Jogging

>be anon
>somewhere east of the ginger trees at the park
>your legs are on fire trying to keep up for the next stretch
>your job keeps you pretty sedentary and the scale's started ticking up as of late
>one day, when coming home, you decided to nip it in the bud for Gura and join her on one of her weekend runs
>Gura's ahead of you, in her usual hoodie
>"Come on slowpoke! I sit around all day watching streams too!"
>How the hell can she still shout? She's been doing the same reps as you and you're winded
>the crisp autumn air rushes past
>the air beneath your jacket has turned into a blast furnace
>you can't pay attention to either feeling because your legs are about to give out
>one final effort.ogg
>the last jogging stretch ends, and you gratefully slow down into a walk
>your feet keep scraping the ground, you can barely muster the willpower walk properly
>Beside you, Gura's panting softly. Despite her earlier shouting, you can tell her slightly hunched posture and trailing limbs that she's also beat
>you both, by unspoken consent, decide to collapse on a grassy, well-lit clearing, away from the trees but still littered with fallen leaves
>above you is a clear sky and a welcome sun
>around you is a tired shark and a beautiful park
>"Hey, you know, what would nice?", Gura wheezes out inbetween breaths
>"mmm?"
>it's the best you can do right now
>"We should get, some pillows from, the car or something," she continues
>You reply, slurring a little, "The car'ss...over there."
>"Ah, true."
>after some time laying on the ground in silence, she flashes you a grin
>that same grin she always does when she gets some silly idea
>with some effort, she crawls over plops her head on your belly
>"There we go, softest pillow around," she says, sighing contentedly
>wait what
>"Although, I wouldn't mind a firmer pillow"
>you huff in protest, and she lets out one of her little giggles
>with every breath, you can feel the weight of head pressing down on your stomach
>she rolls over so that her tail is towards your head, and taps it gently against the side of your head
>you raise your head slightly, allowing her to tuck her tail under your neck
>after making sure your hoodie hood is between her tail and you, you relax, settling in
>as your body begins to realize how tired it is, even the crisp autumn wind flowing overhead helps to lull you to sleep
>you can't see Gura's face, but she's motionless
>any thoughts you have are swept away by fatigue, and you fall asleep together with Gura on a soft bed of leaves