The morning sun filtered through Yuri’s curtains, casting soft patterns across the bed where she and Akari lay tangled in each other’s arms. The warmth of Akari’s body pressed against hers felt like an anchor, grounding Yuri in a moment she never wanted to end. Their robes from the night before lay discarded on the floor, replaced by the comfort of an oversized blanket. Yuri’s fingers traced absent patterns on Akari’s arm, her heart still buzzing from the confessions they’d shared under the moonlight.Akari stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet Yuri’s. A sleepy smile curved her lips. “Morning, Chan,” she murmured, her voice husky with sleep. “You’re staring again.”Yuri blushed but didn’t look away. “Can’t help it,” she admitted, her voice soft. “You’re here, it’s real.”Akari’s smile widened, and she leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to Yuri’s forehead. “Very real,” she said, her tone teasing but warm. “Now, about those pancakes I promised.”Yuri laughed, the sound easing the nerv
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