Sweet Dreams are made of these
Chaps, this is the first chapter of my new Story "It was only just a dream" which you already knew since you can read… Yeah… So, umm, sit back, relax and enjoy.
Disclaimer for all the lawyers and stuff like that out there:
I don't own Maid-Sama or Misaki or Takumi or whoever I am bringing into this story. I own just my own content!
Our favourite raven haired girl, codename Misaki Ayuzawa was walking upstairs. It was late at night, she was sleepy as fuck and just wanted to crawl into her skin, sorry, her bed and sleep like a stone.
She changed her clothes, got rid of that black bra she was wearing under her shirt and the matching black panties. She puts her grey, way to large Shirt and her black, also way to large pants on in which she usually sleeps.
As she was laying down, she had to think of her secret crush: Takumi Usui. She imagined how it would feel like, if he was lying beside her, spooning her. She was so comfy in her bed and was about to drift slowly off to dreamland, as she was send back to reallife by a noise.
Her doorbell was ringin.
*riiiiing*
'Wait, what?' She thought to herself.
*riiiiing*
'Who on earth rings my doorbell at 10pm?'
She stumbled out of bed and kind of rushed downstairs. She pulled the door with such a force open, some think the door was vaporised.
"WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE; KNOcking on my .ooooooooooo..rr."
If you want to know the facial expression of Misaki the moment she recognises the person standing in front of her:
O.O - That's it. That's the exact expression
"Tak. Tak. Takumi! What… What… WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
The blond haired guy, covered in a dark green hoodie, grey pants and red Sneakers, chuckles as he sees right through her angry-face facade. He decides to play along with her.
"Woah woah, Misaki, calm down. Its not like I am a stranger to you-"
"Alien"
"What?"
"You got that, alien!"
"Anyhows, I wouldn't have ringed your doorbell if I didn't want anything from you. So, here is the problem: As you might know, I live on literally on the other side of the city, there are no busses travelling anymore and I need a place to sleep over. Would you be alright if I sleep at your place so I don't have to make the sidewalk comfy?"
"Ummm, sure, come in, but I have neither a couch nor a guest room…"
"How bad" He chuckles suggestively.
"Ahh, shut up you pervert" She groans as she pushes him inside, directing him upstairs into her sleeping room.
"Well, if you have a blanket, the floor will do it."
"No, no… Ok, I will say this only once and for all, and don't think I am one of those girls, but as long as you keep your hands at yourself, you can sleep in my bed with me."
"Thank you Misaki, I owe you one" He chuckles.
Later that evening
Misaki and Takumi were lying in bed, Misaki facing the room and Takumi right behind her. She could feel the warmth of him, she could smell that smelly smell of him, his own personal top notch scent and she could feel his breath in her neck.
"Erm, Takumi? Are you awake?" She asks quietly, hoping he wouldn't answer immediately after the sentence left her lips.
"No." He answers plainly.
"Oh, ok then, wait what, ahh, idiot. Anyways, may I ask you something?"
"Of course you can. Did you changed your mind about-"
"No, well, yes, but not really, so kind of."
'Ok, you can do this, just ask, the worst thing that could happen is he saying no.'
"Canyouhugmeplease?" Her face turned so red, she felt like it would melt right of.
He didn't answer.
He still didn't answer.
He still hasn't answered her question after three seconds.
'Shit, I fucked up'
Misaki was surprised as she felt her side getting a little bit lifted up as one of his arms makes his way beneath her. The other arm was going around her waist from above. She felt her heart skip a beat and her breathing intensifies as he pulled her tighter to him.
"Of course I can" He said, stepping up the game by giving her a small kiss on her neck.
"Good night, you alien" She chuckles. She was so comfy in his arms, his body warming her to the fullest, his scent driving her senses insane, his breath now tingling her a little bit at her neck.
She felt herself drifting off to dreamland, falling asleep in his arms. She didn't wanted to end this sensation, she wanted to enjoy the fullest of the moment. But suddenly, she was disturbed by a strange noise.
Her doorbell was ringin.
So, chaps, that's it, that's the first chapter of my new fluffy story "Sweet Dreams are made of these". Stay tuned for chapter two and have a nice day!