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Selfishly Cater liked that her girlfriend was a shut in. To her, it meant she could keep her all to herself, have someone all for her. (okay,and Ortho but the baby Shroud is the exception to everything.)
Idia spending most of her time in her room meant Cater could witness moments just for them, every little reaction and face just for her. On her phone, hidden carefully, were several carefully organised albums of pictures of the blue haired girl in the safety of her room or the moonlight the few times they sneaked out late at night.
Those moments… meant everything to her, so much so she couldn’t even imagine daring to share with anyone else. All hers… just how she liked it.
One of the many nights Cater had managed to sneak into her girlfriends dorm, she found herself propped up against some pillows while Idia was curled on her lap. Both of them were on their phones, Cater doom-scrolling and Idia playing some rhythm game.
The room was silent aside from the low humming of the equipment and the tapping of their screens. Quiet, peaceful… theirs.
During this, Cater chanced small glances at the other girl, unable to help the soft smile on her face at the sight.
With her tongue poking out slightly, Idia’s eyes were narrowed as she focused, tapping quickly at the screen. The ends of her hair turned red as she kept going, the flames becoming warmer the more she did.
Then…
Idia groaned, glaring at her phone with frustration. Her tongue escaped back into her mouth, as her blue lips formed a pout.
“Stupid level, why have that note there of all places makes the entire thing pointless and practically ruins the song as well! Nvm the fact I can’t level up anything else until I finish this stupid thing and already tried every bonus and item bonus combination that would actually work and of course!” she ran a hand through her hair as her rant went on, the red spreading as she did “it’s a main story game too! So it’s not like I can skip it!”
The housewarden turned her head, looking to her girlfriend.
Cater just about died at the sight before her.
Idia, pouting petulantly with red tinging the ends of her hair and pale skin flushed with anger as she prepared to rant once again… only to be cut off with a kiss.
Without a moments hesitation, Cater kissed her, preventing her from speaking and then pulling away to kiss her again. And again. And again.
Quickly the red flames turned to pink, phones dropped down onto the bed below. The redhead found herself cupping that gorgeous flush face and bombarding her with kisses.
“So freaking cute,” she muttered with a kiss to her girlfriend’s eyebrow “who gave you the right” a kiss to the nose “to be the most adorable person ever!” a peppering of kisses to the cheek.
“C-Cater!” Idia cried out, hair now turning more of a fuchsia colour “w-what are you-?” “and,” she cut off again “you keep denying it which makes you cuter and so damn happy it’s all mine.”
They kissed again, phones completely forgotten to the side as they shifted their position, moving Idia to now be straddling her. With the room lights dimmed, the pink glow of the Shroud’s hair filled the room, illuminating them both.
“So freaking cute,” Cater muttered “#sounfair #soluckyyourallmine #iwannamarryyoualready.”
Any protests or questions were cut off with more kisses. Not that Idia was complaining.