Hitomi prides herself as isn't one to curse, but as she wakes up today, she can't help but slips out a string of curses as the soreness from the night before settles in. Her cheeks grow pink as she swallows, her mind playing back to what happened the night before, that led her to this state.

"Tomi?"

She looks over her shoulders. The perpetrator is awake, but seemingly still half-awake judging by how she barely can open her eyes, and her voice is nothing more but a mumble. Minjoo tightens her arms around her, pulling Hitomi closer until her back flushes against her front, Minjoo's face completely buried between her blonde locks.

"Are you feeling alright? I think I heard you curse."

Hitomi giggles. Before cursing again. "Sore and achy, still," she concedes, sighing. "But I'm alright overall. I can't really move but I'm happy."

"You're a masochist," Minjoo remarks, then guides Hitomi to turn around, so they are facing each other. Hitomi frowns at the guilty expression on her partner's pretty face. "I'm sorry."

"What for?"

Minjoo doesn't say anything. She glides her fingers down the visible red-purplish marks all around Hitomi's shoulder area, down to her bare chest and the upper part of her arms. She glances down, her guilty expression doubles at the very visible mark around her waist.

The blonde lets out an audible 'ah'. She smiles a