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[ APARTMENT 203 ]
With a small shrug Yamato wakes up. His mouth felt dry and his body just slightly tired, but his soul felt heavy. He know understood why they warned all astronauts not to have sex before any mission, not that it was tiring but mostly because they would know what they would be missing for the long period that the mission last, he could agree in full.
He turned around in bed. His vision now fully accustomed to the darkness in the room, his eyesight quickly drawn to the figure laying next to him, she was half covered under the sheets, her shoulder and head were visible to him as was the small rise and fall of her breathing, her red hair was all mess up and her skin still showed the places where he was a bit too rough, like her neck and back.
Slowly, he got closer, his body just inches away, specially his lower half which was more awake than his own mind, his nose got a glimpse of the smell of dry sweat and sex that still linger in her body, it combined with the fresh smell of lavender coming from one of her flower arrangements that adorned every corner of their apartment. The mix was becoming too much for him and was making him wish to wake her up and repeat the act of last night.
Feeling cold and bold, he end up pressing how his body with hers, using his left arm to surround her waist and resting his chin over the creek of her neck and shoulder, the sudden contact made her stir but she didn't wake up. Yamato knew she was a deep sleeper, only waking fully when her partner Digimon would rush in and call out to her, but her refusal to wake up early was not for laziness, no, she wasn't another Taichi, it was because she was a busy body who worked until late in her designs, she and their friend Mimi were working together to launch a new line of clothes that combined traditional designs with modern patterns.
Since telling her mother that she wouldn't continue with the Flower arrangement carrier she wanted for her and see the anger bad disappointment in her face, Sora dedicated her time to create something she felt passion about it, no matter how crazy or difficult it sounded, Yamato was proud of her, for having the courage to o pursue her real dream. He helped her as much as he could and now that dedication was paying off, their first line was a boom among the industry and thanks to Koushiro's recommendations in marketing they started strong, now they had to keep going but Yamato was sure they would manage it.
That's one of the things Yamato was proud about himself, to have believed in her, to believe in themselves, to give the chance for their hearts to link like they did until now, but now he was afraid, afraid of what was coming, would she lost her love for him? Would he come back still loving her? Would he come back at all?
He bit his tongue, he was just getting more anxious asking those things to himself, not that some divine Digimon would know the answer, he was going to space, with people he knew little about, only his loyal Digimon partner by his side, well, wasn't that enough?
Damn! Why was he getting so nervous, why was he doubting so much of his life just hours away from takeoff! Why was he getting hard again! That last question was easy though, Sora's warm body was just to tempting, and that temptation was making him afraid as well.
" Love you ". Yamato said in a whisper, then he kissed her neck right over one of the bite marks he left from last night.
" Yama... ". Yamato froze as Sora said his name. Her body moved just a tiny bit but it was enough to spooke him shitless, if she turned around with her eyes open he knew he was doomed, he wouldn't have the courage or the heart to leave her, he knew it. Thankfully, Sora didn't woke up, she was still tired.
He didn't dare risk his luck further, that wasn't his emblem, he was freaking Friendship, so no pushing it. He got up as slow and quiet as he could, he took his clothes and bolted to the door. When he closed the door of the bedroom he breathe again feeling fine but guilty, he knew she wanted to see him off but he couldn't do it right now, now when he was so afraid. It was time to move.
He went where two small baskets were located, a Digimon sleeping inside each. He touched the horn that protruded from one of the baskets, a little tap was all it took for Gabumon to wake up, big eyes looked him back and he simply placed his finger over his lips to signal his intentions. Gabumon nodded in understanding.
Yamato moved inside the bathroom and turned the shower on as cold as he could manage, 10 minutes later he was ready, he was now dressed in the dark green and black of the JSDF, his badge proudly hanging from his neck. He found Gabumon fully awake and ready to go too, he went to the still sleeping Biyomon and carefully placed a velvet box inside her basket, he then moved to the door, he opened and Gabumon walked out, before doing the same he took one last look, he wouldn't be seen his love nest for the next year at least.
He closed the door. " Yamato? Are you sure you're ready? ". Gabumon asked, he always could tell what was in his mind, even more that his brother, his father, Sora or Taichi, or himself, he always knew.
" I'm, I... Let's go ". He moved to his bike, Gabumon shook his head in disappointment, but soon followed him.