Title: Waking up
Words: 120
A/N: Short drabble because I suddenly had some inspiration and I adore unconventional pairings.
Nadeshiko didn't feel like doing anything; it was morning after all.
Was that really the only reason? Of course not.
She could feel a warmth stirring next to her; an arm slapping her across the face as it moved involuntarily and a soft moan coming out of a mouth.
She knew who it was - why wouldn't she? And it was precisely her choice to keep still because of the figure daintily lying beside her.
Maybe it was a tat sick; her reasoning that is. But why would she care now, in the fleeting morning that binds them together for only a bit?
Right, she doesn't.
She has enough time to worry about such things later. For now, she merely enjoys.