A/N : -Drum roll- And now... the sleepover.

Chapter 8:

Why on earth did Rin insist to keep touching Gakupo's hair?

They were walking back to his house now, the alcohol just hitting her at full affect. All at once, she began tripping over her words and her own too feet. At one point, she noticed his hair, and had started twirling it around her fingers.

"Your hair's so pretty, Kamui Sensei!" she'd exclaimed, and he'd scowled. He was a man. His hair was not supposed to be pretty.

"Thanks," he said sourly. He was also surprised by her prosperity to talk. It didn't matter what it was, she seemed to always have a topic ready. Between her parents, her brother, her best friend's coming out of the closet, and some sort of heavy machinery she was trying to convince him she had at her house, Gakupo was sure she could go on for hours. She began talking about how she used to sleepwalk when they grew close to his home.

Finally, they reached his house, and she quieted down. She stayed silent as he unlocked his door, motioning for her to follow him inside where he met his first predicament.

He didn't have a guest bedroom.

His house was small, and that was okay since he lived by himself. It was one floor with a master bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, living room, and an extra room that he used for storage.

Maybe he should just give her money for a hotel...

But Kagamine was already situating herself on his couch.

Bouncing slightly, she said, "I'll sleep here, you can take your own bed." He was about to argue—she was the guest, after all, and she should have a bed—but she added, "It's really fine."

"Alright." He went into his bedroom, grabbing her one of his shirts. He'd seen the dress she had on, and was pretty sure she couldn't sleep comfortably in it.

Walking back out to the living room, he gave it to her and she emptied her dress pocket of her cell phone, which she placed on the coffee table before heading to his bathroom to change. Once she was gone, he sat down, trying to think.

Weeks of avoiding her, and he invites her to stay the night? Sighing, he dropped his face into his hands. He, apparently, was not the man with the plan. Nothing to do with this girl ever turned out the way he hoped.

"Kamui Sensei?" He hopped up off the couch, turning to face the girl. The shirt he had given her was huge on her small frame, falling to just above her knees. At least she was covered, even if one of the shoulders were slipping off and down her arm.

He set up blankets for her, and she sat down on the couch as he stood next to her awkwardly.

"Well... goodnight," he announced, ready to head off to bed.

"Wait." Kagamine scrambled up, so that she was standing on the couch, about eye level to him. She flung her arms around his neck clumsily. "Thank you," she whispered, and he shivered. She pulled back the slightest bit, blue meeting blue.

Was he leaning forward? Or was she? Gakupo wasn't completely sure, but his thoughts were in a haze as their lips grew closer, lids sliding shut...

Then, suddenly, her eyes shot open and she literally jumped off the couch and bolted to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Through the walls, he could hear her empty the contents of her stomach.

Thank God for the youth's low alcohol tolerance.

He rubbed a hand down his face, thinking about what almost just happened. So many complications could have just been made...

Shaking his head, he walked down the hall to help her get ready for bed.

Teeth brushed and herself cleaned up, Kagamine had fallen asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Gakupo smiled reverently, brushing a strand of hair away from her face before jerking it back towards him.

He really needed to get a hold of himself.

Now in the safety of his own room, he stripped off his shirt and changed into sweatpants, going into bed wondering if she was going to be there in the morning.

Soft... warm... Those were Gakupo's first thoughts as he started waking up the next day. Eyes still closed, he reveled in the knowledge that this was the best he'd slept in months. However, as the events of last night crept up on him, they shot open.

The first thing he saw was a pair of closed lids and blonde lashes. When had she snuck into his bed? Why? That wasn't important, he realized. He just needed to get out of here fast.

Which obviously wasn't going to happen. He and Kagamine's legs were tangled in a mess of limbs, her right one almost up to his hip. She had one arm thrown across his chest and one hand gripping his hair, which was out of his traditional ponytail. His own arm was around her waist, trapped between it and her arm.

So. How was he supposed to get out of this mess?

He'd admit it was quite comfortable, but highly inappropriate. If she wanted the bed so much, she could have asked!

Suddenly, a song from the next room started playing, confusing Gakupo. However, it was waking up the girl in his arms.

Quickly feigning sleep, he waited for what was to come next.

Mmmm... Slowly, Rin opened her eyes to see none other than her Physics teacher. In her bed. Sleeping.

What?

Bit and pieces of last night hit her like a ton of bricks. Len kissing her. Her not wanting to go home. Gakupo inviting her to stay, and her falling asleep on his couch...

Oh, no. When her and Len first got their rooms separated, she used to sneak into his in the middle of the night, missing the warmth and comfort of having another her person with her. That old habit had to come back now?

The ringing of her cell phone notified her that she needed to get up and out before Kamui Sensei awoke, but that could be hard, considering they were locked in some sort of embrace.

Blushing, she disentangled herself from him as sneakily as she could. She managed it without waking him up, and she was proud of herself for a moment before running out into the living room to check her phone.

She missed the call, and also had four texts and two other missed calls besides the one she had been so close to getting.

Two texts from Miku. Your brother is looking for you and Where are you? Why'd you ditch?

A text from Len. Ihwgnewiugn. Alright, an obvious drunk text from last night. Another one from this morning. Rin, why didn't you come home last night? Call me!

Her two missed calls had been from Len, and her latest one from... her parents? Why would they be calling her?

Worried, she quickly ran to the bathroom to change before returning to Gakupo's room, who was still miraculously asleep. Smiling to herself, she realized he looked pretty good in the morning with his hair everywhere. It also helped that he was shirtless.

She leaned over the side of the bed, smoothing the bangs from his forehead and pressing a soft kiss there. "Thank you... Gakupo," she whispered before heading back to her house.

When Rin left his house, Gakupo sat up, reasonably confused and blushing, not quite knowing what just happened or what to make of it.

He could talk to her tomorrow, he reasoned, during their study session.

For now, he could bask.

A/N: Sleepwalking. Not fun. I'm also a super cuddler, and when you put the two together, you get a whole lot of awkward situations.

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