[Sleepy hugs are best hugs because they mean cozy cuddles! Which is what Usagi is doing at the moment since of all the girls, she's the most physically affectionate with Minako by far. She rests her head on Minako's shoulder and closes her eyes, her gifts on the side for now.]
Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. [She was just up early because even Orion in her bed couldn't make her forget the loss of Mamoru during the holidays.
[Rei beams at that response, closing up her book and tucking it away on a nightstand. Sitting up straighter, she smirks like a cat that's got cream and crooks a finger. The air around her brightens, a few daisies bursting to bloom on the floor. Come closer, said the spider to the fly...]
I figured I'd surprise you tonight. It's been so dreadfully cold lately, so I thought perhaps you'd like to sleep together sometimes.
[She means it perfectly innocently, just like the cabin. But she realizes after she's said it that Minako is Minako, and will probably...]
Just sleep, you know. Like on your birthday?
[admittedly that had been more than sleep but she hoped Minako would get the idea and not make it weird.]
Mamoru and I certainly did. Though, that's not really a good gauge for things. [At least they got brainwashed together?] But you tell me, does Rei-chan seem like the sort? [She's the senshi of passion, it wouldn't be too far of a stretch.]
Ah! [Usagi perked up at the sight of the box.] Ready ready!
[She foregoes fancy knife work and serves two simple slices, passing one into Rei's hand first, then her own. She holds the slice for a moment, smiling down at it, then collects a small bite-sized portion on her fingertip. She smiles deviously.]
I...I think so. She has her ways of surprising me. But here, open!
[Usagi's boxes are ready to go! The small one contains two crystal roses in pink, with loops designed to fit around her odango. The larger box contains a blanket dark as the night sky, with ten specific colored stars orbiting.]
[Usagi wastes no time, and her eyes widen as she gently picks up the roses and begins putting them in her hair, only to then run her hand along the blanket.]
It's so soft! [She smiled and then handed Minako her own gifts. "To my precious loving friend. ♥" Minako will be receiving something a bit fancy, a short, but flowing dress, but there's a fun metal bracelet that is a bit more casual.] Merry Christmas, Minako-chan!
[This is still pretty awkward for him, even if he did get told by Usagi herself that Minako talks to people about this stuff all the time. It's still someone he doesn't know.
He clears his throat.]
Hi. My name's Arden. Usagi said I was supposed to talk to you?
Well, about how a couple of people have been trying to tell me the ways you know if you're in love with someone, and vice versa, or it's just because you're friends and I don't know any better because I'm an idiot.
[Self deprecation sometimes gets him through awkward moments.]
[He mumbles it but is starting to think maybe if 3 people have said that, then it might have some merit. Maybe.]
Uhm, well, it's weird because... how I would describe him now isn't how I'd have described him when we first met. But a big part of that is because I have these fake memories - so I thought our first meeting was as kids, but it was only a couple of months ago. We finally started talking all of that out.
But ... okay, there's two big things that happened I guess.
[Aside from him dying and coming back and fighting and literally all of that huge mess he inflicted on himself. But two big things when it comes to this weird feeling he's got.]
One day we were hanging out and things just sort of... made me more relaxed, I guess? We started acting like we'd really known each other our whole lives, the way my fake memories were but better. Somehow that made me want to kiss him, but then I stopped when that made us both nervous.
So I backed off for awhile. Then we met up again and hung out at my place so he could recover from using powers and stuff, like the dunamis but even more. Anyway, he took a nap and I... napped with him? In my bed. When he woke up, both of us much calmer, we finished talking about my weird memories. I got really upset, but I knew I would, and he did too. After that it was like... I don't know, I didn't want a kiss, I just wanted to stay like that - I had my head in his lap and his hands were in my hair. And that was enough.
[He thinks the first is an example of love and the second one isn't, like he went from love to friendship.]
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