The early rays of sunlight peeked through the slightly open window, washing the room in a gentle golden hue. Punch was still snoozing at the foot of the bed, lightly twitching in a dream. Meanwhile, under the blanket, Riku Kazehaya's arms were wrapped tightly around Aika Hoshino—again.
"Good morning, Riku," Aika said, her voice a soft whisper laced with amusement and mild embarrassment.
"Hmm... morning…" Riku mumbled sleepily, nuzzling closer into her.
"Stop grabbing me in your sleep!" she blurted out, her cheeks red. "It's embarrassing!"
Riku blinked, slowly waking up. His hands instinctively moved away from her body. "S-Sorry… But you turned me into this kind of guy."
She narrowed her eyes playfully. "So I made you a breast-grabber in your sleep?"
"Unintentionally," he yawned. "Also, you're warm and soft… I can't help it."
Aika rolled onto her back, stretching lazily. "Hey… What do you think stands out the most on me? My breasts or my butt?"
Riku blinked, looked at her seriously for a moment, then replied without hesitation, "Your thighs."
Aika turned toward him, clearly surprised. "Really?"
"Yeah," he said with a small smile. "You always wear shorts at home… it's hard not to notice."
Aika smirked and got out of bed. "Because of your answer…" she grabbed an oversized white t-shirt from her closet and slipped it over her head, "I'm only wearing this and panties from now on. No more shorts."
Riku almost choked. "What?!"
She grinned. "You love my thighs, right? Enjoy the view."
"But what if someone sees us like this?"
Aika looked over her shoulder, dead serious. "Then they'll know we're dating. Let them."
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Later That Morning
Riku walked into the kitchen, still in pajamas, only to find Aika humming a tune while making toast. True to her word, she was wearing only an oversized t-shirt—barely covering her thighs.
Punch tilted his head, staring up in confusion before trotting over to Riku as if to say, Control your woman, Dad.
"You're seriously not gonna wear anything else?" Riku asked, sitting at the table.
"Nope," Aika replied, popping a piece of toast in her mouth. "Comfort over rules. Plus, you said you liked it."
"I said I liked your thighs. Not that I wanted you walking around with 90% of them exposed all the time."
Aika placed a cup of coffee in front of him and kissed his cheek. "Too late now. I'm already committed."
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Evening Scene
That night, while curled up on the couch watching a movie, Aika leaned against Riku's chest, Punch asleep on her lap.
"Hey, Riku…" she whispered, "If I had asked that question and you said 'breasts' or 'butt' instead… what would've happened?"
Riku gave it some thought. "You'd probably stop wearing bras or walk around in yoga pants all day."
She laughed. "Correct. But now, you'll just have to live with oversized shirts and no shorts."
He sighed dramatically. "How tragic."
"You'll survive. And if not…" she whispered closer, "you can grab them again while you sleep."
Riku smirked. "Challenge accepted."