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--- it was like he appeared out of nowhere , it was almost frightening. tilting his umbrella over the head of the tiny adolescent. “ just because catching a cold has no actual correlation with rain doesn’t mean you should go out without an umbrella. ” he said , now getting rained on himself due to the sacrifice of the other. “ like , tell me something that’s fuckin’ worse than wet socks. gross right ? ”
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Moonlight, Daylight
Emina stared into Caetuna’s half-lidded eyes with hazy vision, being pulled closer and closer to sleep with each tiny stroke of soft fingers against the back of her neck. “Tired?” she asked. It was really the dumbest question she could've let exit her mouth, but nothing else came to mind. Everything was foggy, but it still felt so amazing. “Of course,” Caetuna murmured. “You are as well.” “Mhmm,” Emina hummed. She was completely and utterly exhausted. Her body was all but paralyzed, ready for sweet, sweet sleep. The only thing more appealing than the realm of dreams right now was the sight before her: Caetuna, eyes shining, hair messy, pale skin glimmering in the moonlight, just as tired as she was.
“Sleep.” The request reached Emina’s ears, and as if she’d been affected by a spell, her eyes fell shut. A smile came to Caetuna’s face as Emina rapidly dozed off. “I love you.” The words were nearly silent, but they needn’t be heard. Utterly content, Caetuna joined her girlfriend in sweet slumber.
Caetuna awoke with her legs entwined with Emina’s, holding her close and feeling soothed by the slow, rhythmic heartbeat of the still sleeping woman. Or, in other words, how she usually awoke. After a few moments of being completely still, she placed a lazy kiss on the nearest area of skin – in this case, the side of Emina’s neck. The fingers of her right hand brushed against Emina’s hip, drawing small circles as she whispered, “Emina.” A kiss on the collarbone stirred Emina from her sleep. The brunette sleepily traced her hand from the small of Caetuna’s back up to her left shoulder blade. “Hmm, morning already?” She yawned and then opened her eyes.
“Actually,” Caetuna said. “Judging by the angle of the sunlight filtering through the windows, I would wager that it is early afternoon.” Emina glanced down at the drowsy eyes that never failed to twinkle when they met hers. “Sometimes I swear you’re too smart for your own good.” Caetuna chuckled at the words, snuggling closer. “So, I guess we’ll take our walk later than usual,” Emina said. Caetuna purred in comfort. “Yes. As well as a picnic, perhaps?” Emina contemplated the idea for only a split second before giving the slightest of nods. “Sounds great. But one thing: Let’s try to get out of bed within the hour. Or else I’ll be starving by the time we get to eat.” “One half hour more of embracing?” Caetuna proposed. Emina snickered. “Deal.”
