AN: I had this written for another chapter, but it makes more sence that they will have this kind of interaction their first day together in the apartment. So I post this now, as a second part to the cohabitation tag.
After the dinner, Sougo took care of the dishes, while Kagura readied herself for a good night's sleep. She had earned it.
She took a shower, rinsed her pores, and blow-dried her hair. Then she followed up with her regular beauty regime of braiding her hair in two messy pigtails, smearing her face with a thick layer of night cream and replacing her contacts with glasses. She felt refreshed, even if her appearance didn't look it.
Kagura turned off the lights in the bedroom and let out a relieved sigh when wrapped the covers around her. She was truly exhausted from pretending all day. She took comfort in the fact that her first day here was over, and she was a day closer to the prize money.
It was also an added bonus that there were no cameras in the bathroom or the bedroom. The network had fortunately thought it was improper to film them while they slept or used the toilet. This was primetime after all, and everything had to be proper.
She got almost half an hour sleep before all hell broke loose.
"Oi, have some consideration for your cohabitant would you?" Okita said as he nudged her.
"Why are you here?" she groaned, and kicked aimlessly in the air, "I need my beauty sleep".
"I'd say" he answered curtly and nudged her again, a little harder this time. "You're hogging the bed, move to the side."
"Hah, you must be delirious. There's no way you're sleeping here with me."
"Think again princess," Okita said and forcefully moved her so he could fit himself next to her.
Kagura jumped up straight when she could feel Okita's body next to hers. "Hey! What do you think you're doing!?" She switched on the lights, "You can't sleep here with me! Go sleep on the couch!" she demanded.
Okita pulled off his red sleeping mask, and rolled over so he could look at Kagura. "China," he began, but stopped when he got a good look at her face. He pulled his mask back down, and turned back to the other side. "You weren't kidding about the beauty sleep," he mumbled.
"Hey!" Kagura kicked him softly in the leg, "go sleep somewhere else!" She demanded.
Okita rolled back to her side, and pulled the mask off again. He gave her a firm look, straight in the eyes. "I don't wanna, YOU can sleep on the couch"
"No you should, you're the one putting on the prince act and all" Kagura folded her arms and huffed.
"There are no cameras in here, I can act as I want," Okita deadpanned.
"You should treat me like a lady you know!" she demanded.
Okita grabbed her arm, and placed himself on top of her. "You mean like this?" He asked, and lowered his face down to hers.
TOO CLOSE!
"Get off of me!" Kagura squirmed. She could feel her face redden, but suspected the layer of cream would keep this a secret from him.
He rolled off of her, and let out a laugh that he had suppressed. I took a while before he could speak again, "Awh man, like I would want to do anything to a face like that".
Kagura kicked him in the shin again, but in a playful manner. "You're the worst" she said and rolled over so her back faced him. She was really beat, and wanted to go back to sleep. "Just keep your hands to yourself would you? And keep them over the covers, yes!"
"Yeah yeah," he responded lazily and switched the lights off again. "Night," he said.
"Yeah, night".