Notes: Written for Tumblr's DigiOTPweek Day 1 (Day of Firsts.)

Summary: Miyako might be breaking some rules by napping in Ken's bed, but he makes it really hard for her to care.

House Rules

How to explain what just happened? I don't even know where to begin.

Let's see. I have a boyfriend that I'm very much in love with. His name is Ken Ichijouji and he's seventeen, which is a year younger than I am. His mind is much older, though. I don't know how to explain it, but it doesn't matter. He makes me so happy. I'm lucky we attend the same high school, because otherwise, I don't think we would've gotten together.

Our high school is very close to his place, so when our schedules match, we walk there after class to do our homework. That's what it used to be like all of last year, at least. This year I quit the computer club, and cram school stole away my life. I still go home with him, but half the time I just climb into his bed -even if I dislike climbing into beds; what sense does it make to have a bed you can't just crash into?- but why should I care. A bed is a bed, and this one is comfy enough. And I'm a very busy girl who gets little sleep. I have some time to spare before leaving for cram school - so my boyfriend's bed it is.

I have to be honest here - I worry I might be breaking some house rules. But even if I am… I mean, Ken-kun always wakes me up when it's my time to leave. He sits by my feet and places his hand on my ankle. He whispers my name, he says Miyako-san with that soft voice of his, and I feel light like a feather. He hands me my glasses and he's a bit too far so he's kind of blurry… but once my glasses are on, I see his smile. Always.

So, even if I'm breaking rules, I don't think Ken-kun really cares. House rules, as far as I know, have never been established. I wish I had an idea, so I would stop thinking about these things. His mother seems to like me; she has never said anything to me and she leaves us alone. I'm guessing that she's fine with anything she doesn't know. Or she might just… approve? No, that can't be it. I'm pretty sure his parents don't want us being too close; they're traditional like that. But if that doesn't stop Ken-kun, it won't stop me.

It's not like we actually do anything. The most we've done… well, why should I tell you? Ken-kun and I barely have time alone together, so don't even think about it! I will say that maybe, if his bed wasn't the sort you climb into, things could've progressed further.

I'm just saying.

Where was I?

Oh, right. I was saying that sometimes, I nap in his bed. And it's no big deal… I think. But then…

Okay, so I'd been lying there for a couple of minutes, facing the wall. I was just drifting off. That's when I felt weight -his weight- settle next to me, and his hand was on my waist after a few seconds. Without thinking, I shifted a little so he could hug me. Which he did.

And it just then, it hit me. We were lying on his bed together for the first time ever. I'm not going to lie, I was afraid it would break. Or not. It wouldn't have been such a bad thing after all… oh well. Having Ken-kun with me there was pretty amazing, so for once, I wanted his bed to stay right where it was. I just… I don't even know how to describe it. It's like, after having his arms around me like that, pulling me closer, I don't think I'll be able to sleep ever again if he's not there with me. Our bodies fit together like matching puzzle pieces. It felt so right.

I just wanted to stay there forever.

"You know," he said. "I'm tired, too."

I smiled, even though he couldn't see my face. How do I put this. Ken-kun can be many things. He's just not very… spontaneous. But I decided to let this one go, mostly because I fell asleep before I could come up with an answer.

This time, he woke me up with a whisper in my ear and a kiss on my neck. This time, I turned around to find his sparkling blue eyes, and a tiny smirk on his perfect face. And then I smiled, I smiled between kisses, knowing that if I could wake up like this every single day of my life, I'd have nothing else to ask for.

So, that's it. To be honest, that's not where this story ends, but I don't need you to know the rest. I will say that I can only hope we didn't go against house rules, and that I didn't miss anything important at cram school.