“Your dad will be here soon,” your heard you mum say quietly.
Blearily looking over, you see your mum prodding Moustache Girl awake. You remember yesterday mum saying Moustache girl had to be leaving really early for some holiday thing with her family. Bow Kid is firmly attached to you now and once again you rest your eyes for just a moment to see a dressed Moustache Girl wave a goodbye at you as she leaves with her backpack.
Maybe you fall asleep again, or maybe you don’t, but you soon find yourself just watching Bow Kid. She seems peaceful and happy, and heartachingly cute with a small smile on her lips. It’s also really nice to have her cuddling you.
Your thoughts drifting, seeing Bow Kid’s eyes staring back at you is pleasant surprise.
“Morning,” you greet.
“M—” Bow Kid yawns. Once she finishes, she’s blushing. “Morning,” she said smally.
You giggle, cuddling into her more.
“Sleep well?” you ask.
She nods back nervously and you begin to wrestle with what to say. Telling her to know she’s wet and don’t care might put her at ease, but that might also be too weird a thing to say. Instead, you reiterate what you said last night.
“I’m — I’m really okay with you wearing a… a nappy,” you tell her again.
Her embarrassed blush intensifies as she gives you a nod with a thankful smile on her face.
“Thank you,” she replies quietly.
You smile brightly back.
“You’re super cute,” you blurt out, saying the first thing that comes to mind.
She smiles back for a moment before suddenly looking dejected.
“Not in a nappy, though.”
“Nu uh,” you disagree back. “You’re so cute I just want to hug you all the time.”
There’s a look of doubt for a moment before you snake an arm under her and over her, hugging Bow Kid again. You can’t help but giggle as you hug her tightly and after a moment she reciprocates. You really do want to cuddle her all the time and the thought makes your heart pleasantly soar. So, you’re somewhat surprised when her breathing hitches, prompting you to separate slightly. You’re sure you look concerned, but despite her now wet eyes, Bow Kid is smiling.
“Thanks,” she says again. “I—I was worried. Worried about a sleepover, and someone finding out. I’ve never had a sleepover before, I was always so worried about it.”
You nod sympathetically.
“At your old school?”
“Yeah,” she replied.
“Well, I’m glad you moved schools ‘cus it means I met you.” Hat Kid moved to yours and Moustache Girl’s school near the end of the year. “I’ve got two friends now.”
Bow Kid looked slightly alarmed before relaxing her expression.