- The Next Morning -
"Mm… Finn… Finn…" Iris murmured in her sleep as she tossed and turned in her bed, eventually wrapping her arms around Finn and holding him closely. She didn't even realize what she was doing, but when her arms closed around him, her murmuring stopped, as if falling into relaxation.
Finn, who was already awake by now, didn't move in bed and let Iris cling onto him, breathing softly like a cat. For whatever reason, she loved to do this subconsciously whenever they slept in the same bed, and Finn felt a strange urge not to push her away. It was complicated, but when they were touching, Finn could feel a warm connection between their bodies, somehow. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that they were both part-Ghost, but…
"Ah…!" When Iris finally woke up, she saw that she had been hugging Finn's body so tightly, and hurriedly pushed herself away. "U-Um, this is… I'm sorry!"
