Um... Hi!
So, this is a new thing I've been working on... Well, I put what it is in the summary, and if you still don't get it, you will. I think.
Anyway, to those who might have noticed, I may soon have some of my old ones floating about here. That's so I can keep track of them easier, and also so I can cut down on the number of "active" stories I have. You'll see them soon! And as for those who have seen the Discord... Yeah.
Anyway, enough of me. Onward, to-
Pace
Her heart never slows or quickens as much as in Luka's presence. Whether it be her worry that she's inadequate, or the occasional irrational aversion to lines, just being with the pinkette... Always calms her. But a simple touch and her heart slips the leash and races.
She lies awake now, side by side on her bed, resting in Luka's embrace, surrounded, enveloped by her. She breathes and the scent of sweat- She still takes irrational joy in being able to do that to Luka, make her shed her shells and just breathe and cry and shout and mo- then the scent of her hits; Rosemary lilac lavender snowberries she knows not what it is, it's just her.
A warm, gentle breath on the back of her neck and she shudders reflexively, her comforter's arms tightening around her in response. Just like that her pulse quickens and she- likes it?- can't help but feel the difference between Luka's slow, languid breathing and her own. She attempts to turn, twists enough to bury her head in the pinkette's chest, lets her love's heart guide her own-
"Miku."
"Y-yes?"
"Sleep. Recording tomorrow." Luka yawns, leans and presses a peck to her forehead before resting her head against the overabundant teal hair.
Like before, she isn't alone in the dark. She inhales, breathing Luka's scent and letting it linger in her mind, feels her heartbeat once again pulsing in unison with hers. And then she leaves the night and her demons behind, her heart calmed.
Bump.
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