- I can totally walk by myself.
- You just fell 4 times halfway the door.
She sighed loudly, unsatisfied.
- But what if I *want* to walk?
Naachan held a laugh. Actually she had the brightest smile just because Yuuchan couldn't see it.
- Okay, why you want to walk so much?
- But we're almost there, just hang on a little.
Yuuchan seemed that she wasn't enjoying the piggyback ride that much, but Nana could feel her little feet swinging. She also wasn't that heavy, so Naachan could just keep talking to keep her awake.
- How was going out with the girls tonight?
- It was cool tho. Ayana-san kept filling everyone's glass and Mogi-san kept making us laugh for the dumbest reasons.
- Yeah? - Nana got her keys, trying to open the door. - And what were you in charge of?
- I don't know but I dropped wine on my shirt and didn't want them to see - Yuiri said. - Then I went to the restroom.
- So you called me to save your pretty clumsy ass?
- Yeah - Yuiri closed her eyes, laying down on the girl's neck. - You always take care of me, don't you?
Nana got rid of her shoes and went to the kitchen, Yuiri still attached to her back. She didn't even try to hug anymore, her arms just fell over Nana's chest.
- Why is it so dark here? – Yuuchan asked before being putted down on the table, since the sofa wasn't high enough for her.
- It's not – Nana turned around and took the hoodie off with a smile. Miss Drunkie still was softly red.
Yuiri nooded, eyes still closed. Nana planned everything on their way to her house: she'd take a shower, eat something, get at least a bit sobber and then slip into some pajamas.
Nana stepped back, but stopped. Yuuchan was holding her shirt.
- No – she answered, pulling her back.
Without questioning, Nana went back to the board of the table, so close she could smell her fragance mixed with rice wine.
- Stay – Yuiri asked, her voice suddenly husky.
Nana got tense, but nooded in silence. Yuiri leaned a little, her forehead resting on the girl's cheek.
Nana nooded again, her hands down on the table.
The pale fingers made their way on Nana's back, one of her hands up on her neck, messing up her hair. She was closing the space between them, pulling herself to the edge.
With one simple move, Yuiri went to the ground and just stood there, anchored on Nana.
It took a moment for her to understand.
- You wanted help to get down? – she asked, her voice sharp but weak.
Nana sighed and looked down on her, catching a hidden smile.
A soft laugh scaped and Yuuchan leaned back so she could look properly at the other girl.
- Why not? - she asked, squishing Naachan's cheeks. - You're so cute.
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