Fuyuki found herself standing before Bishop's room. His grandmother had kindly given her permission to wake up her junior. Actually, it was also something she was looking forward to doing. The simple gesture of waking someone up, greet them a wonderful morning and then having breakfast with them. It has been a while since she did such morning rituals. Her family is quite the busy bunch so, they rarely see each other personally. They do talk or send messages through phones but that is all the communication she has with them nowadays. That is probably why she was staring at his door for a rather ridiculous long time. Her eyes appeared to be glazed over by the memory about doing this exact same thing before.
The exposed skin, the trail of sweat, hands roaming all around, and the eyes hazed with lust locked on Fuyuki. She was an unwanted guest that much she could tell. "Breakfast is ready!" Despite that, she kept her composure. After all, she can't let all of her training as the unperturbed young lady of the Hakuryu go all to waste. Well, this was also very much just about her own sense of sanity.
Fuyuki remembered that she still had her smile on as she exited the room with a skip in her step as if what she saw was nothing out of the norm. In fact, it was indeed normal. In the end, her house is quite stained. They just know how to make it appear beautiful though. It is their specialty.
The hand pressed against the door trembled a little bit. Fuyuki released a sigh as she returned to her current reality. "What would I get to see this time...?" Those words escaped her lips like a forgotten sigh as she forgoes with the knocking and opened the door. "Hello... B-kun?" She announced her intrusion as she saw her junior sprawled like a cloth hanging messily on a clothesline. The very sight did not fail to make her smile. It even made her giggle ever so lightly as she covered the sound with her hand. She did not want to wake him up prematurely. Instead, she quietly approached him and wondered if she should take pictures to commemorate this moment. Then again, she thought of something else.
"B-kun..." Fuyuki reached out her hand as she gently traced Bishop's face as if it was some marble statue. Although, this one statue has a funny expression and even drool coming from the corner of his mouth. There was nothing elegant about it but she liked it still. She would playfully tap on his nose and his mouth while he continued to sleep as if there was nothing wrong in the world.
"You are really unlucky to have me, B-kun." Fuyuki whispered helplessly. "But... please, let me be a bit more selfish, just a bit more." After saying that, she pinched Bishop's nose in order to stop his breathing. "Wake up sleepy head... Your scramble is waiting." She continued laying beside him. "Bishop..." She moved her face closer to his as she stopped pinching his nose. It would be bad to suffocate him. "Should I kiss you?"
The exposed skin, the trail of sweat, hands roaming all around, and the eyes hazed with lust locked on Fuyuki. She was an unwanted guest that much she could tell. "Breakfast is ready!" Despite that, she kept her composure. After all, she can't let all of her training as the unperturbed young lady of the Hakuryu go all to waste. Well, this was also very much just about her own sense of sanity.
Fuyuki remembered that she still had her smile on as she exited the room with a skip in her step as if what she saw was nothing out of the norm. In fact, it was indeed normal. In the end, her house is quite stained. They just know how to make it appear beautiful though. It is their specialty.
The hand pressed against the door trembled a little bit. Fuyuki released a sigh as she returned to her current reality. "What would I get to see this time...?" Those words escaped her lips like a forgotten sigh as she forgoes with the knocking and opened the door. "Hello... B-kun?" She announced her intrusion as she saw her junior sprawled like a cloth hanging messily on a clothesline. The very sight did not fail to make her smile. It even made her giggle ever so lightly as she covered the sound with her hand. She did not want to wake him up prematurely. Instead, she quietly approached him and wondered if she should take pictures to commemorate this moment. Then again, she thought of something else.
"B-kun..." Fuyuki reached out her hand as she gently traced Bishop's face as if it was some marble statue. Although, this one statue has a funny expression and even drool coming from the corner of his mouth. There was nothing elegant about it but she liked it still. She would playfully tap on his nose and his mouth while he continued to sleep as if there was nothing wrong in the world.
"You are really unlucky to have me, B-kun." Fuyuki whispered helplessly. "But... please, let me be a bit more selfish, just a bit more." After saying that, she pinched Bishop's nose in order to stop his breathing. "Wake up sleepy head... Your scramble is waiting." She continued laying beside him. "Bishop..." She moved her face closer to his as she stopped pinching his nose. It would be bad to suffocate him. "Should I kiss you?"