New Home, New Life?

Cicilia had been in high spirits ALLLL day since the two of them had made plans for Sayumi to move in. To be honest, she hadn't expected her to agree... and so enthusiastically too but then, her lover had proven to be ALL FULL of surprises. She'd acquired a copy of her hotel-room key and gave it to her girlfriend, letting her know that ANYTIME she was ready to move her stuff in was fine with her. Any time at all.

With all that being said, Cicilia had been at work for the past... 5... 6 hours, taking orders and waiting tables. T'was about 4 pm in the afternoon and despite feeling more alive than she had in.... ever, she was also quite wasted... Her tips were not as great as they should've been, the customers were more... touchy than usual and her boss threw a fit her way over something that wasn't even her fault. What normally would've been a trial of the German's patience was merely a tax on her energy today. A benefit of actually being happy BEFORE work.

Making her way home, Cicilia sent a whole bunch of "<3" and kissy emojis to Sayumi's phone, blowing it up similarly as she had done to her phone on one of their more memorable days... She smiled softly as she sent each and every heart, a warm glow in her chest as she stared at that name in her "contacts" list... She couldn't even imagine what her life would be like without her...

"Hmm..." She mused, slipping her phone back into her pocket. "Wonder how much stuff Sayumi has to move in anyway..."

Sayumi hadn't done a whole lot of moving yet. Mostly because she would need to pack up her things and rent a vehicle. She didn't own a car, and wasn't terrible interested in becoming a pack mule so that would have to wait for later. She had however brought a few things with her and done some shopping. Cicilia had said she was free to come and go as she pleased, and that she should treat the apartment as her home. Which to Sayumi had been the green light to turn the rather drab and unadorned living space into something more lively. As much as she loved the bean bag chair, it didn't do much to tie the room together, or the apartment as a whole.

The first thing to go were the curtains. A uninteresting shade of beige that wasn't doing the place any favors. She had taken down the curtains for her current apartment to bring them here. She even got them all hung. They were a deep shade of red with some flowery stitch work throughout making them look vaguely like a yellow/gold vines were woven throughout. They had replaces all the windows save for the kitchen and the bathroom. She would need to buy new ones for those. In the bedroom she had left a dufflebag filled to bursting with as much of her clothes as she could fit.

She hadn't been able to get much done, yet. A few bags were piled in the corner filled with various easy to install shelves and pegs. Some of her sewing supplies, a few rolls of cloth, most of what she could manage on the two bus trips she had taken between her apartment and here. She had found the refrigerator in a woeful state and saw fit to stock it with a few things. Fruits, mainly strawberries and apples. A few different jars of various preserves, orange juice (no pulp) and milk in both a normal 2% variety and a gallon of whole chocolate milk... she liked to indulge on occasion. She also bought a few other food items like surplus bag of rice, peanut butter(chunky), and more boxes of a variety local cookies than she would like to admit... she was hungry at the time so bought more than what she should have.

It had been a very busy day, but productive. Enough so she felt she owed herself a treat. After a bit of digging around she booted up the television and that Smash game Cicilia had been playing. Withe everything loaded she slipping out of her stuffy winter street clothes she stole a plain blue T-shirt and some of what she assumed were Cicilia's training shorts she settled onto the couch with a freshly cracked open box of cookies.

It was time to begin her training. She had decided to buckle down and try to get decent at the game. As most of Cicilia's other games seemed to be focused on one versus one combat, this one was something they could play together, as a team. The roster large roster was slightly intimidating, so she floated around a bit until surrendering to familiarity and just picking Pikachu, from watching Cicilia she remembered how to select their colors, or in this case, headgear and gave the small lightning rodent some goggles. She would need them for how high she was about to take off!

It had been maybe five rounds against a four man free for all against level 3 CPUs before she drifted off on the couch. The control lay on the beanbag chair having fallen from her hands, and she was curled up clutching a half eaten box of cookies. The assorted  cast of Smash were clapping for Mewtwo, the round's latest victor, while Mario, Lucas looked on in their respective second and third place. Pikachu loomed in the shadows, last among them with one kill and far too many suicides to his name. Thankfully she had been playing on the timed setting, or else her practice would have been rather short. Her phone which had been left unattended on the kitchen counter had found it's way into the sink, vibrated across the counter with spammed notifications from Cicilia's emoji spam. Thankfully the sink was not only empty, but dry. Be brave phone. Someone will save you.

No responses...? Huh. Sayumi must've been REALLY busy with something. The boxer made her way up to the apartment, eager to just flop out on the her squishy little beanbag chair and relax... Lord knew she deserved a rest... Opening the door, the German's eyes widened in surprise. Her curtains... they were gone! And replaced with new ones... It wasn't like she approved of them, after all they made her eyes ache with how completely plain they were but still... She had gotten used to their presence... If it wasn't pleasing, they were at least comforting to the boxer, knowing that they would mark her home... How did she feel about it...? Not mad, persay... One would have to have the shortest fuse in the world to get angry over some drapes. More like... frustrated. And where did they all go...? They were nowhere in sight at least from the door... There were also several bags lying about the room filled with various things the boxer didn't care to check out immediately. For a second, she thought she'd just walked into another room before her sanguine eyes fell on the only two seemingly consistent things: Her Beanbag and her game-systems... No... she was home... but who was responsible for this? House-cleaning? In her own exhaustion, Cicilia had completely forgotten about her offer for Sayumi to move her stuff and it was only when she saw her lavender cutie flopped out of the couch did realize just who was responsible...

Cicilia sighed heavily, shaking her head. She careful to not make any noise as she moved further into the apartment, gently slipping off her shoes and leaving them by the door. So she'd been doing a little redecorating, hadn't she? Poor girl looked so worn out... The last thing she wanted to do was disturb her. The boxer would slip back to her room and out of this STUPID maid's outfit, assuming she didn't awaken Sayumi (if she was even asleep). Slipping into a dark red loose t-shirt and short-shorts, the boxer considered the shower for a moment but in the end, decided against it... WAY too tired to stand under the warm, calming rain... She might just fall asleep in there. No, instead she'd slip back into the living room following the sound of a certain phone, confused that it was NOWHERE NEAR Sayumi... Practically sneaking into the kitchen, Cicilia found, much to her shock, that it was sitting IN THE SINK near the garbage disposal, luckily dry with no water surrounding it. Rolling her eyes, the boxer took the phone from it's precarious perch and set it on the counter, returning to the couch. She gazed down upon her lover softly, gently nudging her shoulder in an effort to wake her... Was... was she wearing her shirt...? And pants? AND was she clutching a box of cookies??? The German smiled softly, a light pink blush flashing across her cheeks. She was so adorable... even more-so while snoozing... It was impossible to describe just how lucky she felt to know that she was hers...

"Hey..." She'd whisper softly, leaning in and giving Sayumi a soft peck on the lips. "Move over..."

If she did so, scooting further into the couch to make room, the German would crawl in with her, wrapping her arms around the other girl and holding her close... cradling her like she was the most precious thing in the world... She'd deal with the T.V. later... Right now she just needed to curl up with the girl she loved.

Sayumi didn't so much as open her eyes at the gentle sound of Cicilia's voice, the peck on her cheeks caused her to stir slightly. What a nice dream... it felt so real.  She yawned cutely, scooting back lazily on the couch, only really half, if then that much, aware what was happening. Even despite this, she found the replacement of the forgotten box of cookies with Cicilia to be a favorable exchange. "Mmm..." She sleeply wrapped her own arms around Cicilia, nuzzling against the woman as the boxer held her close. Smile worked its way onto her lips as she snuggled with her lover, slowly coming out of her sleepy haze enough to piece together this was actually happening.

"Hey... Welcome home." She spoke in a soft sleepy voice, blinding nuzzling at Cicilia. She lazily draped a leg over the other girl. "How was... work?" She had to think why Cicilia hadn't been home for a second there, still noticeably groggy. Her fingers pawed gently at the sleep of the other girl's T-shirt, likely checking to see if she had still been wearing her uniform. Even half asleep she had the wherewithal to tease the girl about the outfit if she had still been wearing it.

Cicilia smiled softly as Sayumi returned her embrace, nuzzling her nose right back as she drifted out of sleep and the German began drifting into it. She snuggled her sweetheart ever so softly, her warmth relaxing her the boxer's muscles, her presence taking LOADS off her mind. She softly ran her fingers through her beautiful lavender hair, feeling the silky threads run over her skin... Cicilia blushed ever so softly as Sayumi welcomed her home... like... their home... That... would take some getting used too... but in a good way to be sure. Having her girlfriend here to welcome her every day... to kiss and hold her... to snuggle up with her like they were doing now... Cicilia smiled softly and placed a small kiss on Saymi's lips.

"Fine..." She responded to her inquiry, her voice heavy with drowsiness. "Like what you've done with the place... looks nice..." The German's lids fell like a curtain over her eyes, sleep finally establishing control. The pawing at her t-shirt made Cicilia giggle, having a small idea as to what she was actually doing. Heh.... Too bad... she thought ahead and already took her uniform off... She wouldn't be teased today. No sir.

"Mmmh.... Don't mind me..." Cicilia mumbled tiredly, ever so softly pressing her forehead against her girlfriend's. "Nnnnh.... Go back to sleep..." With that, the boxer would be tugged deep into dreamland, the stories told through her dreams being of the warm and kind. She was so soft... So comfortable... She was perfect...

Sayumi curled herself up around Cicilia, snuggling close. As Cicilia pressed her head to hers, she leaned into to give her girlfriend a small sleepy kiss. Nevermind it missed most of the usual marks, accidentally giving one of Cicilia's closed eyes peck. "Mmm, too late, already minding you... cant stop me." She sighed contently with a tiny yawn.

Going back to sleep sounded better than trying to be more productive. She nuzzled and cooed cutely against Cicilia before settling back in to sleep within the boxer's loving embrace. "Sounds good."

Cicilia would awaken a few hours later with Sayumi in her arms, the lavender cutie wrapped all around her like she was the girl's teddy-bear. She loved the feeling... The warm, truly rested sensation when you sleep beside someone you care about... The sound of your heart in your ears as you gaze upon their soft features... The blush it brings to your cheeks when you see them sleeping in your arms... Cicilia loved it all. She felt like she's just gone to heaven and had everything she ever wanted... Too bad the two of them had lives, though... They had work to do this evening (and by now it was the evening) but that could be put off until later... Right now she was content with just cuddling up with her snugglebunny...

Once Sayumi woke as well, the boxer would smile softly and pull her in for a quick kiss, something she didn't quite get around too before she passed out.

"Good morning...ish..." She greet after breaking their contact, her sanguine gaze matching Sayumi's soft aqua. She'd move her arms from around her back up to gently around her neck, pulling them a tad closer as they lay there together. "How did you sleep...?

Unless roused by Cicilia prematurely, she would stay sound asleep for some time. Shifting with the boxer, grasping onto her, nuzzling against her. It all seemed part of just how she slept. There was a pillow or two back at her apartment that could attest to the fact, crushed around the middle from being curled up with. When she eventually woke it would have been with a yawn, burying her head in Cicilia's chest simply because of where it was in relation to her, too sleepy still to even understand what she was doing. As far as she was concerned the woman was just another pillow at this point and time. "Five more minutes." Came a muffled voice as she pressed up against her girlfriend.

Getting up was the hardest part of the morning... harder still when you napped mid day. Her entire schedule was going to be out of whack now. She answered the second question with grace and dignity. "Uuuuuughhhhbleeeeh." She finally pulled her head back fro the woman's bosom, staring up at her with one eye partly open. She seemed to be slightly confused for a few beats. Where she was. Why she was here... then it clicked. She gave Cicilia a small kiss on her chin, because everyplace else felt so far away. She laid her head back down with a sigh. "Okay... I'm up... I think."

Cicilia laughed at her reactions, hugging her a little closer. God, she was cute... It was like everything Sayumi did reminded her why she was so in love... She was strong... cute... Sweet... patient. She let out a soft sigh, not willing to let her go just yet.

"You're adorable, you know that?" Cicilia asked, giving her sweetheart a soft kiss on her forehead. Couldn't quite reach her lips since her lips. She could stay like this for hours if they had that kind of time. It was moments like these that really helped her relax and appreciate their relationship. The fact they could do this kind of stuff together was so nice... so natural... She stared down at Sayumi through lidded eyes, weighing her options... Could she stay there forever with her... Or should she move... Decisions, decisions...

Sadly, the two of them had work to do... She wasn't going to let Sayumi do ALL the redecorating herself, not while the two of them were living together. Not at all...she gave her girlfriend one last kiss on the forehead before untangling herself from her sweetheart and rolling out off the couch, this time actually managing to get to her feet instead of falling to the floor.

Cicilia let out a soft yawn as she went into the kitchen, looking for something to snack on before they started. Opening the fridge, she found that the shelves were full of a whole bunch of new goodies including chunky peanut butter, (ugh...) strawberries and several other goodies. For the first time her fridge was actually PACKED. Did Sayumi buy all this...? She had too... food just doesn't appear in fridges, as utopian as that might've been. After digging around a bit, careful not to misplace anything, Cicilia poured herself a glass of orange juice... then pouring another one for her sweetheart. If she hadn't gotten up by this point, The German would return to the couch and hand the lavender cutie her glass before taking a sip from her own. Might as well be fully awake before they did renovations.

Leaving the couch had been easier said than done. While Cicilia had dislodged herself from Sayumi, the other girl was less than willing to part. Clinging to the boxer as she scooting off the couch to stand, had dragged Sayumi along enough where she half hung over the side of the couch yawning again. She didn't do naps well. When she went to sleep it was an all in afair. "Mmm... What time is it?"

She stared down at the floor with one eye, slowly crawling her way backwards to sprawl out along the couch, taking up as much space as humanly possible as she stretched out. She smacked her lips together softly, a bit dry, she sucked them into her mouth to temporarily wet them again.

She could hear Cicilia rooting around the kitchen already too late to warn the girl she called over to her. " I did some shopping." She draped her arms up over her face, shutting out the apartment lights. She remained like this until Cicilia's footsteps returned to her. Parting her arms she peeked up at the offered glass. It was time to get up for real she supposed.

She lurched forward, sitting up on the couch still visibly groggy as she blinked the sleep.from her eyes. "Thank you." She chirped quietly, her normal level of energy hadn't ret returned to her. "Nom." She clamped her lips on to the of her glass, sipping quietly as her eyes slowly opened.