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Chapter 4 by anxietycatalyst anxietycatalyst

What happens next?

Getting ready for class

Coco woke up the next morning, sitting up in her bed and stretching. Her blanket fell off of her chest and pooled around her waist, exposing her boobs to the entire room. In her half-awake state, Coco briefly wondered why she went to bed without pajamas. In moments, though, she remembered the bombshell that was dropped on her last night. And her subsequent argument with Velvet about at least wearing something in the dorm room. Coco refused, though, wanting to fully commit to this decision.

Coco tossed her blanket off to the side, getting up off her bed and stretching some more. The early morning sun streamed through the open curtains, gently warming parts of her body that, up until now, been fully covered by fabric. She found the experience rather pleasant, standing in place for a few moments to fully enjoy it before walking off to the bathroom.

As soon as she walked in, Velvet looked over her shoulder, a toothbrush in her hand. Velvet, again, blushed when she saw what Coco was wearing. Or, rather, wasn't wearing.

"G-good morning, Coco," Velvet stammered, turning back to the mirror and sticking the toothbrush in her mouth.

"Hey, hun," Coco responded, keeping her voice down to not wake her other teammates. She then walked further into the bathroom, stopping behind Velvet and tapping her shoulder.

"Scooch over. Morning breath is pretty bad, today."

Velvet quickly moved to the side, making room for Coco to start brushing her own teeth.

Once Coco got underway with that, the two stood in silence. Coco treating this like it was any other morning, and Velvet doing her best to not look directly at the uninterrupted expanse of nude skin before her.

Eventually, the silence grew unbearable, and Velvet had to say something.

"So...you're really committing to this whole...protest, huh?"

"Hell yeah," Coco nodded. This action caused some toothpaste to drop from her mouth, landing on her boob. Coco idly gathered it onto her finger and flicked it into the sink. "You really think I'm gonna back down from this?"

"Think? No," Velvet shook her head. "Hope, though?...a little."

Coco stopped her brushing for a moment, raising an eyebrow at her friend.

"We have met before, right?" she asked, somewhat incredulously.

Velvet sighed and set her toothbrush down, taking a few steps away.

"It's just...I don't want this to come back to us in a bad way. On you! If you walk around naked on campus...there might be some...bad people, who want to take advantage, and..."

Coco let her finish speaking before she fired back.

"Are you saying I can't defend myself against that kinda thing?"

"Well...no, you obviously can, but-"

"Are you saying you, or Fox, or Yatsu would let that kinda thing happen to me?"

"No, of course not!" Velvet said without thinking, her voice raising slightly at the implication before she lowered it again in embarrassment.

Coco spit into the sink and rinsed off her toothbrush, walking over and taking Velvet's hands in her own.

"Look, Vel...this is really important to me," she said, her voice softening. "I'm not asking you to do it with me. I'm not asking that you understand it, completely. I'm just asking you to accept that this is something I have to do." She gave a slight smile. "Can you do that for me?"

Looking into her eyes, Velvet saw that her leader was being genuine. Gone was the confident, brazen fashionista who commanded every room she entered. Instead, she was replaced by a woman who was doing what she could to defend something she was passionate about. In her own unique, paradoxical way. That, at least, was something Velvet could accept, and even understand on some level.

"Ok," Velvet nodded, her rabbit ears bouncing slightly. "I can do that. For you."

"Thanks, babe." Coco smiled wider and leaned in, giving Velvet a quick kiss on the cheek. The act wasn't new, coming from Coco. She was usually a physically affectionate person. But the fact that she did it while naked made it feel more...something. Velvet couldn't quite place the feeling.

While she was thinking this, Coco turned and walked toward the shower, stepping in and turning on the hot water. Even though she'd already seen her leader naked, Velvet still felt awkward being in her while she showered, and left the room, getting ready for the day.

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