so, its 1am here in England, i have an ulcer that is rubbing painfully against my braces and i just cant sleep. so, chapter for the darlings who still remember about and read this fic. much love to you all!
Mori POV
She was just sitting there. Staring at me.
A small blush on her cheeks. I'm embarrassed in this situation.
Her hands, laced together and thumbs twiddling. I'm nervous.
Her gaze darting away from mine. Your stare unsettles me. I'm not sure what to do.
A shuffle of the feet. I'm restless when I'm nervous.
She's cute. She was so relaxed whilst brushing Mitskuni's hair, so serene. I slowly reached over and handed her the hairbrush again, moving to sit between her knees on the floor. Her eyes widened slightly in confusion before she twirled her finger in the air. Turn around. I shook my head slightly. I still wanted to watch her. Her blush darkened and she looked away slightly before reaching over and running the brush through my hair.
A frown. This is wrong.
Another brush stroke, slower, showing the length of my hair. Its too short.
A sigh. Damn.
I blinked up at her. She was so cute. She was still holding the hairbrush to my head, and I slowly lifted my hand and placed it on top of hers. Her eyes widened. So damn cute...I shifted from my cross-legged position onto one knee, my face now level with hers. She was staring at me, her gaze occasionally dropping to my mouth or chest. I leant in, bringing my face closer to hers. Her blush darkened. Then my mouth was on hers.
She tensed briefly, but then her whole body relaxed. The brush slipped from her hand, and she buried it in my hair instead. my own hand slid up her arm to cup the back of her neck, bringing her closer to me. My other arm wound round her waist and tugged her body against mine, and then she was kissing back. Somewhere dimly I heard the door open and close, but that wasn't important. What was important was how soft her lips were as they moved against mine, how her fingers felt as they tugged slightly on my hair, how sweet she smelled now that she was so close, the small noises that my kiss provoked from her that sent shivers down my spine.
I could have kissed Haruhi all day long, but eventually she broke away, both of us panting for breath. i rested my forehead against hers, stroking my finger down her pink cheek.
She sighed and pulled a face the corner of her mouth tugging upwards. The guys are going to go mental.