No matter how comfortable she gets, her bad habit waking up every two or three hours does not disappear. It was the same this time too. When she opened her eyes Sumire knew it was late into the night, but her gaze scanned a familiar back. Yuhi was sitting with guitar in hand and scribbling something down onto a notepad.
"Yuhi.." Sumire called out.
"Hmm? Go back to sleep, it's still late."
"Um, what about you?"
"I will soon."
Sumire buried her face in his back and Yuhi laughed. "I thought you would be embarrassed."
"I am but."
'More than that I want to touch you and feel your warmth.'
She immediately shook her head. No, she definitely cannot get caught up in the flow like she did today. It was already bad enough that she agreed! She knew even without looking that Yuhi's wounds had reopened.
The saying exercise self restraint certainly applies to her right now. She has to control herself even more than he does.
