Limits - Yami Sukehiro x OC

Chapter Seven

KIONIS POV

I wake up slowly with my head feeling groggy. Not wanting to open my eyes to see the blinding light coming from the window, I roll to my side to face the wall. My body meets an object that I don't recall being there before. 

Barely opening one eye, I see Yami still asleep next to me flat on his back, completely worn out from the battle yesterday. He quietly snores, and he slowly breathes in and out. In the peaceful moment, I take the opportunity to admire the man next to me.

During our battle in the dungeon yesterday- before I was knocked unconcious- I had the chance to actually see Yami in action. He fought with some serious skill and power. And he almost looked... angry as he was fighting. But now while he's sleeping, he's completely different.

Now he looks relaxed, his intense glare softened as he snored. His eyebrows were no longer furrowed causing lines on his forehead. His body was at ease; his tense, muscular build laid back, his body sunken into the plush bed, sleeping away the stress from the day before. 

Studying his features for a few more minutes, he stirs in his sleep, turning onto his side and facing me. To avoid the possibility of an awkward conversation if he happens to wake up, I close my eyes and sink back into the pillow. 

"What if he wakes up and forgets that he had me put in here and he gets upset that I'm in his room? What if he complains that I take up too much room? What if he gripes about how close he and I are?" A million what if's run through my head, not helping my growing nervousness about the situation at hand. 

I continue to keep my eyes shut, pretending to sleep when I hear his snoring slowly quiet down. 

"Is he awake? Oh god, this is gonna be so awkward." I think to myself and keep my eyes shut while he starts to faintly hum. It's not a tune, it's more like he's concentrating on something. But he hasn't moved yet.

Laying still and keeping my eyes shut, I listen intently as he hums.

I pull the blanket up to my chin, snuggling into it, still pretending to sleep. I hear Yami let out a sigh.

Is he watching me? He's staring at me. I can feel it. Oh gosh.

Barely opening my eyes, I try to see what Yami's doing without him seeing me.

Too late.

"Oh.. Uh good morning Kioni." Yami says somewhat quietly.

Oh god I was not expecting his voice to be so deep and... well, hot. I mean he only said good morning but it just sounded so good.

"Good morning Yami." I respond, speaking at the same volume.

"You feeling any better?" He asks.

"Yeah a little bit. My neck hurts a little bit. Like I missed the pillow all night." I reach up and rub my neck as I talk, avoiding eye contact as well.

"Oh, that might've been partially my fault," Yami says. He shifts his body and props himself up on his elbow, still laying on his side facing me. "Sometimes in my sleep I hold onto things, usually my pillow, and I just keep it close to me. It probably sounds really weird but it's kind of something instinctive you know? I feel like I always need to protect things, or people for that matter." 

"Awe. So what you're saying is, you're secretly a big softie?" I giggle as I ask him. "You act all big and buff on the outside, now don't get me wrong you are big and buff. But on the inside you just really care about everyone and actually have feelings." 

He lets a faint blush appear on his cheeks.

"Yeah. Maybe I am." He laughs and shrugs. "Don't you go around telling the rest of the squad about it though. They'll give me crap about it for the rest of my life."