Week 3A: Hearts
Sailor Raspberry
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Usagi peered over Mamoru's shoulder, bent into his ear and whispered, "What are you reading?"
He jumped, and she smiled as goose bumps danced across the nape of his neck. His eyes flickered up to hers. "Reading."
She nodded and draped her left arm over his shoulders. "About what?"
Mamoru twiddled with the page's edge and tried hard to ignore her tiny fingers as they played with tips of his hair. "It's a chronological study about the human heart that explains the-"
"The human heart." She repeated, placing her hand over the thumping rhythm beneath his skin. "Like this?"
He flipped the page. "Yes." Her fingers curled over the fabric of his shirt. "Usako?"
"Yes?"
"Could you leave me be? I've got to finish chapter ten by Thursday."
Usagi blinked. "Are you serious?" She released him and stood up. "You've been studying all week!"
Mamoru turned another page. "Finals are coming up, Usako, you know that."
She sniffed and turned away sharply. "Hearts my butt."
He waited, silently and deliberately, until the bedroom door snapped shut. Her intentions, though blatantly obvious and fraught, swept into the back of his mind. Tomorrow was Valentine's Day, and he head things to plan.
Pulling out the notebook beneath his textbook, he clicked open a pen and began writing.