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"Is this really the path you want to take, Margo?"
"Yes. No turning back now."
~Margo Kimika is a girl with a complicated past, and an even more complicated present. She simply wants to li...
I jolted awake at the sound of my burner phone going off, quickly feeling my hand around on the side table to shut it silent.
I sighed in relief upon clicking the ignore button, rubbing my groggy eyes open.
What the hell happened last night?
My thoughts were interrupted, as I felt the arms that were holding my waist, pull me closer to their warmth.
Eijirou.
That's right, Eijirou and I finally had sex last night....and I was not disappointed.
But it wasn't just about the sex. Eijirou and I had a few firsts last night. We finally said I love you....I finally told him my past.
There were no more barriers between us anymore, and it felt amazing.
I smiled softly, upon feeling him nuzzle his head into my neck, feeling his steady breaths fan me.
He was still sleeping.
I snuggled my back closer into his chest, feeling him hum in sleepy delight.
His warmth consumed me, as I felt myself slowly beginning to drift back to peaceful sleep—
RING! RING!
Eijirou and I let out a simultaneous groan of annoyance, upon hearing my phone go off again.
"Silent. Put....it on....silent." He mumbled tiredly against my neck.
I grabbed my phone off the side table now, about to put it on silent....when I saw the caller id.
"Shit." I sighed, tossing my phone on the bed.
Even though I should have answered it, I really didn't want too.
"Hmm?" Eijirou uttered sleepily, still planning on going back to sleep.
"It's Aizawa who's been calling me. I have 34 missed calls from him and Sir Nighteye, along with countless texts." I said blankly, rolling over in Eijirou's arms to face him.
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He still had his eyes closed, with his messy red hair completely in his face.
"He...can wait." He whispered, nuzzling his face into my chest now as he tried going back to sleep.
I chuckled softly, running my hands through his hair.
"He clearly can't wait anymore, if he called me 34 times. Come on, I gotta get up." I urged gently, not wanting to leave this bed.
Eijirou didn't respond, causing me to lightly roll my eyes, as I tried moving away from him.
He simply tightened his grip on me, stopping me from going anywhere.
