A/N: Thank you to my reviewers, you are very sweet.
I read over the last chapter and the grammar was horrible. I don't edit things because it's hard enough to even TYPE on an iphone, let alone do I have the patience to edit it. So I'm very sorry about the typos. (I'm workin on getting a computer, but I don't have one atm)
Also, correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe the word pajamas is the same in Japanese... I usually don't edit I just keep corrections in mind for next time, but if I need to with anything that has Japanese in it I will edit and or rewrite anything.
Sora sat on the couch downstairs, wearing a pout on her face and sitting with her arms and legs crossed. Layla hadn't followed her downstairs and she was still waiting for the blonde. Albeit it had only been about three minutes she'd been waiting.
Layla walked down the stairs and looked towards the couch to see a grumpy looking Sora. She held back a snicker and continued down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs she paused and waited for Sora to look over.
"you didn't follow me" came Sora's grumpy greeting before she turned her head and looked. Layla was wearing that same red night dress from so long ago. Sora blushed a little at the sight, and then blushed a little more at the memory... She really should smack fool for putting her in a situation where she had to make Layla take it off.
Layla smirked as she noticed Sora's stare and blush. She made her way over to stand in front of her, looking down at her sweetly as she continued to stare up at her. It was cute when Sora looked at her in awe. Even after years of being equal and after becoming even better than her, Sora still stared at her like an idol. Even though she knew the girl didn't think of her as some God that can't be touched anymore. Thank God. That would only make the relationship awkward.
"sorry for leaving you. I went to put my pajamas on. My suit would be uncomfortable at this time of night" Layla apologized, then looked down at herself as if sudden realization had hit her "oh! But this is the one you didn't like... Isn't it?"
Sora jumped in panic and frantically waved her hands in front of her, shaking her head "No! No! That's not it! I mean it's the same dress. but it isn't that I don't like it!" She calmed down a bit and gave an awkward laugh while rubbing the back of her head "to be completely honest, I only made you change because Fool was gawking at you... I'm gonna strangle him for it too" she muttered the last part darkly.
Layla blinked in surprise for a moment, then broke out into a warm chuckle. She bent down and wrapped her arms around Sora's neck, taking a seat in the girls lap. Giggling and a warm embrace were what she got in return.
"It's impossible for me not to like that Layla"
Layla blushed a little but rested her head in the crook of Sora's neck. They were silent for a moment before Sora randomly blurted something in Japanese.
"damn it... I forgot pajamas"
"what was that about pajamas?" Layla asked, confusion evident in her expression. Sora looked down at her innocently, as if she hadn't been in her lap the whole time. She gave Layla a bashful smile and shrugged.
"Nothing... I just forgot pajamas and clothes for tomorrow"
Layla considered the issue for a moment.
"would you like to borrow a pair of mine? The pants might be long but the shirt should fit... And you can wear the same clothes tomorrow, we are going to go pick up your stuff tomorrow anyway"
Sora nodded "You're right... I would appreciate if I could borrow a shirt and pants"
Layla nodded and got up to head to the bedroom again, Sora following her.