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Ichie blinks blearily, squinting at the rays of sun peeking out from the fringe of the curtain. What time is it, even?
Well, one of her arms is unusable, trapped as it currently is under Yuyuko’s side. God forbid she interrupts her girlfriend’s slumber. She gently moves the arm wrapped around Yuyuko’s shoulders and rolls onto her back to reach the side table, doing her best not to disturb her sleeping beauty. Yuyuko lets out a little discontent noise and clutches the front of Ichie’s shirt tighter, nuzzling her collarbone.
Ichie fumbles around for a bit for her phone, before she clicks the screen on to check the time. Ah, 5 minutes before her alarm. Hm. Well, with that amount of time left, is there much point in going back to bed?
Yuyuko’s little snores against her chest are adorable, though. A cosy little siren song of sleep.
Ichie rolls back over to face Yuyuko. She simply marvels at her, tracing the curve of her jaw with her fingertips. Ichie’s one trapped hand threads its way into Yuyuko’s hair, and the attention is rewarded with the sweetest, sleepiest, purring meow. A smile crawls onto Ichie’s face. God. She really is so cute. How is this girl real?
Right. That settles it. Ichie turns her alarm off and tosses her phone elsewhere.
It’ll be fine. They have 5 minutes.