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Sasha gazed in adoration at her girlfriend, a lovesick smile plastered on her face as she continued to admire her in content. It was amazing that no matter how many times she has seen this sight before her she never failed to smile like an idiot. She had to be the luckiest woman in existance and every day she was reminded of that fact due to Mikasa being so precious to her. Never knowing she could be loved so strongly by someone, yet feel butterflies just from holding Mikasa's hand. They said love made you crazy, foolish and blessed, she had never believed that until now, understanding fully the weight of those words. Her arm rested beneath her pillow to support her, keeping the sheet wrapped around her for warmth. Fondly watching the girl she loved in her most peaceful state.
She knew she would probably get yelled at for this or make her sulky, but she was willing to tolerate Mikasa having a slight tantrum if it meant she could treasure this moment forever. Being able to reflect on why she had been smiling so much at that memory for years to come. She slowly reached out to grab her phone, making sure as to not rouse her girlfriend from sleep. Clasping her phone tightly as she took a picture of Mikasa, taking advantage of the natural lighting so the flash wouldn't wake her. She looked so adorable she couldn't stand it, one of those pictures that only she was allowed to see. Every time she felt lonely, whenever Mikasa was at work, when she had to visit family or they were busy studying. Life becoming too much to cope and adult responsibilities swallowing them up, she would be able to reflect on the photo and remember how happy she had been in that moment.
Mikasa was laid on her side, wrapped up in the blanket like her own personal burrito. Her face buried into her pillow, giving off a peaceful expression while adorning bed hair. Soft snores escaping her lips. Mikasa's traumatic childhood, severe loss, grief and guilt had caused her to internalize her emotions to a shielded level, almost as if she was numb. However, over time, developing a stable relationship had allowed Mikasa to accept and humanize herself again, as shown by her childish nature when she was around Sasha, showing her personal growth.
Sasha had many personal hobbies, but one of her favourites was to watch Mikasa sleep. So blissfully unaware of how perfect she was in her eyes. The cutest thing Sasha had ever seen in her life. The only person who got to see her in this vulnerable state was herself. Many couples had secrets they only told each other behind closed doors, locking away the key and handing it to their partner to protect. Sasha was allowed to open Mikasa's doors and see her true self, the lonely girl who had only ever craved love. She couldn't help but laugh under her breath. Her soft black hair now a complete mess, cuddling her pillow like a vice, completely different from the girl she acted like around their campus. How could she not be amused by such a sight? Mikasa was infamous for her perfect appearance, flawless talents and good grades. She was popular with their fellow peers and undoubtedly capable of going far in life. But they never realised, hell considered that Mikasa was more than just what people perceived from afar. They forgot she was human, flawed, innately imperfect.
Mikasa mumbled sleepily, reaching out her hands to release her pillow and roam around the bed seeking out Sasha. Her fingers tracing every inch of their bedsheets, sensing warmth and scent, tracking Sasha to locate her. It was like she had an instinctive sense that allowed her to hunt down Sasha, honing herself like a predator seeking its prey. She always sought out Sasha even when she was sleeping, craving her affection and attention.
Sasha bit her lip, unbeknown to anyone but her close family Mikasa was secretly needier than people were aware of. She had become skilled at reading her body language and small changes in her expression. The way her eyes lit up when she was excited, the way she pouted when she was sulking, how her eyes dulled or darkened when she was angry or sad. She did everything to make sure Mikasa was happy, that she felt secure, loved and protected. That the happy life she knew would never crumble or disappear, that not all good things were followed by grief. She pulled the blanket to cover Mikasa to make sure she was comfortable, patting her back to soothe her.
Mikasa slowly shifted across the mattress towards Sasha, soon reaching out her arms to wrap them around Sasha's torso. Cuddling her in her sleep, like a sleeping cat. Binding her arms tightly around her waist, locking her into place, unmoving from her grasp. Once Mikasa hugged you, you were trapped, until Mikasa decided she would let you go or persuaded her, you had no choice but to accept your fate to the cuddle monster. A fond smile slowly spread across Mikasa's lips, "You're warm" she mumbled. She loved how Sasha smelled.
Sasha blushed but gazed back at her lovingly. Stroking Mikasa's hair comfortingly, aware of how safe Mikasa felt with her. She had never felt so content with anyone, someone who was just as flawed as herself. Remembering when she was bullied by her peers for her body, and how Mikasa beat them up for her. How when Mikasa was at her lowest, she brought her back with a smile. They were perfect for each other "It's still early babe, go back to sleep". Though Mikasa was infamously an early riser, she was also a cuddle bug and at times had a hard time getting out of bed if she wanted attention. She had become selfish after dating Sasha, constantly craving assurance and security from her girlfriends presence, secretly terrified of losing her. There were still moments when Sasha herself was in awe of the fact Mikasa was her girlfriend, that she bagged such an amazing person as her lover. It felt like something out of a rom-com or a romance novel.
Mikasa pouted sleepily, groaning under her breath in a complaint "Don't move so far away then" she protested. They had no plans, no schedule and so far nobody had disturbed them with a phone call. She was making the best of this moment before their peace and quiet was inevitably disturbed. She wanted Sasha all to herself right now. Why couldn't she just stop complaining and relent into being smothered in sleepy affection until they could no longer ignore their adult responsibilities. They were having a lazy morning and there was no arguing against it.
Sasha chuckled, it wasn't often Mikasa showed such a childish side of herself. But seeing her half asleep, pouting and begging for attention was too much, she was too soft and she knew she was going to cave "I know, I'm sorry" she soothed. She slowly pulled the blanket to cover herself before sliding underneath to cuddle up with her sleeping girlfriend. However, she didn't regret taking the picture on the sly, but it would be amusing when Mikasa inevitably discovered it.