She could see how Rona watched her, and Kasumi found her smile growing wider. She loved the way her lover looked at her sometimes, especially when Rona thought she wasn’t looking. When people thought no one was looking, they were honest, for better or for worse. When Rona thought she wasn’t looking, the emotions in her eyes were intensified. Sometimes it brought to mind something painful, but more often than not, it was pleasant. A reminder.
The thief returned the kiss before sitting down next to the asari, feeling the cold seep through her sweatpants almost right away. Scooting closer against Rona with a shiver, she coyly grabbed the edge of the blanket, trying to wrap it around her as well. “Yeah, sorry about that,” Kasumi mumbled, stifling a small yawn at the mere thought of it. “I had a late night last night. Makes it hard to get up in the morning.”
She kept her eyes on the pair of asari as they talked, her eyes softening. To think that a year ago, she would’ve laughed at the idea of her having someone, much more at the idea of a family. “Morning, Izzy,” Kasumi greeted. “Looks like you’re having fun.”
She allowed the thief to nab part of the blanket, pressing her body into her lover as soon as she could feel her. The maiden was partly glad for the long winter season Shambhala had. It gave her an excuse to slip into bed after a long hike and bury her cold body into the warmth Kasumi had. That usually woke the woman up, but it was a morning ritual they both looked forward to every day.
“I understand. You should get more sleep if you need it though,” she replied, her voice growing softer at the sight of her sleepy girlfriend.
“G’mornin’!” Their daughters voice chirped out from within Rona’s jacket. She wiggled until she could properly lean against her mother. Laughing, Rona curled up around her and gave her a big kiss, prompting squeaky laughter.
“She’s so energetic, isn’t she?”
She found herself smiling as Kasumi moved onto the front porch, slippered toes quiet out of habit. It wasn’t often that she would get such a quiet day, but they seemed to become more and more often now. She appreciated that, after all the crap that passed these past few months.
Kasumi balanced two hot mugs of hot chocolate in her hands as she closed the front door with her feet before stepping closer to her lover. “I was wondering where you were,” she teased gently as she offered one of the mugs.
The maiden lifted her head as her lover appeared, her smile growing. She loved these cold mornings. Kasumi’s hair was always tousled and her cheeks grew a rosy red out in the cold. Sometimes she held herself back, less she kiss them endlessly. She breathed in deeply, the chocolate-y scent overwhelming her. Her toes curled and she set the mug down, turning to give Kasumi an anxious kiss.
“Well, I tried waking you up, but all you did was mumble something about calibrations. I thought it best to leave you alone,” she replied, a teasing grin on her lips. Izumi decided to come over to investigate when her father appeared, sliding through the snow until she came to rest against Rona’s legs. Her tiny hands pawed for a little while, prompting the teal asari to open up her jacket and let the little girl curl up next to her bosom.
“Cold, little bumblebee?” She pressed her nose to her daughters crest and cooed. Bell-like laughter bubbled up from within the jacket and her purple face popped out, all smiles and frost-nipped cheeks.
My students are slacking, one of the machines broke down, and Izumi has a cold again.
Oh dear, oh dear.
She crept out on to the deck, watching their daughter run after the white beast they called their faithful companion. The child’s laughter brought a smile to her face and she was quiet as she sat down. The blanket she had helped keep her rump warm, although she still felt the bite of cold air on her bare cheeks. Breathing softly, she pulled her jacket tight around her body and watched the purple Asari bounce around in the snow.
THAT WAS SUpposed to go on my personal
my favorite hobby is forgetting to eat all day and then consuming 2000 calories in a 30 minute period
Izumi decided to mimic her father.
I’m pretty sure she soaked up Mimi’s traits like a sponge.
(At least she didn’t get hurt)
[[…i ship it]]
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