Summary: Zuke wakes up to find that May isn't in bed beside him, only to see the most gorgeous girl he's ever seen stretching by the window. They get to greet each other like they always do with plenty of cuddles involved.
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Got to stretch my writer bones again with some nice fluff! This is a small lil thing as a response to this ask game here, using 🧡 for kissing in bed <3
A faint flickering of light is what woke him first. It pulled at the corners of his mind, rousing what part of his conscious floated near the surface. Every other thing was perfect. The softness of the linens he was suspended in, their gentle embrace; the warmth they provided, the warmth from what must have been the sun itself as it kissed his sheets. A fuller awareness followed these drifting thoughts in waves. Slowly, control came to his body, and with it an arm lazily travelled across the bedding. It padded around once, twice. His head turned and eyes blinked open as this set in, squinting to confirm what his senses already told him. And, sure enough, there is a cold vacant space in their bed where a body should be.
Where…?
He turned back to see what had woken him in the first place and came eye-to-eye with a gold that shone brighter than the sunlight itself. It was brilliant. The movement of muscle and sinew, the light scattering through the already warm subsurface layers of skin, the way that she shined. Her toned arms raised high above her head, a few coils of golden silk that fell down the nape of her neck and dusted across her body, the flexing of her narrow shoulders—the contrast all that good warmth had against the dark form of her bralette. And now the quiet mmmmmmmmuh! that escaped from her lips following it all; a delectable cherry sat atop such a feast of ambrosia.
Zuke somehow sank even deeper into the sheets as he took it all in, everything that she is:
Mayday.
He only got a few moments longer to stare as the stretching turns into a brief hopping back and forth—which caused even more shadows to rise and fall across his face—before she happened to turn around. All at once, her gaze snapped to his. She crouched, shuffling closer to the bed and peered down at his eyes. Not-that-quietly-at-all, she whispered: "Hey, you moved. Are you awake?"
A chuckle couldn't help but rumble through his chest. He mumbled into the pillow. "If I said no, would you believe me?"
A devilish smile sprung across her lips and the creases beneath her eyes danced in tune. Her shoulders rolled back and forth as she readied, body going taut and tensing with a built-up energy, like the potential of a spring running down her spine and through her heels. For a moment, all he could see was the form of a cougar reading a strike. And with that potential, and a mischievous "No!" as his only warning, all at once it was turned into pure force; a force that came crashing down, all at once, onto Zuke's chest and stomach. He groaned loudly as she splayed out flat atop him, giggling gleefully as she soaked up all his pain and agony. She took her sweet time adjusting limbs and torso into the perfect positions to bring him misery.
A smile of his own joined hers, amusement creeping in between the layers of his tongue despite the misfortune. He couldn't be the slightest bit mad. How could he? "What the hell, man?"
And she knew that to be true. She positioned her arms to raise up her head, looking down at him; gilded silk tickled his skin. The only thing she could offer in return was a sly little: "Oops?"
She's not even sorry.
"That's all you have to say, oops?" He inquired. That arm went searching again, except this time not for the warmth of another. This time his fingers found hold in the loose fabric of a pillowcase and he took it whole—"Oops this."—striking down his wrath upon thee in one fell swoop of magenta covers and memory foam. His target squealed loudly, flailing pathetically in some attempt to take back the pillow and fight for her honor.
She failed. Valiantly, though, yet fail she did. Zuke managed to get in another three hits while May could hardly even touch the thing back.
Squeals fell way to giggles. She rose up, pushing herself off his chest while waving away any further attacks, proclaiming just as loud: "I surrender! I surrender!"
"No more trying to crush me?" He stopped.
Her head lulled, looking all about the room in long, slow arcs. Finally her attention returns, pout fresh on her lips. "Not on purpose."
He hummed. Then, finding this satisfactory, tentatively set the pillow back down. "Good enough."
With this rocky treaty in hand, May took it upon herself to readjusted, shifting about and making a good show of (carefully) not to crushing the other any further as she transitioned to a straddle. Her hands travelled, sliding just under the edge of the covers and under his shirt, then up the sides of his body, sending dull jolts of pure fire trickling along the surface of his skin. It trailed, and trailed, up and up until it finally stopped as she leaned forward over him on her palms. "You know," she drawled, "that wasn't fair. You have the other pillow. I couldn't even defend myself."
"There's literally another one right here, May." A hand patted at a second purple pillow that was beneath the first.
"Shhhhhh," a finger rose and gently rested upon his lips. He took the opportunity, leaving small kisses at its tip. "That's not the point. I was so helpless."
"You literally have me pinned."
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," the finger traced his mouth awkwardly. He sputtered. "The point is I think I deserve some retribution."
He raised a brow. Suddenly he is entirely enraptured, not even minding the finger that has now moved to trace circles on his cheek. "Oh? How would I pay my dues?"
She leans in closer, laying her stomach back upon his so that their bodies are together and moving her hand out of the way. Her face hovered tantalizingly close. Almost teasing breath tickled the bridge of his nose. "Well I dunno. Maybe… something like this?" The words became lost in the hazy glow of movement, of touch, of beautiful warmth blossoming at the place where they met. Hands glossed over bodies and hips and bone and skin and in this one moment it hardly mattered where one of them started and the other ended. Light peppered touches traced cheeks and cheekbones and bridges of noses and eyebrows and—Zuke's eye, apparently, which he mumbled and turned his head away from yet could not escape. Finally, after what could have been forever, May sat back up.
That look on her face. The sparkles swirling in her eyes. It sent that warm-tingly feeling right down to the pit of his core. "Was that good enough?"
"No, I don't think so." Quickly, she bobbed to steal away one last taste of his lips. "Now it is."
A chuckle rumbled through him again. Easily, he moved his hips, slowly bringing a quite surprised May up and hands guiding her body to plop beside him on the bed. There was a bit of a war of attrition, then—the covers were pulled up and rustled around so that she could return beneath them, but doing this stole all of them from him in the process. May found this a necessary sacrifice as she swaddled herself up. It took the steep price of a few more gentle kisses to earn them back so they could tangle their limbs together, comfortably. Little more words were exchanged, then: "Why are you even up?" was answered with "Honestly I woke up earlier than expected and got bored, but now I'm content."
Zuke hummed his approval in turn, snuggling into her body as his eyes flittered shut. After all, a couple more minutes of shut eye can't be that bad, can they?
• ever since she was younger she always dreamed of being a rock star
• has curly hair that she always kept short
• very energetic and wants to do loads of things at once
• when she was in school she joined a bunch of clubs/orgs
• she was known as the popular/friendly girl
• she knows judo hell yeah
• she has an older brother named augustus ((i though it'd be funny if her sibling also had a month themed name))
• she's close with her family, but they ((mostly auggie)) made her take up accounting in college as 'it was more practical'
• there she met her (ex)boyfriend, a guy that was studying music in college; he also wanted to be a rockstar
• they really liked each other, but he never took her passion for rock seriously
• he also said that she looked cuter with longer, straight hair so she used relaxers and straightened it out
• and in her second year, they had a big falling out ((he was in his fourth year graduating))
• he said that when he goes on tours with his bands, she could be his roadie :D
• then mayday asked what he meant, since she was going to be playing her guitar
• then he asked what she meant; hers was just a hobby, right? his was a career
• then shit hit the fan
• they promptly broke up, and mayday made plans to drop out of college and start a rock band because wtf she hated accounting??? she wanted to be a rockstar???? so why is she even here?????
• she also cut her hair, which was pretty dry and kinda dead ngl
• on the last month of the school year, she was waiting for the bus at her school to take her to the city ((furniture and things in tow)) and she was sitting next to a pretty droopy looking guy whose phone was blowing up
• she asked him if he was gonna answer that
• he said no
• she asked him if he was ok
• he asked her if the sound bothered her and that he could mute it
• she said that he didn't answer her question; are you okay there, buddy?
• they then got to talking, and turns out his name is zuke!
• she gets night terrors often and has trouble with sleep in general, but usually zuke is able to calm her down from them
• she has no idea where they came from, she just knows that theyre not just nightmares
• she gets them less when she has someone next to her in bed ((romantic or not))
• very cuddle and touch heavy, likes skin to skin contact
• she has crushes easily, but hasn't really been in love before until with her ex
• so when she started realizing that she had more than just a crush on zuke and that she was actually in love with him, she asked him out after 2 months of realizing it
• ignore zuke having a crush on her for 2 to 3 years now hfbhdbsjd
• she's pretty strong, upper body wise; she has muscles, but is otherwise pretty thin and lean
• she's tall, but not too tall; around 5'6 to 5'7 or something
• she's self concious of her hair, what with everything she put it through
• she always jokes about how her hair is like straw now or something
• zuke reassures her that she's still cute, and helps her in maintenance
• she usually exudes top energy, but gets all flustered when zuke gets all soft on her
• she has itty bitties- she's barely able to fill in her tops ((another thing she's somewhat self conscious about))
• also somewhat flat tushy
• she can't dance this girl got no rhythm in her body
• she handles the finances and other business/marketing stuff of b2j ((she didn't take 2 years of accounting for nothing))
• even though she understands it pretty well, may can't speak smooth and fluent malay; she was raised in a kinda stuck up/eltist place, where she and her brother were taught english primarily
