"Just sleep in his bed again." he suggested, a goofy smile on his lips.
Elise emits a noise that could only be described as a high pitched squeak at Pheonix's suggestion, and Kannon wanted to die a little bit inside because it was so cute and he cannot be thinking thoughts like these if he's going to share a bed with her- for the next eight hours.
He manages to contain his overwhelming feelings with a muted whimper as he watches Elise.
"I am a girl." hisses Elise.
"I know, that's why I'm suggesting it. Do you know how good you guys look together-"
"Well, I think it's great don't you think so, shouldn't we brush our teeth?"
Elise startles at Kannon's sudden speaking, but it's the only way he can keep her from hearing the terrible, mortifying things Pheonix could be saying next. "Uh, sure" she says, he throws pajamas at her and tells her to go change first. She sighs as she closes the door. This is not what she planned. She changes into her pajamas, a shirt that is a bit big for her, and a loose pair of shorts, and thinks about how differently the day could have gone. Ideally, she'd never had met that man again and could have ruined Love for Pheonix once and for all.
There is this fact that she's pretty sure Kannon does feel the same way about her that she feels about him, but she doesn't like ruining things. Confessing on the street is not really a good place. At least, it's not the way she dreamed about confessing her feelings.
And anyway, even if he does want to kiss her again like she wants to kiss him, then it shouldn't be somewhere like a small bedroom with books all around. Elise daydreams about the perfect moment to confess, when suddenly she is brought crashing down to earth as thoughts of the worst possible thing come to mind: morning wood, what if he had that too?
That's the most terrifying thought that has ever entered her mind, and what makes it even worse is it could actually happen. Actually it's not even horrifying. It's mortifying, and she wants to die at the very thought of losing her virginity to a small mistake like that.
Kannon could be embarrassed and will never speak with her again if it happens.
Their Friendship will be History. Their Love will be History.
And it hadn't even really started, all that'd remain would be broken dreams.
She needs to prevent this from ever happening.
She comes out of the Bathroom and walks towards Kannon. He nods silently and walks into the Bathroom, clutching his toothbrush so tightly he's afraid it might break. He puts the toothpaste on the brush and starts brushing, moving slowly and methodically, trying to stay calm. He has no idea what Elise is thinking right now, or what he's going to say when he goes back out.
A few moments later, he hears her tapping on the door.
He opens the door while he's still brushing, and nods as he forces himself to meet her gaze. He doesn't have to make this as awkward as it feels. He can do this. He tries focusing on something else,and once again, he notices her cute face.
He wants to compliment her, but he wonders if that'd be weird. Then again, maybe it isn't. Maybe he's confusing everything right now. Then the mental image of her in lingerie comes to his mind, and he chokes on his toothpaste. "Are you okay?" Elise asks, worried.
He doesn't know how to tell her what the real problem was without making things even more embarrassing for both of them, so he just nods.
Elise stares at him, skeptical, while he washes out the toothpaste and splashes cold water on his face. "I know you're hiding something." she announces, "Spit it out."
Normally he loves it when she is more direct, but right now wasn't one of those times.
"It's nothing, I promise." he says, even though he sounds unconvincing to his own ears.
"I am not losing my actual Virginty tonight, okay?"
Kannon chokes on his own spit. He didn't think she'd be this direct all of a sudden.
"You're right, that can't happen. I'll sleep on the floor."
He's lying though his teeth, he'd never sleep on the floor. Right now, he's more aware of everything about Elise than he has ever been in his entire life, and it's killing him a little bit inside. He has no idea how he's going to stay in control if she's going to be sleeping next to him again, especially after everything that happened today. He can't do this.
They go upstairs. "Um... let's just sleep. Ready?"
Kannon gulps.'Ready' isn't exactly what he's feeling right now,but he has no place to move but forward, so he gingerly sits on the bed. The mattres squeaks loudly as he settles in and Elise makes a face. "Sorry." exclaims Kannon.
Elise laughs, "It's the sound, it's horrible."
Kannon turns off the light as soon as Elise is in the bed.
They had build a small Pillow fort between them to make it easier.
Kannon tries to get comfortable in the tiny bed, but his legs are cramped and far too long, and the pillows are so thin that he can still feel every curve of Elise's body through the fabric. From the tense way she's holding herself, it's clear that she feels the same way. Even though it's the middle of spring, the air conditioner is on full blast, and within a few minutes, Elise's shivering underneath the duvet. Kannon frowns and moves closer to the pillow fence, hoping that he can radiate some body heat through the fabric.
Elise stiffens as she feels him shifting closer, and Kannon shrinks back again.
"I—I'm so sorry!" he stammers. Elise starts shaking, and Kannon sits bolt upright, terrified.
Is she crying? Did he make her cry? She's not crying. She's…she's giggling.
Kannon stares at her back before sliding back and lying down again.
"What's so funny?" he says, utterly confused.
"Kannon, relax." she says, her voice calm like a summer breeze. "Go to sleep."
He tries to settle down and scoots back up to the side of the pillow fence, and he feels her back snuggling against the pillows, humming contentedly.
"Thanks for being so warm, Kannon," she murmurs.
Fifteen minutes later, Kannon is still wide awake and staring at the ceiling, though he can tell from Elise's steady breathing that he's the only one. Or so he thinks.
"Kannon, go to sleep..." comes a sleepy murmur from the other side of the fence as Kannon shifts around, restless, his mind racing with thoughts of everything that's happened over the past few hours. Elise is dreaming of wild and pretty things.
Of falling down and rolling through fields of lavender and running her fingers through his hair before diving in for a kiss, of the feeling of his hands pressed against the small of her back, his fingers resting gently on her skin. As their lips touch again and again, a bolt of lightning strikes and a thunderclap echoes across the sky—
And she wakes up. There really is a thunderstorm outside, and the windows are rattling. The rain pouring down like thick ropes beating against the windows as the wind howls.
Kannon is sleeping restlessly; he seems disturbed by the noises outside and whatever he dreams about. Whatever it is, they clearly aren't pleasant, and Elise watches, perturbed, as he squeezes his arms around one of the Pillows, knuckles clenched tight. Kannon has told Elise about the growing pain he's been feeling at night, but hearing about it and seeing it are two entirely different things. She wishes there was something she could do to help him, but he's not awake and she's not sure if it would be a good idea to wake him up. Her brows furrow together in concern. She can't see him tossing and turning like this and not do anything.
She reaches her arm over the remaining pillows and softly taps his shoulder.
"Kannon? Kannon, wake up."
Kannon murmurs something unintelligible and curls into a tighter ball, still shivering as a loud series of thunderclasps rock through the room. She's not getting through.
Elise shifts closer and leans closer to his face.
"Come on, Kannon, get up. You're having a bed dream."
She tosses the remaining pillow separating them onto the ground and tugs the pillow Kannon is clutching away from him. Elise Marinette moves into the empty space on top of his chest. She gently shifts him onto his back and holds back a gasp as his arms fall onto her back, his fingers resting on her spine.
It's the middle of the night and she's slowly falling asleep, so she barely registers the fact that Kannon's arms have found their way around her in a tight embrace.
Half awake, Elise instinctively snuggles into his chest, her head nestled in the crook of his neck, comforted by his warm and steady breathing.
And as Kannon turns to rest his head against hers, she swears she can feel his lips pressing against her hair and curving up into a smile.
Kannon is not a morning person.
He wasn't always like this. When he was an enthusiastic young child and his mother was there to wake him up in the morning with a kiss on the forehead and a stroke of his hair, he was happy to greet the day. Needless to say, Kannon has stopped looking forward to waking up.
But today, for the first time in a long time, he feels comfortable again.
He's in the middle of a sweet early morning dream, and in no hurry to wake up.
It's a beautiful dream, one where he's lying on the grass in the sunshine, with Elise cuddling next to him, her hair fanning across her bare shoulders and tickling Adrien's arms as the breeze blows the stray locks onto his skin.
And then Kannon opens his eyes, and he realizes slowly, and then all at once, that this is no dream. She is sleeping on top of him, breathing peacefully, her head tucked into the crook of his neck and her hands curled into little fists resting against his chest.
Elise looks up to meet Kannon's gaze in a panic, before her eyes widen and she looks back down at her legs, which are lying in between his legs, next to an unmistakable bulge in his pants. Elise's stomach drops into hell as she looks down and realizes that it's happened. The very thing she was dreading would happen has happened. Kannon has a case of morning wood, and it's pressing up through the thin fabric of his pants up against Elise's bare legs.
They both stare at his boner in horrified silence, motionless in their agony.
Elise emits something between a squeak and a shriek as she leaps up and falls off the bed, hitting the ground with a loud thud that makes Kannon wince.
"Are you okey?"
Elise nods, though her eyes are still focused between his legs. She grabs the pillows on the ground and stands up, rushing towards Kannon with a scream. "Bad, Really Bad!"
He bursts into laughter as she beats him with the pillows and chases him around the tiny room as he tries to escape, even though by that point the pillows are nothing more than tattered fabric and shredded cotton lining. "Honestly, I can't remember the last time I slept so well."
For some reason, after he says that, Elise flushes bright pink and starts coughing.
