MONOMA NEITO PLEASE? (Scenario) monoma and y/n go to sleepover with class 1b squad and they're one sleeping bag short and have to share one+are the only ones awake having the longest convo when he realizes he has way more than a crush on them. They fall asleep in each other embrace and wake up after everyone the squad took pics and ship them so harddd. INCLUDING FLUSTERED MONOMA MY FAV ;))))) I love your blog and o need more monoma :,)
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Oh, come to the sleep over, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. Monoma’s eye twitches as you look at the one sleeping bag left in the corner of the room. One sleeping bad isn’t a problem. The problem is the two pairs of eyes starting at that same sleeping bag. Monoma look over at you, the other pair of eyes, the person that he is expected to share the sleeping bag with. He turns his head to the class president, sitting in her own sleeping bag and plaiting her long strawberry blonde hair into a braid for the night.
“Kendo, I didn’t think you could be so vindictive. Who’d have known such sweet girl could be so ruthless,” Momona laughs, “To think, you’d still be upset about something petty like a toy spider in your coffee. Shouldn’t it be beneath you?”
Kendo turns her head and smiles, “I don’t know what your talking about, Monoma. Sleep well!”
She lays back in her sleeping bag, pulling it to her chin and snuggling in. Sweat rolls down his neck. This can’t be real. Of course, he’d have to share a sleeping bag with you. He’d rather share one with Tetsutetsu and deal with his abominable snoring than sleep with you … the beautiful, elegant you, of all people.
“Let’s get to bed, Monoma-kun,” you say as you settle yourself into the sleeping bag.
He hesitates, but climbs into the sleeping bag with you. Your faces are mere inches apart. He can feel your breath ghost over his lips and smell the minty scent of your toothpaste. You are staring at him with your plump lips slightly parted. Monoma decides to focus on your nose instead. It’s easier than looking into your doe-like eyes or staring at your glossy lips.
“Please be gentle with me Monoma-kun,” you say bashfully, “This is my first time sleeping with a boy.”
“I’m only joking.”
“You aren’t funny.”
“Oh, I’m hilarious, Monoma-kun.”
The blond looks off to the side. You are grinning at Monoma.
“Say, Monoma-kun, is that your cellphone or are you just happy to see me?”
Monoma almost pales as his eyes flicker downward. There is no way that he …
“Gotcha again. Boy, you almost looked scared for a second, huh, Monoma-kun?” you giggle.
Monoma wants to scowl. He wants to say something witty back, but he is at a loss for words around you. As he always is. Somehow, you always managed to steal the words right off his tongue. And that is quite a feat when it comes to the Monoma Neito. You smile at him. He is glad for the darkness of the room. Otherwise, you most likely would’ve teased him for it.
“Monoma-kun,” you whisper sing before rattling off something cutely dumb.
The two of you continue your banter back and forth. You, saying something suggestive or trivial, and him, responding with a scoff or blush. Even in the darkness, he can see the whiteness of your teeth as you grin at him. You keep up your conversation until sleep finally weighs down your eyes. Monoma freezes when you move closer to him, pressing your face to his chest. He slowly wraps an arm around your waist and falls asleep with his nose against your forehead.
“Don’t wake them up.”
“This is adorable.”
“I’m so posting this.”
“I ship this so hard.”
“Yeah, it’s nice to see him with his mouth shut for once.”
“Monoma is so lucky getting to sleep with a girl!”
“We should respect their privacy.”
“We should hold this over their heads for the rest of their lives.”
“Guys, be quiet!”
“Oh, crap, he’s waking up.”
The rest of Class B scrambles back to their sleeping bags, feigning sleep when Monoma finally opens his eyes. You are snuggled against him with your. You look calm and relaxed against him. He blushes at your sleeping face. Looking around, he sees his classmates are still asleep. Pressing a kiss to your forehead, he settles back and brings you closer to his body. You shift, but allow yourself to be held with a small smile on his face. The other members of Class B hold their chests while covering their mouths.