13. Chapter 13 (1/1)

csilla: now that mikayuu week is over (i know i'm sad too~), i can focus on armor again! i'm giving you guys two chapter this update because (a) this one is super short and (b) i'm been on a roll so i'm starting on chapter 16 :d

my body feels heavy and i'm pretty sure my legs have given up. well, either that or the world is spinning around me. or maybe my legs have turned to gelatin. i'm pretty sure i'm laughing now until i heard a groan beside me. my head fell to the side and the first thing my eyes saw were a pair of lips. small slightly parted lips. they turned towards me, saying words that i couldn't register in my head. what were those lips saying? i felt something shift beneath my arm, my eyes lazily drifted over to see someone was supporting me. i tried to focus my eyes on their face, but it remained a blurred mess. i felt myself stumble and i was sure i would be getting personal with the floor beneath me, but no matter how much i fumbled forward: i never fell.

a hazy image of a doorway came into view, i reached out to touch the wood until i was swung around and pulled against something warm. someone's hot

eath entered my ear and without thinking, i nudged my face closer to that heat. i chuckled lightly when i felt that heat grow hotter. it was comforting and exhilarating, my heart thumped loudly in my chest and i momentarily wondered if the other person could hear it.

i stepped closer, wanting to feel that heat against my whole body, but stepping closer proved to be a bad idea. i felt arms wrap around me as the world around me went horizontal before it fell. we bounced and the familiar smell of the bed i had left behind filled my nose with nostalgia.

i'm sure whatever i called out in glee that yuu had kept it came out a jumbled and drunken mess. i felt myself pushed away from the warmth i was growing to enjoy and i was not going to let that slide. the moment i felt the warmth start to pull away, i grabbed a hold of whatever fa

ic the person was wearing. i pulled back and surprisingly they didn't put up much of a fight because soon i was snuggling up against said warmth. sleep came over me and i could feel a smile spreading across my face.

csilla: i had no intention on making mika seem cuddly when intoxicated - it just happened so i went with it (which seems to be my rule of thumb for this fic)