the heavy fabric pooled around her ankles, and she scooped them up and put them with the rest of her things. turning back to look at kaminari, it appeared to be the smaller girl’s turn to avert her eyes, and shinso blushed further. she was just being polite, that’s all. nothing else.

“come on, up you get,” kaminari cooed, holding her hands out to shinso. “i want you to be comfortable, not sweating your ass off.” “yeah. yeah, okay,” shinso said shakily, scooting off of the bed. “comfortable.” thumbs trembling, she slipped inside of her waistband and gave her pants a tug.

kaminari stood in front of her, only illuminated by the tv, in her loose tank and far too small underwear, making shinso’s night significantly more difficult. the v shaped cut of the underwear dipped down low in the front, and she feared seeing the back of them. she may not recover.

without any sort of warning other than that, kaminari stripped off her shorts and kicked them towards her overflowing hamper. “see?” she said brightly. “no problems here. now you don’t have to feel embarrassed!” shinso was actually going to die.

her blush flew up her neck and cheeks at a dizzying rate. “h-how would that- why-“ she stammered, pulling her eyes away from kaminari to look somewhere, anywhere else. “so we’re even, silly, then you don’t have to feel bad about it,” she said, already standing.

“but then i’ll just be in my underwear,” shinso said, still holding on to her confusion. “i don’t care if you don’t,” kaminari said, pulling back just a bit to look at shinso better. “want me to take mine off too?” shinso was suddenly very grateful for the lights being off.

instead, kaminari let out a small snort. “you think i do? i usually don’t wear anything at all. if they’re too hot, just take them off. i won’t judge.” “take them… off?” shinso repeated, confused. “you don’t think that’s weird?” “girl, i don’t think anything is weird. have you met me?”

“well, duh,” kaminari said, rolling her eyes a little. “you came in flannel pajama pants. cute, but in these dorms, with this airflow?” “i, well,” shinso hesitated, barely a whisper. “i don’t usually wear pants to bed at all.” she waited for kaminari to lean away, or say she was gross for it.

this was suddenly going to be a very long movie, she realized. she could feel the heat spreading from her contact with kaminari, and was suddenly very, very warm. she tried to keep her breathing even, but kaminari still looked up at her, asking if she was okay. “it’s, uh, just kind of hot in here.”

shinso was just settling in when kaminari dimmed the lights and grabbed the remote, hopping up onto the bed beside her and snuggling in VERY close, almost right to her chest. sitting beside each other like this, shinso could look directly down the front of her tank, and she sucked in a breath.