In the while they'd been dating, there were three very important things Dia had learned about Mari's sleep habits. First, she refused to sleep with pants on. It was either a nightie, or just a tshirt. Dia had been refusing to let her sleep naked when they were having sleepovers, though Mari suggested it each time. Second, the more tired she got, the less annoying she was. There was a small stage in between 'perfectly awake' and 'ready for bed' where she would get incredibly obnoxious, much like a toddler. She was always the first to fall asleep, too. Third, she was absolutely perfect when she slept, and it was totally unfair.
Dia laid there in the dark, beside the blonde in her bed in her enormous hotel room that she'd grown used to, admiring her sleeping face. Her face was so peaceful, it was a nice break from her usual loud demeanor. Her head was rested gently on the unnecessarily expensive pillow, her beautiful, bright eyes closed. Her lips were parted slightly, and somehow even the small dribble of sleepy drool making its way to her pillowcase was absolutely perfect. The way her hair looked in the soft moonlight, messed up a little from moving in her sleep, the way her hand rested just next to her face. Dia couldn't help but lift her hand and play with the soft tresses of blonde hair splayed around her head.
Moments like this were precious to Dia, and she truly treasured the secrecy of these moments. Where she could admire Mari without being teased about it, or being embarrassed at all for any reason. It was reassuring to be able to sit and look at her and think about all the reasons why she was in love with her. She rarely vocalized to Mari how much she appreciated her, but she was beginning to wonder if she should say so more often.
A quiet giggle shook the dark haired girl from her thoughts, her hand freezing and her eyes snapping up to look at Mari's face again, seeing that her eyes were open. She braced herself for teasing incoming.
"Can't sleep, hm, Dia?" asked Mari's sleepy voice as Dia pulled her hand away from her hair. "Too busy admiring me?" She snuggled into the other, getting real close and wrapping her long legs around one of Dia's.
"Oh, would you quit it?" she said, feigning annoyance as she used her hand to keep a kissy-faced Mari at bay. "Who cares if I was? I catch you staring all the time."
"I know, I just appreciate it," she said with a smile, leaning back away from Dia's hand. "It makes me sure that you feel the same about me that I do about you, and it helps me not to feel insecure about us when I catch you. Kiss?"
Dia sighed and gave in, leaning in to press her lips gently to Mari's, closing her eyes. The blonde happily did the same, reaching over to grab onto her girlfriend's hand, swiftly interlocking their fingers. Her legs still holding one of Dia's captive, she moved close, pressing their bodies as close as she could get them. Dia allowed herself to get lost in the kiss, putting her free hand up and gently touching her girlfriend's soft neck with her fingertips.
Eventually, the blonde pulled away, unable to stop herself from smiling so big, it nearly hurt. She felt giddy and lightheaded, her heart fluttering like crazy. Every time they kissed, Mari felt like her brain wasn't working. Was that why people say 'stupid in love?' Slowly, she opened her golden eyes and looked at Dia, her smile growing wider when she saw that she was smiling too.
"Cuuuute~!" Mari exclaimed, pulling her adorable girlfriend in for a huge hug, immediately putting her face to Dia's chest, earning a slap to the head but ignoring it in favor of pressing breasts to her cheeks.
"Jeez, Mari, don't you have any interests other than breasts?" Dia huffed, her cheeks tinted red from gentle embarrassment.
"Of course I do, I also like butts," she replied, muffled by the brunette's chest, earning a roll of Dia's eyes. She moved her face away to lay on her pillow again. "But I do like plenty of other things. Coffee, dessert, naps. And speaking of naps…" She trailed off, pausing to yawn. "I'm still very tired."
Dia nodded, reaching over and gently touching the other girl's pretty blonde locks again. "I know. And I am too, so we should go to sleep. I'm sorry to have woken you up."
"Don't be silly, Dia, I got to kiss you. That makes up for everything," she smiled and grabbed her hand, pulling it to her lips and pressing a tiny kiss to her fingertips with a wink. "Good night."
"Good night, Mari," Dia whispered, watching as she closed her eyes.