#(I wanted a post mostly devoted to Sonia looking adorable in Shirou's oversized pajamas)

[more-than-a-princess]

Continued from here for @despairfiles​ !

She wasn't one to purposefully exclude others in general. But as she took Shirou's words to heart, Sonia had scrubbed and realized that there were several members of her class that she wouldn't feel comfortable accompanying them. Kazuichi Souda, for one: he'd likely make trouble for Shirou (though due to his tastes, he likely would leave Rin alone). He already bothered Gundham to a terribly unnecessary degree due to his relationship with her, and it was likely he'd misread her friendship with Shirou. Mainly: Sonia feared he'd accuse the head of the Emiya household of attempting to seduce 'Miss Sonia' with his meals and athletic physique.

The very thought had made her chuckle in the warm water. As if that would happen: she loved Gundham Tanaka, and Shirou Emiya was just a friend.

A friend kind enough to lend her a very cute set of pajamas when she needed them. And a friend whom, upon learning the previous set wouldn't fit her decidedly more European proportions, offered her some of his own clothes instead. "Thank you, Shirou-san," Sonia replied apologetically from behind the door. She reached out with one hand to take the newly offered outfit from him, a hint of her white towel showing as she opened the door just wide enough to get her arm and the clothes through. "I'm sorry this is so embarrassing. It must be so awkward for you to have me here like this. I promise, it was not my intention to cause such trouble for you! And surely you are aware by now how I prefer to bend the rules."

Shrugging into her undergarments first, she pulled on the shorts, which looked more like shorter trousers on her, and the long matching top to go with them. Braiding her hair back and slipping her feet into a pair of house slippers, She pushed open the door with far more confidence than before. If just for the fact that Shirou's pajama top buttoned more than comfortably for her. "I'm ready! Please, you should use the bathroom. I can make tea for us if you like, and perhaps find something to watch on the television. I promise I won't try to be more creative than that and make a bigger mess for you."

She stepped out into the main living room with a smile. Without a proper full length mirror, the princess couldn't see just how oversized Shirou's clothes were on her: the shoulder seams rested over her biceps and the hem of his shirt ended at the middle of her thighs, with the shorts grazing her calves. She'd never worn something so ill-fitting in her life and yet she didn't mind. They reminded her of Shirou, with the soft, worn cotton fabric and the simplicity of it all, the comfort.

"This is much better, I think. I've never worn pajamas like this before!"