/jp/ - Otaku Culture

I woke up with Vita struggling around in bed. She was flailing around as if looking for something so I inched in and wrapped my arms around her. Her warm pale orange hair smelled like the peach shampoo we had bought together last week. It was still early in the morning and moments like these were the ones I had to treasure the most with her until the alarm went off. She didn’t like people thinking I had a Lolita complex and banned me from kissing her in public, but I manage to steal them from her occasionally. I continued to hold her small body in my arms trailing my hands from her head, down her back, and onto her legs.

This made Vita slowly open her eyes with a smile. Sadly it was short lived. Vita pushed me away and pulled the sheets over her chest.

“Idiot! What are you doing?” Vita started blushing uncontrollably. “Stop doing such weird things to me while I’m sleeping. Pervert!”

I smiled and kissed her on the forehead. “Good morning.”

Vita biting hat.