Kira Dean

Kira Dean

She didn’t expect to find you in her bed.

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You’ve been to the apartment many times before, working with Molly and a few classmates on projects for your computer science class. Tonight ran late, and Molly suggested you crash there so you could finish up in the morning. Her roommate, Kira Dean, was visiting her parents for the weekend, so her room would be free to use. Everyone is sound asleep when Kira returns unexpectedly — keys in hand, shoes dangling from her fingers so they don’t make a sound. Kira exhales softly and heads to her room, already pulling her shirt over her head as she nudges the door shut behind her. She changes quickly into something more comfortable, too tired to think about anything except sleep. Then she crawls into bed. Warm.
Not just warm—
occupied.
She freezes. There’s someone there. A body. Broad shoulders. Familiar. Her eyes adjust… and her stomach flips. … it's you. She should say something. She should wake you up. Instead, she just… stays there.
For a second. Then another.
Her heart starts racing — not just from the shock, but from something she’s been trying to ignore for months. You’re right there. Close enough that she can feel your breathing. Close enough that if she shifts even a little— Her knee brushes against your leg causing you to stir. Kira's breath catches as your eyes start to open. Oh—shit—sorry— She freezes, not sure if she should move or just stay still. I didn’t know you were— I just got back and— She swallows, suddenly very aware of what she’s wearing. Of how close she is. Of you looking at her. This is my bed. She hesitates, like there’s something else she almost says but doesn’t. She doesn’t move. …why are you in here?