you make my dreams // himeko & kaito
Himeko sighed as she once again turned over in her bed–it was impossible to sleep with so much shouting going on. She couldn’t quite remember the last time she had to attempt to sleep against the sound of arguing. All she knew was it had to be a few years at least. The dark haired girl squeezed close the red bear she cherished so much. How was she supposed to get any sleep like this?She thought about it for a moment–she could always call Luchia and as if she could come over. But she felt bad over the idea; it was late, after all.
Himeko pondered over it for a moment, giving the bear another squeeze before an idea came over her and she sat up in her bed. She could always call Kaito. He was her boyfriend; wasn’t she supposed to turn to him in need? Himeko wanted to. Which was brave for her, because she realized this meant spending the night at his house. At a boy’s house. Which was something she’d never done before–but how could she? She’d never even had a boyfriend before. The only house she spent the night at that didn’t belong to a relative was Luchia’s. Himeko bit down on her bottom lip. Was it too much to ask of him? She wasn’t sure, but the feeling she had over the idea was incredibly strong. Himeko wanted his comfort and she was practically craving the attention and the feeling of security that he gave her. The dark haired girl was snapped out of her thoughts by the shouting and she sighed deeply. She had to do it. She needed Kaito.
So Himeko got up out of bed, zipped up a baggy hoodie to add some modesty to her cami top and shorts; then quickly packed a gym bag with just a few things–a change of clothes, a throw blanket, the red bear, her purse and a pillow. Himeko, being the naive girl she was, didn’t expect to share a bed with Kaito. She was too modest in mind to think of it herself and far too shy natured to suggest it. She packed her bag with the mindset that her resting place in Kaito’s home would be on a couch or the floor. She peeked outside of her bedroom door–while she didn’t hear arguing in that moment; didn’t mean it was done for good.
Himeko sighed as she exited her room and walked into the living room, heading for the door with hopes that her dad was in the kitchen and his girlfriend in the living room–she wouldn’t call her out, but her dad would. And unfortunately, her hopes had been in vain. “Where are you going?” Himeko heard her father ask, and she turned around with a smile. “Luchia’s! She called, and, um, you know all that happened with her dad and what not, I’d hate to turn her away just because it’s la–” Himeko’s dad didn’t have any reason to argue against that, so he waved his hand at the girl; “Right, go on.” She nodded and quickly left the apartment–sighing deeply after she was in the hallway. Himeko hadn’t lied about where she was going before, but she couldn’t possibly tell her dad she was hoping she was heading to her boyfriend’s, now could she?
She shook her head as she walked out of the apartment building–her relationship with Kaito had surely changed things in her life; and was certainly starting to bring her out of the shell she had lived in for as long as she can remember. Himeko sat down on a bench near the building; it being June, the weather was nice. The spring air was refreshing, and she loved it.
The dark haired girl pulled out her phone and for a moment, hovered her finger over the call button before she pressed it and held the phone to her ear. It rang a few times before she heard a sleepy hello–had she woken him up? “K-Kaito-kun?” Himeko couldn’t help the stutter, “I’m sorry, it’s l-late I know, but..” She sighed, “C-Can I come over? I can’t sleep here t-there’s so much shouting a-and and…”
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