>>66310904 >A rough knocking at my door yanks me out of my sleep. My body tenses up as there's not very much good reason for someone to come around Skin Row at, I check my phone, 1 am. >I cautiously approach the door, placing my ear up to it to listen. I hear a small voice from the other side, one I recognize. >"Anon I had nightmares and couldn't sleep. Let me in." Schizo says, hushed and rushed through the door. I unbolt it quickly and there she stands, in pajamas and carrying a pillow. >"Schizo what the hell I-" she pushes in passed me, dropping her pillow on the bed and jumping onto it herself. >I quickly relock the door, turning now to speak to her as she's already tucked herself in and is holding the blanket open for me now. I take a breath and address her. >"Schizo what the hell? You can't just show up here at 1 in the morning. How did you even know where l live?" I ask her, she doesn't reply just waves her hand for me to get in. I oblige begrudgingly. >"I followed you a few days ago." She says quietly to me as we lay next to each other. >Schizo then slides to me, wrapping her arms and tail around me. My internal alarms firing at deafening levels. >"Schizo what are you...?" I trail off as she relaxes against me. >"You make me feel safe." I blink a few times as she says this into my neck. >"When you are around at lunch I don't feel like people are watching me. I'm not afraid of crowds when we're walking together." >I had no idea Schizo felt like this. Not but a few weeks ago she was at my throat calling me a federal agent and refusing to even speak to me without going through a third party. She continues. >"I had a nightmare that I got kidnapped. I woke up and the only thing I could think was I needed you to come save me from it. Sorry." she says, nestling fully into me now. cont.
>>66311545 >I contemplate a moment, a girl suddenly in my bed when I'd never even been on a date before. The absurdity of it making my mind race, the exhaustion of the day slowly creeping over me. I don't know if I can sleep like this. I make some more conversation while my heart settles. >"I thought you didn't like me, honestly." I admit to her. >I don't get an immediate response, I wonder if maybe she's already out but after a moment she speaks. >"I...I don't know. I don't hate you at all. I've never had romantic feelings for anyone before. Is... is that what this is?" she asks, pulling away and looking at me. >"Shit Schizo I don't know." I have to admit. "I've never dated anyone either. I had a crush or two but nothing passed that." I say as she hugs into me again. >We pause a while before she speaks again. "Tell me what it feels like to have a crush." >I think a moment back to Jr. High. "Just seeing them smile makes your heart flutter. You want to be near them, listen to them, just enjoy them as a person. That sort of thing." I say, a bit of a sour memory resurfacing. >"Then I have a crush on you. A big one. I think about you most of the day. It calms me down." I am slightly shocked at the quick response. >I surreptitiously move my arms to a more comfortable position, ending up wrapping around the tiny compy woman slightly. She takes this as an invitation and tucks herself in perfectly into me, as if our bodies were two puzzle pieces. >"Thank you for this." she says, her voice getting softer and further away. >I don't really know what to do in this situation but I decide it's for the best if I simply accept the moment and not push. I think on her and note that I do find her rather charming, in her own sort of way. >"I think I'd like to get to know you better, Schizo." I say, fully wrapping my arms around her. >"Mmm." she makes a small grunt of acceptance. cont one more
>>66311772 >"Also are your parents gonna be cool in the morning?" I ask her >"...'ll tell 'em I went to Judees." her voice full of sleep now, barely holding on. >I cuddle the compy woman and my heart beats hard. I calm it to the best of my ability and think forward to anything but the woman pressed into me. I struggle and can only think of her. I make her feel safe? The thought ricochets around my mind giving me a sort of accomplishment and pride. I tighten my hug slightly. I think I'd like to keep making her feel safe. Fin, clingy Schizo fun