[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/G47P4wI.gif[/img] [color=slategray][sub][@Fabricant451] and [@Universorum] A [color=922b2b][b]Hail[/b][/color][color=ff69b4][b]ana[/b][/color] post Location: Their bed[/sub][/color][/center][hr][hr] [indent][indent]Hailey sometimes had trouble sleeping. It could stem from any which thing, from the temperature of the room, to something on her mind. In this case, Hailey thought it had something to do with how hot it was under the blankets. Adding another person to her bed was turning out to be a hot decision in more ways than one. Hailey didn’t want Hana to go, absolutely not, but she was getting bored of laying in bed, little sweaty, and a lot lonely. Hana was right there, asleep and cuddled up in Hailey’s arms. But was it the right thing to do to wake her up? Hailey certainly thought so; Hana was hers, which meant if Hailey wanted company, then Hana was certainly meant to oblige. However, Hailey’s father had taught her many things in her lifetime, one of them being that sleep is incredibly important, and should rarely, if ever, be disturbed. To Hailey’s credit, though, it was technically because of her that Hana was sleeping so soundly. Hailey had given Hana the best sleeping medicine in the world: sex. And good sex, Hailey liked to think! This meant that Hailey was well within her rights to shake Hana awake, right? Yes. Hailey moved her body a bit, and put her hand on Hana’s shoulder, [color=922b2b][b]“Hana? Wake up. I can’t sleep, I’m lonely, and I’m bored.”[/b][/color] Hailey said in a soft voice, trying to rouse Hana from her sleep, rather than jolt her awake. Hana wasn’t normally one for dreaming and her sleep normally involved a fair amount of tossing and turning; part of that might have been because of the mattress in her sister’s apartment but Hana wasn’t ready to make that call uninformed. It came as a pleasant surprise, then, to sleep so comfortably and restlessly in Hailey’s bed. It could well have been the sex that preceded it or it could’ve been the fact that she was sleeping next to someone, regardless she was having a pleasant, dreamless sleep. Because when she was sleeping with Hailey Green, what dream could even compare? She didn’t want to wake up until it was morning and even then if it meant extra time cuddling up next to Hailey she would tell the sunrise to come back later, but the light words and lighter touch served to make Hana shift and stir. While she wasn’t dreaming, she couldn’t say she was asleep anymore either even though her eyes were closed. [color=ff69b4][b]”Whatimesit?”[/b][/color] Hana’s words were slurred with sleep as she shifted in place, moving from a curled up cuddled ball to having her legs stretched out as she rolled onto her back. [color=ff69b4][b]”Itslate.”[/b][/color] Hailey watched as Hana unraveled herself, and bit her bottom lip subconsciously. She was in love. She was so, so in love. It was a new feeling for her; she’d felt lust before, and maybe even infatuation, but this was different. As Hana got comfortable, and then spoke in that slurry voice, the ice queen’s heart melted and then shattered into a million pieces. Never before in her entire life had Hailey felt as guilty about something as she did about waking Hana prematurely. Hailey sighed lightly and reached out with a hand, running it through Hana’s sleek black hair, [color=922b2b][b]“I shouldn’t have woken you, I’m sorry. It’s… somewhere between two and three in the morning. Will you ever forgive me?”[/b][/color] She asked, and in the low light from the TV on the wall (playing anime on low volume for Hailey to have [i]something[/i] to entertain her), Hailey’s face could be seen, and it was painted with a sincere look of apology. Daddy was right, as he often was. Waking someone from their rest [i]was[/i] the worst thing you could possibly do to someone. Being woken up was never a pleasant experience no matter how it was done or when it happened; having the blinds opened so the sun bore down or being jolted awake by a loud noise were equally as bad. While she would prefer not to be woken up until the alarm deemed it so, Hana had to admit that there were worse ways to be woken up than by having Hailey gently rock her from the slumber; and she was hard pressed at the moment to think of any better way. Slowly her eyes opened and the hazy, blurry vision was coming into focus. Hailey was glowing in the light of the television but where Hana was concerned it might as well have been the light of the divine. [color=ff69b4][b]”I forgive you.”[/b][/color] Hana’s voice was mildly scratchy but at least she wasn’t slurring. Speaking slowly and softly, sure, but her facilities were still in the process of starting up. [color=ff69b4][b]”Bad dream?”[/b][/color] Hana asked as she shifted in place, rising from laying prone to turning onto her side and propping her head up on her hand. Hana probably looked a total nightmare. Bedhead, puffy cheeks, dim eyes, but two things remained ever a constant: the choker around her neck and the fact that her attention was fully Hailey’s even when in mid-waking. [color=ff69b4][b]”I’m here.”[/b][/color] [color=922b2b][b]“No, no bad dream. I just… wanted you,”[/b][/color] Hailey responded in a still quiet voice, as if she were unsure about talking to Hana this late at night. To other people, Hana may have very well looked like a nightmare, but to Hailey, she was still the girl of her dreams. [color=922b2b][b]“You’re really pretty.”[/b][/color] Seriously, Hailey? It seemed that this experience had shook the ice queen to her core, and she was at a loss for words, which was a landmark moment in her life. Hailey was slowly realizing that she was trapped in a passionate whirlwind with Hana Park, the drug dealing softball player, turned collar wearing cheerleader. Her Vanilla Bean. Hailey was ready to be done with meddling in school politics, if it meant she could instead spend her time with Hana. Hailey wanted to get to know her better, until she knew Hana better than anyone. Hailey shook her head, as if to brush away the uncharacteristic and short compliment from before, [color=922b2b][b]“I got unbearably hot… I think it’s because I’m not yet used to two people in the same bed while sleeping. I woke you because over the past few days, I’ve found that you are far and away the best cure for any problems I face. And now? I’m facing the problem of a lack of sleep, and a lack of entertainment because I’m lying alone in our bed.”[/b][/color] [i]Much[/i] more Hailey like. Even slipped in ‘our’ when referring to her bed, which she knew would make Hana’s heart flutter. Even in the dark of night, Hana went noticeably red in the cheek; in that brief moment she was positively radiant with her smile. All it took was the simple, earnest compliment. Given the situation, with Hana being woken up and surely not exactly in a presentable state, hearing Hailey proclaim how pretty she found Hana was truly genuine. And even if her hair was a mess or whatever bit of morning nightmare she looked like, her smile was surely proof enough that Hailey wasn’t simply blowing smoke. Her smile lingered and ended with a pleasant gasp when Hailey let slip the ‘our’ word. It hadn’t even been a week but already they had [i]things[/i] that they shared. Their bed. Their relationship. Hana could think of many things that she would love to be ‘their’ thing and chief among them was their happiness. [color=ff69b4][b]”Do you want me to sleep on the floor? I didn’t bring a sleeping bag and...our bed is very comfortable.”[/b][/color] Now it was Hana’s turn to use the ‘our’ word and she had to admit: it sounded [i]great[/i]. Hana reached over and put a hand onto Hailey’s shoulder and stroked her fingers down Hailey’s arm in a light massage. [color=ff69b4][b]”Do you need me to sing you a lullaby? Get you a drink? What can I do?”[/b][/color] Hailey eyes fluttered shut as she felt Hana’s hand on her arm. [color=922b2b][b]“Mmmm, like that.”[/b][/color] She murmured, shifting a little in the bed to get herself more comfortable. Then she shook her head, [color=922b2b][b]“No, absolutely not. You stay in the bed.”[/b][/color] Hailey said, leaning forward and kissing Hana on the forehead. Of course she didn’t want Hana to get out of the bed, that would ruin the whole purpose of a sleepover. [color=922b2b][b]“No, you don’t have to do anything of those things either. I just want to talk.”[/b][/color] Hailey explained, again running a hand through Hana’s hair, [color=922b2b][b]“you’re not very good at keeping yourself secret, did you know that? The girl from this morning, Kit or whatever — she totally knows who you are now. When were you going to tell me you’re an internet celebrity? Here I was, thinking you were just a video game hobbyist.”[/b][/color] Talking. Hana wasn’t sure if she should be afraid or not. Whenever someone said to their significant other that they need to talk it was more often than not bad and Hana braced for the worse. Maybe Hailey being unable to sleep had given Hailey time to think and decide that Hana wasn’t girlfriend material or something. Hana desperately wished that wasn’t the case, she wasn’t sure of many things in life but she was sure she wanted to be with Hailey even for one more day. When the topic of conversation presented itself, Hana let out a deep sigh; to Hailey it might have sounded like Hana was sighing in the knowledge that her ‘secret’ was out but it was, in fact, Hana letting out a sigh of relief. Why was she even worried? Hailey had not only just given Hana a kiss to the forehead but had said how pretty Hana was. Her worry was misplaced and misguided, and the feeling of her girlfriend’s hand in her hair was incredibly comforting. No wonder dogs had a habit of seeking out pets. [color=ff69b4][b]”I am just a hobbyist. A hobbyist that...that kinda takes the genre seriously. I thought if you knew about my hobby that you’d think I was weird. I know, it’s...it’s stupid but it’s not really an easy topic to bring up, especially to someone you love.”[/b][/color] The word slipped out without Hana even realizing it, a perk of the rather candid nature of the late night, early morning conversation. Hailey shook her head to dismiss Hana’s concerns of it being stupid or weird, [color=922b2b][b]“actually, it’s the opposite. I think it’s admirable how you’ve built a following all on your own; not many people succeed. Even if you aren’t [i]mega[/i] popular, like some of the superstars out there… it’s still impressive.”[/b][/color] Hailey paused and tipped Hana’s head back, by pulling on her hair, before leaning in to take a kiss. After she broke away, Hailey looked down at Hana. Maybe it was the lowlight from the TV, maybe something was really there, but… It seemed like Hailey’s eyes were sparkling. [color=922b2b][b]“Besides, you’re [i]my[/i] superstar.”[/b][/color] She purred, before releasing her hold on Hana’s hair. [color=922b2b][b]“Here, show me your channel. I want to see how clickbait-y my girlfriend is, so I can judge you harshly.”[/b][/color] Hailey teased, grabbing her tablet from the side of the bed and pausing the anime, navigating to YouTube before she handed it over to Hana. [color=922b2b][b]“And anything else you make… like maybe whatever story you mentioned working on? I saw you writing [i]something[/i], and I didn’t have time to pry.”[/b][/color] Hailey had an uncanny ability to make Hana agreeable and eager. Sometimes it was a perfectly delivered kiss or the choice of words; and sometimes it was both, like in this instance where Hana was practically melting in the bed from the combo of kiss and flattering flirtatious line. Before that, Hana would have been fine never showing Hailey her channel but now? Now it was something she was excited to do, even if it exposed a little bit of the dark side of creating content on the internet. As Hana typed in her channel name, the video titles might not have been all the way clickbaity, but the video stills were victim to the ‘all caps and exclamation mark’ curse. Titles like ‘After 100 Runs FINALLY A Legendary!’ were not that uncommon. The only thing that was missing was Hana’s face pretending to be excited, but her videos were voice over only over the video game footage. The majority of it was MMO content with fully recorded guild runs for posterity. Hana was about to click over to a video when she froze in place, save for the gentle, subtle shaking of her fingers. [color=ff69b4][b]”S...Story? You...you heard me? Oh...Uhm...that’s...that’s not on Youtube, that’s on...on my blog.”[/b][/color] Hana had to exhale before continuing. Like a band-aid. Quick. [color=ff69b4][b]”On my blog I...uhm...I write lemon fiction. Slash mostly but...lemon nonetheless. My most recent story is...is about a poor common girl having a...whirlwind romantic affair with….with a queen. A queen with beautiful jet black hair and perfect lips.”[/b][/color] Was she laying it on thick? Perhaps, but it made Hana smile to recall all the same. [color=922b2b][b]“A queen? Well, I wonder who that could be…”[/b][/color] Hailey teased, booping Hana on the nose with her index finger. [color=922b2b][b]“So in the story… Does the Queen give the girl a necklace? Maybe one with a gem?”[/b][/color] She asked softly, sliding her finger down from Hana’s house, and across her lips. From there, she traced along Hana’s chin. She was barely touching Hana, moving her finger as if it were a feather as she dragged it down on her neck, and to the sapphire heart hanging on the end of Hana’s choker necklace, gently toying with it. [color=922b2b][b]“And then, does she lean forward, like this,”[/b][/color] Hailey leaned to Hana’s ear, breathing intentionally slowly and heavily, bathing Hana’s neck and ear in her hot breath. [color=922b2b][b]“Does she do this, too?”[/b][/color] She spoke in a soft and sensual whisper, as she leaned even closer, kissing the nape of Hana’s neck lightly. [color=922b2b][b]“Before she says…”[/b][/color] She brought herself up ot Hana’s ear again. [color=922b2b][b]“I love you.”[/b][/color] It was almost as if Hailey had read the story, either that or she was just incredibly perceptive. Or maybe Hana was just obvious. It didn’t really matter given that Hana was tingling at even the teasing touch of Hailey’s finger. It was like ice down her spine and the tease was worth every moment. Every motion made Hana practically salivate, made Hana quiver and gasp, her lips unable to press together in favor of letting breaths of air escape from their parted position. Hana’s eyes lowered and her skin was awash in goose flesh. The questions were likely rhetorical but even if they weren’t Hana would have answered yes to all of them. For a writer, though, words weren’t forming in her head as Hailey teased ever closer. The warmth of Hailey’s breath drew a quivering gasp that served as a reminder that Hana was truly, utterly, and deeply Hailey’s. And when Hailey said those three words that Hana never thought she would hear from anyone, she didn’t hesitate. As much as she felt like a deer in headlights, as much as she felt like her heart was about to grow three sizes and beat so hard it popped out of her chest, as much as she would’ve done [i]anything[/i] for Hailey in that moment, she seized the opportunity. Hana stole inwards and kissed Hailey like they hadn’t kissed in years. Hana kissed Hailey with a loving intensity that came with the underlying belief that if Hana let go then Hailey would slip away forever. And yet it was Hana that still broke the kiss, eyes flickering in response. [color=ff69b4][b]”Yes….she does.”[/b][/color][/indent][/indent]