Renji could feel his heart pounding against Miyako's back. He could feel hers pounding too. She was definitely more terrified than he was.
Kenoji sat up on the bed and looked around, his eyes red and sleepy. 'That's odd,' he thought. He could swear that he heard his wife's voice just a moment ago.
Down on the floor, the two remained skin tight to each other. The cold tiled floor felt chilling on Renji's skin, his eyes narrowed with different thoughts.
The first was how to get out of this situation. The second time was how to make sure Miyako didn't panic.
Her eyes darted from left to right, wide and scared.
They heard the sound of feet touching the floor, and they saw Kenoji's feet slip into his bed slippers.
"Miyako?"
Footsteps. Kenoji was coming their way.
Quickly, Renji rolled over and entered under the bed.
Miyako pulled her lace over body.
Kenoji shuffled closer, rubbing his eyes, hair sticking up. "Miyako?"
"Ugh… uhhh… nghh… feels… so… good."
