The world was hazy and calm, and she had been in such deep sleep that it took Monika a good few minutes before she became aware of her lucidity. At this, she inhaled deeply and tensed her limbs. The familiar pattern of her window panes splayed across her bedsheets, bathing the room in a calm, pale light. Monika curled up contentedly, and as she did, she felt the warmth of someone else next to her. And as she curled around this person, in turn did they move closer to her.
Monika smiled, trailing her fingertips across Sayori's face, brushing away a few strands of peach-colored hair. Said hair was positively glowing in the moonlight, and the girl's cheeks were sparkling like diamonds. The moment broke when Sayori uttered a loud snore. Monika could not help chuckling to herself before pulling Sayori's head into the crook of her neck. Sayori hummed in her sleep and nuzzled against Monika, her snores ceasing.
Stroking one hand along the back of Sayori's head and resting the other along the slender curve of her waist, Monika sighed and relaxed against the girl. She'd known, she supposed, that the two of them had been feeling this way for a while, now. A part of her still wished that their feelings hadn't come to light in as heated of a situation as they had, but even still, she was perfectly happy with how things had turned out. She wouldn't give the world for where she was right now – and she felt perfectly content.
Then why
She opened her eyes, her smile faltering.
am I still here?
She craned her neck around to look out of her window, much to the displeasure of Sayori, who whined and snuggled closer. Monika shushed her quietly and kissed her forehead before looking back at the window more intently, searching for an answer.
She was met by the sight of a full Moon. Something so big, so magnificent – and so out of reach.
But why should she care? Everything that she could possibly want was already within her reach. There was nothing beyond the window that captured her affections, or made her want to rise from her bed. She was warm. She was happy.
And then, she understood that he had made it so, and she smiled.
Monika turned back to her pillow and held Sayori tightly. She had more to do before it ended. That much was certain. And deep within her mind, she was already formulating a plan, figuring out how she would finally be able to get through to him. But, just for a little while longer, she would rest here.
For a little longer.
He would wait.