Like home
The soft sound of classical music can be heard playing in the background, getting lost in between the clinking of champagne glasses and the eccentricities and pompous chattering of the distinguished prominent figures in music arts, aristocrats and the rest of influential people congregating in the ballroom.
Riko can only sigh tiredly, feeling completely out of place and overwhelmed of being in a place with such pomposity and deceitfulness, before she fakes a smile and excuses herself to get out to the balcony and take a deep breath of air, gazing up at the starry sky to admire its beauty with a glass of champagne in hand.
The cold wind blows, wafting her hair at the same time as it collides against her bare skin sending shivers down her spine, and Riko can't help but cover herself more with her pashmina in a vain attempt to shield herself from the cold, smiling fondly at the smell of Yoshiko's favorite perfume coating it.
She remembers how her particular fallen angel had insisted a couple of hours ago about coating her pashmina with her favorite perfume so she didn't feel alone nor sad at the party as she couldn't accompany her, and Riko couldn't be more grateful by it than she is at the very moment, enjoying Yoshiko's soothing scent while being wrapped in the warmth of her pashmina as if it was Yoshiko's arms themselves around her, making her feel like home even if they are separated.
Riko smiles fondly at it and returns to the party, trying to walk unseen through the ballroom towards the exit so she can sneak out to go back to her home with her girlfriend, not caring about the party nor if anybody in it misses her.
Barely half hour later, Riko enters their home, heading directly towards their shared bedroom to find the door slightly open and the light on.
Silently, Riko opens the door completely and closes it behind her to stand next to it with a tender smile playing on her face as she watches Yoshiko sleeping peacefully on their bed, probably as a result of have been awake waiting for her to come back until sleep took over her.
Riko giggles upon how cute her girlfriend can be and quickly changes her dark pink dress for a loose purple shirt to sleep, turning the light off before she sneaks in between Yoshiko's arms.
- Mmh… Riri?
Yoshiko mumbles in her sleep, and Riko can't help but smile wider upon her cuteness.
- I'm back – Riko whispers against her chest, leaving a soft kiss on her collarbone while she rests over her, feeling Yoshiko's arms tightening around her – Go back to sleep, Yocchan.
- Mmh… kay – Yoshiko mumbles again, squeezing Riko tighter against her body.
Riko smiles even wider if possible and leaves another soft kiss on Yoshiko's collarbone, cuddling up more against her girlfriend's chest loving her warmth and the feeling of protection Yoshiko makes her feel, loving the feeling of being at home.