rakuen | Dormitories, Red 1-A

[Usually when Tougyu wakes up early, it's in a pool of his own sweat with a jaw so sore he can't even chew breakfast right. That's what the nightmares do to him.

Today, not only does he wake up early but he feels... rested. Calm. Wrong. As his lips curl into a wide frown, Tougyu shifts a little beneath the covers, wondering why this is and freezes when his legs encounter another pair. A soft, slender, decidedly effeminate pair. Only then does he become aware of another presence in his bed. A very close presence being that this is a single bed.

With a start, he shoots up in bed and throws back the sheets, ready to kick his intruder face first onto the floor. This plan is halted, however, when he spots a familiar mass of red hair and an equally familiar face. At the realization that it's only Himoto Sora, bane of the student council, Tougyu relaxes minutely and frowns at the redhead, irate. It's only after a moment of staring at her with a frown that he realizes something.

Himoto Sora is wearing a bra. With a frown, Tougyu reaches forward, fully intending to remove it due to the fact that men should not wear women's underwear, (and who knew Sora was a pervert?) only to pause when his palm encounters the soft, tender flesh of...

No.

No way.

Not- he gingerly touches it once more with his fingertip, as if to reaffirm what he felt. Then a last time just to be sure. Then, after a long moment of staring, Tougyu withdraws his hand and lets it rest on his lap.]

... girl?

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[Sora is deeply, deeply asleep. She was up at some forsaken time in the morning, staring over at Tougyu's bed and wondering if he was hurt before coming to a decision and silently getting out of her own bed and trying to wake him. And whilst that didn't work, he seemed to calm down when she was touching him.

And that, according to Sora's particular brand of logic, had led to now. With his sudden movement, she mutters something and one arm snakes out to latch onto his wrist. Bonus: Not only is Sora a girl, but she's also a clingy sleeper.

The arm is starting to tug. Relentlessly and totally without any conscious effort from the girl it's attached to.]

[No. No tuggy. No- oh gaaaaaaaawd-!

Tougyu is tugging back without really thinking about it because he just does not want to be close to you right now, Sora. He's still comprehending the fact that you're genetically female.

AND IN HIS BED. Yes, getting away from you now seems like a capital idea. Tougyu is going to give a very hard yank now to try and get away.]

[which manages nothing in the 'getting away from Sora' category, but scores full points as an attempt to pull her over onto him. Which she does, still totally out of it. Flop. 10/10. Zzzzz.]

[And he can feel her- Her bra is rubbing on the bare skin of his- She is on top of him and between his leg-

We're sorry, but the number you are trying to reach is not available at this moment...

It's really quite a mystery of how long he remains like that, simply ramrod stiff and trying not to move, even if Sora drools on his chest. Moving right now is just... simply too dangerous.]

[Russel awoke groggy. He hadn't slept well because he was still annoyed with this entire building's existence, and he and Fletcher had spent the evening weighing their options. They hadn't come up with anything.

So when he rolled over, and pushed himself up to start to get out of bed, he stopped. What was going on in that bed over there? He was in freeze frame too, only he glared at Tougyu and Sora.]

What. The. Fuck.

[Even at Russel's cussing, Tougyu doesn't move. At best, his fingers give a little twitch and he remains staring at the ceiling, growing redder by the minute. Clearly, he is not enjoying this one bit.

Actually, it would be safe to say that he's suffering a sort of mental break down.]

[He finally got up and, in very typical pajamas, strode over to the pair on the bed. He pulled a blanket off of another bed as he went. He tossed it on top of Sora and Tougyu, shrouding them entirely from view.]

....Perverts...

[The next sounds Tougyu heard were of Russel getting his clothes together and heading for the bathroom to shower and change.]

[the sudden weight means that Sora frowns, mumbles something into Tougyu's chest, then rolls off in a sudden flail of limbs, taking all of the blanket with her.

And then she wakes up, which is probably worse. Yawns, stretches, gets more tangled in the blanket, turns her head--]

Ah, Tougyu! You're in my bed...?

[okay, so we're not entirely at 'awake' yet.]

[Roused by the Russel's shuffling around the room, Yuki sits up and rubs her eyes, awake now]

[and then she saw Sora and Tougyu]

[she only manages to squeak a bit]

[~~Russel, why have you abandoned him!?~~

The minute Sora is on the floor, Tougyu sits upright and gets off the bed, completely ignoring both girls. Instead, he goes over to a small corner he's designated for his dolls and just.

Sits there.

Facing them.

If anyone bothers to get close to him, they might hear a soft, barely audible chant of "girl?" over and over.]

[Sora blinks, and tracks his progress across the room. And then stares at him for a moment, as all the gears click into place.

Into the wrong places.]

You were having a bad dream, so... Um. [HELPLESS LOOK AT YUKI] What's going on?

[Yuki gives Sora a look that says "why would I know I just woke up!"]

Sora, are you okay?

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