Virtue's bedroom

Note: Same image as Emily's due to me not being able to find one.

Virtue Shikou; a man with dark blue hair, crimson eyes and wore black clothes with white edges and a tie, had just arrived in this city and had just been appointed to this appartment. He didn't know if there was anyone else living here, but he took the first bedroom he saw and made it his own, mainly because he didn't see someone else's stuff laying around.

The door slowly opened as Virtue stepped through the door opening with his bag over his shoulder. Once inside, he took a look inside and walked towards the bed, slowly removing the bag off his shoulder and throwing it on the bed. After that, he took one more look around before he sat down upon the bed himself. He yawned slightly, being pretty tired from the contineous wandering around the planet, searching for ways to get to Hell in order to find his parents' killers.

He quickly shook that thought off his mind as he turned to his bag and opened it, deciding to unpack some of the stuff that he had brought with him. He took the contents out of it, which were food and drinks, which are top priority while travelling around without a home to really get back to. Taking the drinks and food, he placed them upon the small table next to the bed, so that he could get the drinks whenever he wanted. Once he unpacked all of his stuff and put them away, he went to lay down upon the bed, his head resting on his hands.

The door of the bedroom slowly opened as Virtue, who's still carrying Keller, stepped through the dooropening and directly walked over to the bed. He slowly lowered himself towards it, placing Keller gently upon it, while walking back to the door and closing it. Once the door had closed, Virtue took a look around the bedroom, then towards the bed to see if it was big enough for both of them to have one side each. It was big enough; so Virtue decided to first sit down on the other side of the bed and look over his shoulder to see if Keller was actually sleeping. In the meantime, he opened his jacket and loosened his tie, which caused his shirt to slightly fall open.

Keller hummed pleasantly, as the warmth and comfortableness of Virtue's bed enveloped her, and rolled over onto her side; her back towards him. She pulled a single knee to her stomach, whilst tucking an arm under her head to act as a pillow---her neglected limbs sprawling awkwardly over the bed. Her glasses roamed down the bridge of her nose, until they dropped from her downturned countenance and clattered to the floor. "Goodnight..." she whispered, her voice thick from her sleepy status. Not long after, her breathing slowed and calmed; her eyes closed completely, cutting away the luminous silver of her irises; and her fingers stopped their rhythmic kneading assault of of the bed beneath her---she was absolutely asleep. Unconsciously, she shifted over onto her opposite side, her stature face towards Virtue, then, and tucked her arm across her stomach.

Virtue continued to look over her shoulder and watched her turn around with her back towards him. He nodded once, even though she wasn't able to see the nod. "Yeah. Good night." He briefly said, slowly taking off his jacket, followed by his tie, then the shirt and then his shoes. He figured that he shouldn't take off his pants. The moment that he went to lay next to her, he looked to the side. Right now, his vision showed Keller facing towards him with her arm across her own stomach. After a while of observing her, he closed his eyes, attempting to fall asleep himself, though he wasn't sure if it would work, considering he wasn't even that tired yet. His arms were placed upon his pillow, with his head leaning on his hands.

The next morning, Keller awoke on her stomach---her arms crossed in front of her to be used as pillows---with her reddened cheek pressed against her forearm. Her lashes faltering against her vanilla cheeks, before sashaying open luxuriously slowly, she twisted her slender fingers into the bed sheets and yawned instinctively. "Mm..." she hummed tiredly. She glanced over towards Virtue, examining his, appearingly, sleeping expression and beginning to untuck her arms, stretching them out in front of her. Afterwards, she set her elbow firmly against the bed and rested her cheek in the palm of her hand, her gaze roaming around the room with interest as she waited for Virtue to awaken. "He has a nice room..." she whispered.

Virtue heard Keller's faint movements and a whisper next to him while still half-asleep. He didn't really have the energy to get up completely; he's mostly like this in he mornings. Instead of sitting up on the bed, he slowly opened his crimson eyes, seeing the broad daylight shining into the room as it was already morning. After finally opening his eyes, he slowly leaned on his hands to get up on the bed with difficulty and look towards Keller in the corner of his eyes. "Morning." He said with a seemingly lazy tone, due to him just waking up. He rubbed the back of his head. "Slept well?" He asked her out curiosity.

"Good morning, my dear," she purred affectionately. Keller remained laying down, although she turned to lay on her back, with her elbows set behind her to barely elevate her torso. She meticulously straightened her t-shirt, which had crawled upwards on her stomach and revealed the butterfly jewelry hanging from her belly button piercing. "My sleep was wonderful," she said with a tired smile. "Yours?" Her hair was a wild mess from her fussy sleep, so she roughly pushed her fingers into her raven, tangled tresses, "Damn... I probably look like Hell." Pushing up to a sit, she pulled at the ribbon holding her hair in a thick braid and began to unwind it--her hair falling behind her to its length at her waist, afterwards, in a wavy fuss.

Virtue smiled slightly to find out that she slept well, afterwards nodding. "Yeah." He briefly responded as he continued looking at her. He blinked once when he just figured out that she pulled her shirt down to cover her belly button piercing, followed by her unwinding her ribbon, which made her hair fall to her waist. Before turning around, Virtue decided to make another comment. "That type of hair looks nice on you." He decided to tell her. As he had turned around and sat on the edge of the bed; he stood up. Slowly he reached out for his shirt, pulling it on and turning back towards Keller, while his shirt was still slightly open, since he didn't bother putting his tie on yet.