Mio's Bedroom

Mio laughed when he asked why he had to move, he sounded kind of like a child when he did that, it was adorable. She tapped her feet gently on his chest when he placed them there and curled her toes, careful not to scratch him. "I'll just take some pain pills in the morning for it. Then it should be fine." Or at least that's what she was hoping for anyway. She watched as his eyes glanced around the room, taking everything in, and she shook her head. They would forever be soldiers no matter where they went, that much was sure. When he asked about the fourth her eyes darted toward her calender, and noting that it was tomorrow she let out a quiet curse. "That's Suki's birthday. I need to figure out what we're going to do. Shit." She watched as he moved around to lay the correct way on the bed and she snuggled up to his side, letting her eyes fall closed as she ran through ideas in her mind.

Fubuki made an 'oof' sound when Mio tapped her feet against his chest. He tickled them before he was laying next to her. "I hope that will be enough to make you feel better." He frowned a bit and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to him. He did not want to let her go it seemed, he always had some part of him holding onto some part of her. He closed his eyes and leaned his head into her hair, breathing in her scent and smiling. "Suki's birthday? That sounds great! We should do something for her. How old is she turning? Twenty two?" He asked curiously, knowing that Mio was two years older than her sister, though she had stopped herself from aging when she turned 21 so she could be they could look the same age together. Maybe the would even grow again with each other, he wasn't sure if she wanted to or not, her sister was a werewolf so she must grow old, unless maybe he did not know enough about werewolves yet and was in for a surprise.