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Advent Calendar Door 5: Momo/Sumire
Title: Under my protection
Pairing: Momo/Sumire
Rating: PG-13
Beta:
ivenclaire
Genre: slice of life, romance
Summary: It’s this side of Sumire he loves so much
Notes: Requested by
kitkaos.
When Sumire finally comes to bed, Momo snuggles against her. She smells nice after the bath she has taken, and her skin is so warm. He presses a sloppy kiss against her neck, and she pats his head affectionately.
Then, however, she squeals. “Your feet!”
Momo blinks, curling his toes slightly. His feet? What’s with them? “Hm?”
“They are ice-cold!”
Momo blinks for a moment, pondering over her words, then he smiles brightly. “It was cold today,” he explains while he wraps his arms around her. “The radiator of my dancing studio didn’t work. And we practised barefoot. It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay,” she huffs and kicks the blanket aside. The next thing he knows is that she jumps out of the bed, forces her reindeer wool socks on him, cooks tea and reprimands him the whole time.
It’s this side of Sumire he loves so much. While she is still preparing the tea – adding some sugar to it so that it will boost his circulation, he hugs her from behind, arms wrapped around her upper body tightly. “What?” she asks, obviously trying to sound cool, but her voice betrays her and shakes slightly.
Momo smiles and bites into her ear like every cute puppy would do in such a moment. “Nothing,” he chuckles.
Pairing: Momo/Sumire
Rating: PG-13
Beta:
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Genre: slice of life, romance
Summary: It’s this side of Sumire he loves so much
Notes: Requested by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
When Sumire finally comes to bed, Momo snuggles against her. She smells nice after the bath she has taken, and her skin is so warm. He presses a sloppy kiss against her neck, and she pats his head affectionately.
Then, however, she squeals. “Your feet!”
Momo blinks, curling his toes slightly. His feet? What’s with them? “Hm?”
“They are ice-cold!”
Momo blinks for a moment, pondering over her words, then he smiles brightly. “It was cold today,” he explains while he wraps his arms around her. “The radiator of my dancing studio didn’t work. And we practised barefoot. It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay,” she huffs and kicks the blanket aside. The next thing he knows is that she jumps out of the bed, forces her reindeer wool socks on him, cooks tea and reprimands him the whole time.
It’s this side of Sumire he loves so much. While she is still preparing the tea – adding some sugar to it so that it will boost his circulation, he hugs her from behind, arms wrapped around her upper body tightly. “What?” she asks, obviously trying to sound cool, but her voice betrays her and shakes slightly.
Momo smiles and bites into her ear like every cute puppy would do in such a moment. “Nothing,” he chuckles.