The sound of the alarm went off, and Tsunoda blinked in the morning rays of sun peeking through the blinds. At her side, Komiya groaned, snuggling close to her and murmuring something.
Tsunoda giggled. He looked so cute when he was sleeping.
Carefully, she stretched out and reached the snooze button, and feeling her warmth shift from his tight hold, he shivered and groaned, burying his head under the pillow like a stubborn child.
The gazelle watched him for a few moments, before giving him a squeeze. "Hey," she said softly. "We have that big presentation today. Better get up or we'll be late."
Komiya lifted his head tiredly. "Presentation...." he echoed in a sleepy voice.
Tsunoda smiled and leaned in to give him a gentle kiss. "Or..."
Komiya read her mind precisely. "...or we could just sleep in. Play hooky for the day."
The two of them both grinned. Then laughing, they pulled one another close under the sheets and the snuggled.
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Mornings
Short StoryTsunoda and Komiya have a hard time getting up in the morning. Art by me (Bakaerri).