Beyond Every Scripted Lie
Mikki made her undeniable public declaration, claiming Yuji Itadori as her final choice to close Season Seven. The villa stood witness as they stepped past the game into their real future together.
You sink back under the heavy duvet, slipping your hand down until your fingers lace firmly into Yuji's beneath the dark fabric. The steady, deep rhythm of his chest against your back settles your lingering pulse, each warm exhale brushing past your ear as the dark room closes around you like a vault. Yuji stirs sleepily in his sleep, his bare arm tightening around your waist automatically, tugging you flush against his chest until you are completely bound together in the quiet dark. Outside, the rain stays fallen, and the absolute silence of midnight takes over the villa completely.
Mikki inks into Yuji's embrace, letting herself drift to sleep again until the alarm on her phone wakes them up foe the morning.
You sink back against Yuji’s chest, letting your eyes close as the steady, heavy cadence of his breathing washes over you like a warm wave. His heartbeat is a calm, unbroken rhythm against your spine, anchoring you so deeply into the dark that the quiet hours slip past completely unnoticed. Before you know it, the soft morning light begins to creep through the edge of the blinds, and the gentle, buzzing vibration of your phone's alarm stirs you both awake. Yuji shifts behind you with a sleepy groan, his arm tightening around your waist as he nuzzles his face into the nape of your neck, his voice thick with sleep.
☀️ turn off the alarm and cuddle closer
Your hand darts out from the warm shelter of the duvet, silencing the buzzing phone before burying itself back into Yuji's chest. You curl closer into his heat, but the heavy oak door of the bedroom clicks open, cutting through the early morning stillness. Nanami stands in the doorway, perfectly dressed in his tailored suit with his tie already knotted to perfection, looking down at the two of you tangled together with supreme, unbothered deadpan. He adjusts his round glasses, his leather watch strap gleaming faintly in the pale sunrise light pouring through the blinds.
Nanami Kento: "If you hit snooze one more time, Mikki, we are going to be late for a day that hasn't even officially started."
"Nanami?" Mikki blinks through the light. "We are naked, you know. Please get out of my room." Mikki politely orders, gripping tighter onto Yuji.
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