On the topic of hemlines
Uiui sleeps over at Sumomone’s for the first time. Due to clothing mishaps, she gets a bit of an eyeful first thing in the morning.
Part four of 'One step at a time'.
Relationships: Sumomone/Uiui
Characters: Sumomone, Uiui
Rating: T
Words: 368
Type: Connected oneshot
Warnings: None
Tags: High school, partial nudity
Originally posted: 2025-08-21
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She was trying not to stare, she really was.
For the first time, Uiui had stayed the night at Sumomone’s, only to wake up first. She was sleeping in a different bed than usual, so that wasn’t surprising to her, but…
Well.
She hadn’t expected to get an eyeful of Sumomone’s bare chest as she opened her eyes.
When they’d gone to bed, Sumomone had put on a pair of tiny shorts that were nearly swallowed by the length of her sweater. During the night, she must have moved around, to the point where the sweater had slipped upward, the fabric bunching up above her chest as the hem had kept it there.
Was she supposed to wake her up or just let her sleep? Clothing mishaps happened; she didn’t have to think far back in time to remember the time she’d forgotten her pyjama bottoms at a sleepover and had to decide between sleeping in her underwear or asking the girl whose house she was staying over at if she could borrow a pair.
Decision made for her, Sumomone stretched, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. “Mmm, morning,” she yawned, sitting up.
Clearly, she was still too sleepy to notice the situation her choice of sleepwear had put them in.
Usually, Uiui enjoyed teasing Sumomone, finding her reactions cute, but she was more flustered than normal, right now. “Sumomone?”
“Mhm?”
Sumomone blinked at her, bleary-eyed and smiling.
“Your shirt…”
Sumomone looked down, her face growing pink. “Oh!”
She tugged her sweater down. Even though she too was embarrassed by the situation, Uiui couldn’t help but find her cute.
“Sorry, I completely forgot that this sweater does that.” She fidgeted with the blanket in her lap.
“This has happened before?”
“Not with anyone around! And not that often, so I kinda forget about it.”
Sumomone let out a flustered giggle. “Sweater hems and big boobs don’t really get along well in bed.”
Uiui stared at her, until she was unable to hold back a laugh. “No, I guess they wouldn’t.”
As they both started to giggle uncontrollably, the awkward mood started to lift. Climbing out of bed, they headed for the kitchen to have breakfast, still laughing.
Notes
I can not be the only one who has had this problem (one specific sweater was truly my enemy).