it took chiaki a while to fully come to. she’d reacted without thinking to the sight of sonia’s face so close, thanks to the dream she’d had, and she wasn’t even truly awake when she did it. she’s like that, sometimes– embarrassingly slow. according to a certain friend who shall remain unnamed, it used to frustrate him how sluggish chiaki could be. maybe it still did frustrate him sometimes.
“what…” she rubbed her eyes, blearily blinking into the dark room. all the curtains were drawn, no light to be seen… except sonia’s eyes, shining there in the dusk. “sonia-san…? i thought… you would have…”
she looked at the clock. it was about 10 am.
“…ah. you can’t go outside, can you…? you’ve been waiting here this whole time… probably.” the terror from her nightmare was starting to fade. chiaki wondered if sonia, with her enhanced senses, could hear her heart pounding. “sorry… i was so tired when i got home from work, i…”
sonia was the last thing she saw before she collapsed in bed. that had probably influenced the dream more than anything… such a beautiful and terrible visage to shut her eyes upon. someone who could tear her throat out in the bat of an eye, watching over her as she slept.
she hadn’t done anything, though. in fact, she’d tried to help her, even if it backfired.
even though she was coming back from the adrenaline rush that her nightmare had given her, chiaki still wasn’t ready to go back to sleep. it was bothersome, given how much trouble she had sleeping already. she only had a few more hours before she needed to get to work on her other job.
“…hey, don’t vampires sleep around this time too…? you’re probably tired, aren’t you?”
she sat still as nanami came to her senses. she was unable to look at the other in the eye at the moment, her porcelain cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue. sonia was unsure of what she felt. perhaps it was embarrassment for the scene she had caused. or perhaps it was the anger at herself for scaring nanami so deeply.
though, nanami calmed down. the tense aura in the room settled as nanami glanced over at the device sitting on the nightstand. “That... seems to be the case.” she replied softly, her fingers mindlessly playing with the hem of her top.
but it was nanami’s question that caught her attention. do.. vampires really need to sleep? she paused in thought, giving it a moment. “Well... I have been resting for 100 years, Miss Nanami... I believe I have slept enough for the time being, and as for my physical well being, I do not feel exhausted nor weary.”
another pause as she glanced down at the small pile of manga that she had accumulated. “Is... Is it alright if I stay for a while longer, Miss Nanami...? I do not wish to be a burden...”
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