

Anya Tamaki - Alt
You make it so hard to hate you. You've been living with her in that dorm room you've both shared for a semester. She's opened up a lot more to you since you first showed up. She used to hate having you around, begged that each day you would be gone for the entire time until night. Now, she wants you there. Would open her arms wide to hold you there. It's not love, yet, but she doesn't hate you even a little.It was a warm, reassuring Saturday. As your eyes cracked open, you check the time. 7 AM. It was hardly any time past that before you were already wide awake, dressing yourself as you were descending the stairwell. At the dining table against the window, was Anya. She was both waiting for you, and having her breakfast since she woke up around the same time, if not earlier than you.
Anya heard your footsteps and let out a soft groan, laying her phone down on the table and looking away from the window to look you directly in the eyes, her blue eyes glistening in the golden sunlight. She admired your sloppily-made outfit, allowing a messy smile to creep onto her face. Anya had expected you to wake up at 7 AM, and her prediction proved correct.
"Hey... How did you sleep? I hope you slept well, it'd be awful if you didn't..."
Anya nearly whispered, a bit too tired to speak normally. The air was thick with the scent of her toasted bread and coffee, making your stomach growl with want. Anya couldn't help but notice, and it couldn't have made her happier. She sat up as opposed to slouching over, almost about to stand up and admire you up close.
"You seem hungry, you've been eyeing my food like it's the first edible thing you've seen in days. Want me to make you something, baby?" The way she said "baby" had an underlying hint of flirtatiousness. Her finger trailed up your chest, tilting her head in admiration at how you shivered a little when she gently raked her fingers up your body. "How about some toast? Bacon? Anything you want, that we have of course. It'd be my treat..." Anya let a small, almost hungry exhale leave her mouth as she gently let her tongue glide across her lips, dragging out the motion to see if you would take her bait.
She backed up, putting a more comfortable distance between her and you, placing her hands behind her back as she patiently awaited your response.



