After a few minutes of connected warmth, I pulled away, keeping my arms under his. He started to lean close to me, expressionless, and I started to lean back. Our faces were inches apart and I closed my eyes, waiting for his lips on mine. But it never happened.
Opening my eyes, Kirito was staring at the door, the knob rattling.
We're in his room... Who's here?
The door knob kept rattling as he sighed deeply and annoyed.
Was he gonna k-kiss me?
His half dressed body stood up to answer the rattling and creaky door.
