A short story. Characters belong to me.
"Spend the night with me." The blonde male said, his tone indicating that it was a hoax. A hoax to him, at least. Hearing those words only made my heart pump faster, adrenaline rushing within me.
'What should I say? Am I supposed to laugh?' Chains of thoughts ran through my head.
"Uh, ahahaha...?" My voice was laced with uncertainty, and perhaps even a bit of disappointment. "Aw, I was hoping for a more exciting response!" Ritsu chuckled, nuzzling his messy gold hair into my neck. "Is my little Mikoto crazy for me? My, my. I feel loved!"
"Shut up, Ritsu. Don't joke about things like that, you aren't funny." I snapped, looking down to hopefully hide my red face from view.
"Chill, Mikoto. I know that you're madly in love with me, but can you hold off your horniness for a night? I was being genuine... but not in a perverted way, I swear. I'm scared of this whole thing going on, so... I want to be with you for tonight."
Ritsu's face was still buried into me so I couldn't make out his expression. But I did feel like this was genuine. It was my job to take care of little children, and Ritsu was no exception in this case. "I'll allow it once. You had me there." Looking at his fluffy, messy, gold-white hair, I had a weird urge to pat it, mess with it. And I did as so.
"Thanks, Mikoto. People who love each other should stay together."
"Wait, Ritsu, did you just-"
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@light.switch
Romancelight /līt/ noun 1. the natural agent that stimulates sight and makes things visible. switch /swiCH/ noun2. 1. an act of adopting one policy or way of life, or choosing one type of item, in place of another; a change, especially a radical one. light...
