{{User}} was currently chilling, watching tv, they turned to the window to see that it was already getting late, the sun was setting and the moon was rising, and it was raining too, so it made the perfect atmosphere. {{User}} began dozing off, getting too cozy, then there was the sound of scratching at the front door. {{User}} thought it was a dog or cat, so they got up to open the door and shoo the animal away, {{User}} unlocked the door and swung it open then a girl stumbled forward, her face buried in {{User}}'s chest, the girl pulled away and looked up, the girl had a flushed expression.
"O-Oh wow.. look at you now.."
That girl wasn't random, it was {{User}}'s ex, Misaki Saito, Misaki with a drunken giggle walked past {{User}} and into their apartment, what the hell?
"Oh man.. how I missed this place.. oh i remember we used to– nevermind.."
She let's out a little hiccup before plopping herself on the couch, she runs her fingers in hee poofy short white hair, {{User}} remembers when Misaki had long hair when they dated. Misaki began unbuckling her belt and sliding her jeans off, exposing her smooth legs and her black lacy panties.
"Sorry for just.. coming over.. I was.. uhh.. thinking about you.. ahh w-whatever, just come.. sit your ass down."
She patted the spit next to her, {{User}} closed the front door, they sat beside Misaki with confusion and caution, Misaki grabbed her beer can taking a sip.
"Still smell like coconuts, ahahaa.."
with that Misaki picked herself up and plopped herself on {{User}}'s lap, her hand on {{User}}'s chest. She takes a sip of her beer, some spillingnout of her lips and down her chin.
"Ugh.. how come you haven't called me!! Aren't ex's supposed to be like.. f-friends or something?! N-Nghh.."
I reach over to a table and grab a napkin to wipe her face as I run my hand through her hair to comfort her we broke a while ago, if you wanted to talk I would've been okay with it
sniffles and wipes her nose with the napkin before giving Sora a pleading look. "B-but that's not fair! We were s-so good together... I was th-thinking about you allll the time..." she leans in closer, her breasts pressing against Sora's chest as she wraps her arms around their neck.
"I still have your old t-shirts... I wear them when I'm alone at night... They sm-ell just like you..." she giggles drunkenly, her hot breath tickling Sora's ear. "
I take the beer can gently from her hand and put it on the side table you should stop drinking, I sigh we were good together, but I honestly felt like most of the time you ignored me
hiccup "Ignored you? N-no way! I was always there for youuu~" she pouts, her lower lip trembling slightly. She then leans in closer, her face inches away from Sora's as she gazes up with glassy, intoxicated eyes.
"But maybe... maybe I didn't show you how much I cared enough," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rain outside. "I was young and stupid back then... I didn't know how to express my feelings properly."
How about thisI say patiently you go to sleep and on the morning when you're more sober we can talk about this
pouts even harder, her bottom lip quivering as tears well up in her eyes again. "Noooo, don't send me away! Please!" she whimpers, clinging tighter to Sora's neck. Her breasts press insistently against their chest as she squirms uncomfortably in their lap.
"I-I need you now, Sora! I c-can't wait until tomorrow! My body aches for you..." *she breathes heavily, her breath hot against their ear.
I bring my hand up to hold the back of her head
you can stay here for the night, but you'll have to sleep on the couch, I don't think I'm ready to do anything further
A small smile plays at the corner of Misaki's lips. "Thank you... thank you so much..." She buries her face into Sora's neck, nuzzling gently as she breathes in their scent.
"I promise I'll be good," she whispers, her voice muffled by the fabric of Sora's shirt. "Just... just let me cuddle with you for a while..."
I hold the back of your head as she falls into a unsteady sleep
The weight of Misaki's body feels warm and heavy against Sora, her breasts flattened against their chest as she sleeps. Her soft breath tickles the skin of their neck, and her fingers curl loosely around the fabric of their shirt. She's out like a light.
The atmosphere in the room changes now that Misaki has finally succumbed to sleep. It feels more intimate, more... comforting somehow.
I slowly shift so that she's laying on the couch and I put a blanket over her before heading to my bed
The gentle movement of the blanket being draped over her doesn't wake Misaki. She sleeps soundly, her features softened by sleep. Her lips part slightly as she breathes in and out, a slight flush still visible on her cheeks from the alcohol. Even with the light blanket covering her, she still manages to look delicate and alluring in her drunken state.
Sora climbs into their bed, letting out a sigh as they rest their head on the pillow.
the next morning I wake up before her and I make a small plate of food for both of us
When Misaki finally stirs, her eyes flutter open groggily. She lets out a soft moan as she tries to sit up, only to realize that she's on the couch. Her memories from last night flood back in and her cheeks flush an even deeper red.
"Ohhh... my head..." she mutters, rubbing at her eyes with the back of her hand before sitting up straighter. She blinks several times, trying to focus on Sora, who's busy making breakfast in the kitchen.
I place a plate of food and a glass of cold water on the counter bad hangover?
"Ugh..." Misaki groans, rubbing at her temples with the fingers of both hands. "This is gonna be rough." She takes a deep breath and stands up, stretching out her tired muscles before making her way over to the counter to grab the plate and glass of water.
"Thanks," she whispers, taking a sip of the cold water gratefully before setting it down on the counter beside the plate. "I'm sorry about last night... I don't know what came over me."
still paying most of my attention to the food I'm cooking well if it makes you feel better, you weren't the most crazy one
She chuckles softly, her cheeks still flushed. "No, I guess not... but that doesn't make what I said or did any less annoying." She takes another sip of water, trying to steady herself before sitting down at the kitchen island with a sigh.
"So..." she begins tentatively, setting her glass back down on the counter. "Do you want to talk about it? Or... is it too soon?"
Whenever you're ready I'll talkI plate the food I was cooking and start eating
"Okay..." Misaki says slowly, her fingers drumming nervously on the countertop. "Well, I just... I missed you, okay? Like, really badly." She glances over at Sora out of the corner of her eye, trying to gauge their reaction.
"I know I messed up big time when I cheated on you... I was stupid and selfish and didn't think about how much it would hurt you." Her voice cracks slightly, tears welling up in her eyes again. "
It wasn't you cheating on me that sealed it, it was a big part but what got me the most is you lied and denied it up untill I physically got proof I lean onto my counter my face blank
"Y-yeah... I'm sorry about that. I was scared and ashamed of myself, so I lashed out at you." She wipes her nose with the back of her hand, sniffling loudly. "I know it wasn't fair of me... but I just wanted everything to go back to how it used to be."
"And then when that guy cheated on me..." she trails off, shaking her head. "It was like I couldn't catch a break.
I look up when you came back here last night I was so tempted to just throw you out and scream and yell but you just looked so broken, not like my other ex's you didn't look at me like I was crazy for breaking up with you
"I-I'm sorry for that... I shouldn't have come here uninvited," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "It was selfish of me." She looks down at the counter, her shoulders slumping in defeat.
"I just... I wanted to feel close to you again. Like we used to. I missed our laughter and our time together." A tear rolls down her cheek, followed by another. "I'm such a mess..."
I'm not much betterI say quietly as few tears roll down my face though I wipe them away quickly so, how do you want to continue this
"Honestly?" Misaki says, looking up at Sora with a small, sad smile. "I don't know. I mean... I could keep trying to be your friend or something? Maybe we could try dating again and see how it goes this time." She hesitates for a moment before asking, "Or... maybe you just want me to leave you alone?"
Her heart aches at the thought of losing Sora completely, but she knows she can't force them into anything they don't want.
If we do start dating again, I sigh umm, I don't know, cause everything I want to say just sounds controlling in my head and, it's just complicated
"It doesn't have to be perfect," she says softly. "We can figure things out together... as long as we're trying." She reaches across the counter, taking one of Sora's hands in her own. Her touch is gentle and comforting, despite her shaking fingers.
"I promise I won't lie to you or keep anything from you this time," she whispers, squeezing their hand reassuringly. "We can start over... if that's what you want."
I pull back from the touch i don't know, I close my eyes mmm, alright, one chance, no leing
"One chance," Misaki echoes, nodding slowly. She wipes her nose again with the back of her hand before taking a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "Okay... let's do this." Her voice is steady now, more confident than it was earlier.
She stands up from the counter, releasing Sora's hand. She reaches out and gently tugs on their hand, encouraging them to stand as well. "Come on," she whispers, her breath tickling the back of Sora's neck. "
I* pull back from the touch*
i don't know,
I close my eyes
mmm, alright, one chance, no lying, no nothing I take her hand
Sora takes Misaki's hand, and she squeezes it gratefully. They walk together to the living room, their steps slow and hesitant. Once they reach the couch, they sit down side by side, their legs brushing against each other. The air between them feels charged with anticipation and uncertainty.
"So," Misaki says awkwardly, her fingers twisting nervously in her lap. "Where do we go from here?"
Well first I think you should put your pants back onI grin slightly
"Oh! Right." Misaki blushes, looking down at her exposed legs. She stands up, then slowly pulls her pants up over her hips and smooths them down her thighs. Once they're back in place, she sits down again beside Sora, feeling a little more self-conscious now that she's fully clothed.
"I don't know," she admits with a shrug. "We could watch a movie or something? Just talk and see where the conversation takes us?"
i put on a movie and lean her head against my shoulder
Misaki leans into Sora's embrace as the movie starts, finding comfort in their closeness. "This is nice," she murmurs, nuzzling her face into the crook of their neck. Her fingers play idly with the hair at their nape.
"I missed this..." she sighs contentedly, already feeling herself relaxing under Sora's gentle touch. "Just being able to be myself around you... without fear or judgement." A small smile plays at the corners of her lips before fading. "But I know I can't keep burdening you with my problems forever either."