Tony Stark - Seven Minutes In Heaven One Shot

Tony Stark - Seven minutes in heaven one shot

Tony strut into the communal floor holding up a black bag. My eyes leave the book in my hands and go to rest on him. "I have a proposal!" He grins, quickly stepping down and entering more of the little lounge area "And none of you can refuse it" he slyly adds in, grin only growing mischievous and untrustworthy

I kick my feet down from where they were on the arm rest, having been sitting on the chair sideways. I slide my bookmark in and close my book resting it on my lap and propping my chin in my palm as I give Tony my full attention. He waits a bit for everyone to give him their full attention before thrusting the black bag forward, presenting it to everyone. I see Nat quirk a questioning brow

"Get this" he shakes the bag letting it's contents clink "You're all bored-" Sam opens his mouth to protest but Tony immediately holds his index finger up effectively shushing him "soooo let's play" dramatic pause "Seven Minutes in Heaven!" He oh so dramatically announces

"No" I state affirmatively picking up my book again. I see Tony's baffled expression through my peripherals but pay it no mind as I reopen my book and scan to page looking for where I'd left off

Tony's amused scoff resounds around the little living room "You know what, just because of that sass, you're going first" I glare at the word right after the one I'd just left off on

For God's sake, I hadn't even taken by bookmark out yet!

I let out a deep sight through my nose and give a few bemused nods. As I dramatically leave my seat with a scowl and step up to Tony. I grumpily shove my hand in the bag "Stupid childish game" I mutter digging in and pulling out the first thing my hand comes into contact with

My eyes widened at what I'd pulled out of the bag. I drop it back in and make a run for it. Clint is quick to hold his arm out making me collide against it doubling over his arm. He reels me in and tosses me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes

"Clint! Clint!" I kick my legs and flail my arms. "Put me dowwwwwn Clint!" I pumell my fists against him. I feel him flinch under me with each hit

"I'll drop you!" He warns and I scoff

"Go ahead!" I challenge and hit my fists against him more agresively now. He does and I yelp as I hit the ground but am quick to recover; as I try to swiftly get off my back and on my hands and knees. Clint is just as quick to grab my ankle to prevent me from scurrying off. He groans behind me in pain I'm guessing from his now sore back, yet still holds on to me firmly. I claw at the floor and push myself with my one 'free' leg managing to get nowhere in particular

Thor gets up from his seat at the bar counter behind the lounge area. He approaches and scoops me off the floor and tosses me gently into the closet in one swift motion. Wanda closes and locks the closet door from her spot on the couch with her powers. All before I can get off my ass and run out of the closet unfortunately

I whine loudly pumelling the door begging to be set free. "Oh (Y/n)~" Tony coos from the other side "Stop trying to break the door down so I can come in and join you hun". I let out one final loud whine and fall back sprawling out on what space I have of the closet floor. The plain, empty closet. I begin to wonder how many just empty closets Tony has in the tower for things like this. The daunting feeling of being stuck with no other than Playboy himself returns when the door opens

I glance up, only lifting my head to peek. It's Stark himself peeping through a door only open enough for his head to fit so he could make sure I'm not at the door ready to run. I stare at him briefly and let my head fall back with a gracious thump. Making no effort to leave now that I'd gotten comfortable on the floor. The door creaks as it's opened more. Tony stepping in at my feet and closing the door behind him. I hear the lock click and any hope of leaving without actually breaking the door down leaves me

Not that I couldn't brake it down... Not like Tony would let me break it down. I sigh, resigned. I shift a bit and bring my feet in closer to my bum, to allow him more room. Only now realizing how spacious the closet really is. I fit comfortably with my arms fully spread out on either side of me; only my knuckles brushing up against the walls. My legs could probably spread out a deal more until they bumped against the door, leaving my knees only slightly bent in the air

I hear a tad bit of shifting and see Tony's silhouette slump to the floor into a sitting position. He seems to just stare at me from his corner next to the door. I sneak glances at him, his gaze never leaving me. It begins to make me uncomfortable after the first minute so I push myself to sit in the corner across from him. We stare intently at each other for another solid minute before he says anything

"You know I wouldn't actually force you to do anything right?" He asks, somewhat obviously

"I- um well-" I fumble with my words before muttering a small "yes" I know Tony well enough to say he won't mess with anyone who doesn't want to be messed with, unless he's messing with them only for the sake of annoying them. Which in the moment, he doesn't seem to want to annoy me

But I also know Tony well enough to know he's good enough at whispering sweet nothings at anyone and sweep them off their feet. And that's what the feeling of dread was about. It was about being another one of his one-night rushes of lust. Because I liked him too much, I liked him too much to be another on his list of girls who's names and face he wouldn't be able to remember in a week, or the next day at that. He meant too much to me to let myself stoop to that level and be forgotten like the rest. I loved him too damned hard to let him have his way and get into my pants, because that was probably all he wanted. And all he'd ever want with me, and I wasn't ready to face that fact. So I clung to what I could

It all dawned on me the second I looped my ring finger under the jump ring to his R8's key and pulled it out on a whim. A whim of simply pulling out the first thing I felt; fed up with being forced into this childs game in the moment. Had I not sized the situation up so quickly I'd probably been more willing to be locked up with him for the total of seven minutes. Seven minutes with him in solitude and in the dark to do whatever we pleased. But no, I did size everything up the instant I lay my eyes upon that damn Audi R8 key

Tony probably noticed the conflict and mix of emotions in my heavy gaze because he shifted uncomfortably under it. My gaze flickered between him and my lap "Something on your mind?" I looked up to find the vague outline of his eyes. Not knowing how to answer I only nod in response. "Penny for your thoughts?"

I scoff shaking my head "A nickel so you don't give a damn?" I retort. A smirk lacing my lips

Tony chuckles "I'm a billionaire, I'm sure I can afford your thoughts" my smirk only grows at his remark. I shake my head another time getting ready to spill my guts out. I'd most likely regret this later but hey, you only live once right?

"I was just thinking about-" I let my head fall back and rest it against the wall as I look at the ceiling "about why I didn't to play" I chuckle as I rack my brain for a way to explain my thoughts in a way that made sense "why I didn't want to play with you specially"

"Aww, am I really that bad?" He asks playfully

"No" I trail off "quite the opposite infact" I sigh, dragging a hand up my face and through my hair "I'm far too caught up emotionally to play a game like this and let it go too far in the heat of the moment" I feel my heart welling up my throat "only for whatever happened to haunt me later and break my heart because I know it won't mean anything to you and I'll just be another on the list of girls you were able to pull" I reel my legs in and hug them close to my chest like if that could shield me

I hear more shuffling, but I don't look up from a dark spot on the floorboards I'd been focusing on after my readjustment. It was likely a stain, or a bug considering they were floorboards and you could just wipe anything off. There's a light push under my chin that guides me to look at the new found mass of heat just in front. "Darling" I still avoid looking "You most certainly aren't the rest or even remotely like them"

I scoff and swat his hand away "Yeah right, keep up the sweet talk" I frown knowing he's just saying things to make me feel as special as the rest did in the moment "maybe I'll believe it if you say it long enough" I won't let him have his way. I can't let him have his way, for my sake

"Oh I doubt it, I've kept it up for years and it hasn't done me any good" he moves his index finger from under my chin to have his whole hand cup my cheek "Even then, you're far too classy and self respected to let my sweet talk get to you" he chuckles dryly and his eyes show the most sincerity I've ever seen "You are worth so much more than a little flatter here and a cheesy pick up line there. No, you deserve the utmost respect and love and admiration" his thumb caresses my cheekbone softly and I can't help but lean into his touch

God, why do I love him so damn much. It hurts knowing it's all a beautiful lie. Tony would never, he has a far better variety to choose from

My eyes surely betray my conflict because the hurt in his eyes is instantaneous. "You don't need to believe me" he mumbles, it makes my heart just tear apart "I know I'm everything but deserving of you. But if you could just-" his tone is desperate and so are those deep coffee-coloured eyes of his "just give me a chance to prove I can. To prove I'm worthy of you. I swear I won't let you down"

He leans in and rests his forehead on mine. Eyes closed. I stare, so full of overwhelming emotions and conflicts. A tear escapes down my cheek but it doesn't make it all that far before it's wiped away by his thumb. I waste no time and press my lips to his softly. It's a gentle, cautious lip lock. As if to test the waters. Tony was mindful of this passionate but rather guarded kiss and let me take the lead

My internal discord slowly eased away as the tender exchange continued. We pulled apart and I moved so my legs now rested behind either side of him. I was close to straddling him as my arms eased around his torso, my nose nuzzling into his shoulder. We held each other serenely for what little time was left

And true to my word, Clint opened the door no more and a minute or two after. His head poking in "You decent?" he asks, eyes shut. I roll my eyes, he peeks an eye open when there's a lack of response; sighing in relief when he only sees us hugging in the corner together. "Your times up!" He says the obvious

"You don't say" I comment sarcastically, untangling myself from Tony and offering a hand once I'm up. He takes it and I pull him up. We both promptly exit and I make my way to the singular sofa I was sitting in before the game. Expectant eyes turn to me to spill. There wasn't any yelling or lewd noises at that, hardly any noise whatsoever really, which makes the Avengers curious as to what went down within the small confines

I take my time to fix myself comfortably in the chair. Tossing my legs over the armrest and nuzzling into the other. I give them all a wink, chuckling when they groan at the lack of juicy details

Oh what juicy details they're missing out on indeed

Bfhwnbdjw!!!

I have no friends who are into Obey Me! so I have no one to fangirl with about the new music video! Have you guys seen it?!?! I was NOT prepared

(insert Kevin Hart going "I wasn't reeeeaaaady" bc I couldn't find the gif 😂😂)

It's a Downpour!

Mammon x Reader

Based on the conversation with Mammon when he comes from while it's pouring

Warnings: None, nice and fluffy fic

You sit idly, studying the pages Belphie recommended for the quiz next week. He was quite skilled with potions after all. A loud crack of thunder sounds as you turn to the next page labeled

(Mammoney)

His name lights up your screen. The second born has sent you a message and the screen lock of your D.D.D. catches your attention making you pick up the device

M. |It's a downpour!|

M. |I'm soaked!|

M. |I was even wearing my favorite jacket. What a waste.|

|I'll come get you.| Y.

M. |Don't worry about it.|

M. |You don't wanna get wet too, do ya?|

|I'll run a bath for you.| Y.

M. |I'd like that!|

M. |A little rain won't stop me now that I know I got you waitn' for me.|

M. |I'm on my way!|

You chuckle at his eagerness and push aside all the books loitering your bed. You'd studied enough for the day so spoiling Mammon for a bit would be a fun break. You hurry to his room and scavenge for a change of clothes that he could change into after his bath

All the spare clothes he'd left in your room were in a dirty pile in the corner waiting to be washed. There were a few similar piles of dirty laundry scattered about on his floor. But you found a clean pair of boxers, some gray sweats and a black tee shirt in his drawers and brought them back to your room

In your bathroom, you kept his clothes in your lap as you sat on the toilet cover. Setting up the water to be nice and warm. A bit hot actually so it wouldn't be cold by the time he got here. You got up and set the clothes on the toilet cover. Setting his spare towel on top of them, managing to see the bubbles Asmo gave you to try out. You grinned, pouring some into the tub and swishing around the water to froth up the bubbles

You waddle out of the bathroom and begin picking up the books and notes you were using to study. Gathering everything and setting them all down on your desk

With that, the front door opens and you swipe a small towel from the rack and grab Mammon's slippers on your way out of your room. You rush out, seeing Mammon's pout turn to a smug grin at the sight of you

You toss the towel at his face "Pat dry a bit so you don't leave a trail of water down the hall" he grumbled, nose scrunching. The pout from only a few seconds ago returning. He kicked off his boots and struggled to remove his socks. His toes curling by how cold the floor was, a visible shiver running down his back. You set his slippers down and smiled at him

Mammon quickly slipped them on and put the towel on his head to start patting down his hair. You grabbed his hand and led him to your room. His tanned hand unusually cold

"Oi human! My room's that way you know" he groaned, blinded by the towel still on his head and now disoriented. His muscle memory telling him they shouldn't have made that turn before the stairs

"I know~" you replied cheekily, dragging him into your room and shoving him into the bathroom and closing the door behind him "Undress and get in, I'll go make some tea and be back. I'll wash your hair if you want" you shouted through the door. Mammon's response muffled by the wooden door

You shrugged, taking whatever he said as his tsundere form of a yes. In the kitchen, Beel was raiding the fridge for his snack before dinner. "Hey Beel!" You smiled at him when he peeked over the fridge door to see who'd called his name. Beel, returning the smile in response to seeing you. Lucifer had brought back some human world tea from his last trip over there and so you wanted to prepare some Chamomile with honey for Mammon "Is there still honey?" You asked, pulling the box of the desired tea from the pantry

"Uhm *munch munch* Oh yeah" he handed you the half empty bottle and you thanked him. Heating up water in the kettle and pouring a couple spoonfuls of honey into two mugs. Cringing as it seeped into the tea bags making them look all sticky

You sat up on a counter and chatted with the famished sixth born waiting for the water to heat. When it did, you poured it into the two mugs. Slipping two coasters into your sweaters pocket to cover them with while they steeped. After the short trip to your room you set both mugs on your side table

"I'm back!" you yell out, moving to the bathroom door and knocking on it. You received no response and so you cautiously peeked in. Mammon stared at you with pastel colored cheeks. Then turning around when you entered the bathroom

He sank into the water blowing raspberries as you kneeled down behind him, his ears were scarlet now. You scrunched your nose, grinning at the adorable dork. Snatching a cup from the side of the tub you dip it into the water and then dump it on his head "H-hey!" He sprang right up turning to attempt to glare at you through the ivory locks sticking to his eyebrows and forehead

Without wasting a single second, you snapped a picture with your D.D.D. Locking it before he had a chance to snatch it away and delete the picture. "That's a keeper" you grin. Grabbing a shampoo bottle "Mine or yours?"

"Mine" he mumbled, flicking some bubbles at you. You switch out the bottle you were holding and pour a bit into your palm. It smelled just like that perfume he always wore. Devilish no.8 was it? No it's no.5 right? Yea, definitely no.5

Either way, you made him turn around so you could lather his hair. Gently rubbing your fingertips into his scalp. He eased back into your bathtub and rested his back on the edge. Somehow managing to nuzzle your hand as you washed his locks. After, you push him a bit forward and tilt his head back; filling the cup again and rinsing out the shampoo properly instead of dumping the water on his head again

You poke his cheek and he peeks an eye open "Finish washing up and get dressed" he pouts at you. You poke your tongue at him and leave the bathroom to finish up on reading the last labeled page of the textbook. The one Satan mentioned would be beneficial with comprehension of possible subjects covered

Halfway through the page "What'cha reading?" Mammon asks, you glance up to see him changed. Towel once again on his head. Placing the book on the side table and removing the coaster from on top the (f/c) mug and taking a sip from it

"Ah, I was just studying for the potion quiz" his face blanked "you forgot about it didn't you" he stammered for and excuse but it only made you chuckle

His face flushed. Embarrassment ever so prominent on his features. Both because of your laugh and his own misfortune "Don't worry, we can study over the weekend. Now sit" you patted the edge of the bed and he took a seat on the floor in front of you

"What's in the mugs anyways?" He looked up at you curiously

You uncovered the yellow mug and passed it to him. Taking to drying his hair after he took it "Human world tea!" You beam happily, gently patting his hair dry "This one's chamomile tea. It's good for sleep and anxiety among other things, probably" he scoffed

"Probably?"

You nodded. Laughing "I don't know, I mean tea is good for you right?" You both laughed. He got up a bit suddenly, a somewhat serious look on his face and got in bed and comfortable under the covers

You quirked a brow at him. Amused "The great Mammon is cold and as your duty as my human you shall warm me up" you shook your head, fighting back a cheeky smile and fixed both mugs on the coasters

You take a final sip and join him under the covers "We have some time before dinner" you murmur, cuddling the demon "Nap time?" He nods into your hair, wrapping his arms around you. He's already half asleep by the time you properly fix the covers on the two of you

~ Bonus ~

"Mccccc?" Asmo nocked and you stirred lightly. He peeped after receiving no reply "It's time for- oh?" He smirked. Snapping a picture of the two of you cuddling before attempting to wake you up

"Mc darling, it's time for dinner" Asmo nudges you gently making you awaken. Repeating himself when you look at him confused, still drowsy. He skips off and leaves you to wake up the second born

It's a picture he sends you over dinner. You in your full bed headed glory mouth a 'thank you' across the table and save the image to set at as a screen lock later

Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.

Okayyyy but I'm upset we were ROBBED of a flame Hashira training camp!!! I would have absolutely loved Kyoujurou but y'know... Anyway his dad thoughnanfmmdna I would have loved to see esp because they brought back retired Tengen

Unexpected ally

Mito Yohei x Reader

I've seen little to no content for Yohei and simply couldn't stand for it. The most I could find were a lot of Yohei x Hanamichi on AO3 and only 1 on Wattpad for him and reader. It made me so saddd, he's literally my favorite in the anime I needed to give him some more love myself. Anyway enjoy!

"Do you like basketball?"

Akagi Haruko inquired as she approached the gym doors to watch the team practice. The interhigh tournament was nearing and the boys were especially enthusiastic in comparison to the start of the season and even tryouts

"You could say that" you answered politely, Akagi was here on her own today without her two friends or Sakuragi's rambunctious army

Truthfully you had somewhat of a crush on one of the members of such

She hummed "Well I think I'll be going now" you bid farewell as who'd you'd actually been here to see was absent from spectating today and began to leave

"Ah wait!" She called out to you and you turned curiously back "I'm Akagi Haruko" she introduced herself with a warm smile

"(L/n) (Y/n), I'll see you around" you returned the smile waving a final goodbye before heading home for the evening

— • — • — • —

"Pssst"

You glanced over -fortunately or unfortunately for you, you were also in year 1 class 7. Your seat? Next to Sakuragi- the red head himself had brought it amongst himself to find out if you were a fan of this particular genius

"You're the one from practice right? The one who was talking to Haruko yesterday"

This was the first time you'd actually talked, he was intimidating sure but overall not a bad person

"Uhm yeah, I've seen a couple of the practices why?"

Quite a devious look overcame his rugged features "You must be a fan of mine huh"

You almost choked but managed a simple deadpan "I- well-" he took the stuttering as confirmation "not really, sorry"

A look of utter shock took over his face before being replaced with confidence "Probably because you don't yet know the amazing capabilities of this genius, that must be it!"

"Sakuragi quiet down back there!"

You ducked behind the student in front of you to avoid the teachers glare

Sakuragi kept calling for your attention for a while longer, it was surprising that it was a first considering how restless he usually was in class. Then again he often dozed off or cried his rejections away

Throughout both the class and the short exchanges with the male you kept trying to steal glances at the boy two seats in front of you

Something the self proclaimed genius took notice to, for someone who didn't seem all that bright he was oddly perceptive

"Ohoho I see!" He cackled that devious look returning to his face startling you from the peering over the shoulder of the person in front of you that you were doing

"What-"

"Youuu like Yohei~" he taunted in a singsong-ish voice

"No- that's not-" you turned away with bright cheeks, guilty as charged

Through the playful teasing and friendly smiling Sakuragi didn't seem all that scary anymore

— • — • — • —

"Hey! It's (Y/n)!" Sakuragi approached with his army of delinquents as some would say

"Ah Sakuragi" you smiled as he got closer

The boys beginning to tease as he talked so casually to you "Oh? Over Haruko already?"

"What- not at all! Haruko is the only one for me" he turned to glare at the accusor and proceeded to headbutt them causing you to laugh

"Oh there she comes!" Anyone could see the internal panic as she walked closer

In his panic and true camaraderie Sakuragi quickly grabbed Mito by the shoulders and exchanged places with him so he'd be facing you instead. Catching you off guard and consequently a bit flustered

"Hey?" He greeted sheepishly, his pompadour slightly disheveled making him look the perfect amount of rugged

"Hey- hi!" Mito didn't miss the octave jump or how your reddened face deepened a shade

You both loved and hated Sakuragi right now. But above that wanted to dig yourself a hole in the ground

Mito chuckled finding your overall demeanor endearing which in return made the blush spread to your ears. That sound was your new favorite as of now

"I didn't know you and Hanamichi were friends"

"Oh that, he kind of just started talking to me in class one day. Something about being his fan because he saw me watch practice a few times?"

For all you'd thought Sakuragi was perceptive initially Mito was even more so. Noticing immediately how the tension left your body when Sakuragi was brought up

"Are you?" He asked curiously just trying to keep the conversation going while such talked to Haruko and the rest of the boys participated in their conversation as well. Sometimes unnecessarily to Hanamichis dismay

"No! Er- well I'm not there to see him at least, not that I don't see him- wait that came out wrong"

Mito watched in amusement as you tried to both compose and not expose yourself. That sense of endearment came back to him as well as did the tension to your body

Being under the slight impression that you liked someone else on the team and were trying to hide it. Another Rukawa fangirl perhaps?

— • — • — • —

You walked to practice with Sakuragi, taking the route to the outdoor side of the gym while he split off to the locker room

Haruko whom was already there greeted you. Having talked to her a few more times now while watching practices with a new sense of kinship to the team now that you had befriended the simpleminded redhead

Sakuragi was quite sweet once you got to know him and you hoped Hakurko would come to realize such if she hadn't already

"Are you stupid?" The chatter of the boys was heard around the corner as they approached. Who knows what they were talking about

"Ah you two are already here" the lot of them greeted which you returned now being a bit more comfortable with the four rowdy teens

Whom were still secretly betting on who your crush was, still thinking it was someone on the team. Not sure wether to expand their options after the whole Mitsui scandal you were present for with the girls

There were hardly any practices left until their first match and both spirits and tension was high

But just like how Sakuragi still managed glances at Haruko you did at Mito as well

It was hard not to when he was leaned against the door like that perfectly in sight. Holding his uniform jacket lazily over his shoulder with a soft smile watching his best friend find his calling

His head perking up and looking your way only to find you staring. Embarrassed, you quickly looked away and back at the shooting drills missing the way Mito's cheeks grew a soft pink

— • — • — • —

"Guys I don't think (Y/n) likes anyone on the team" Mito contributed as their wagers increased

Sakuragi surprisingly able to keep his big mouth shut on the whole thing. And perhaps not actually being aware of the waiver they had going

"What makes you say that Yohei"

"Well- I think" he flushed a bit rubbing the back of his neck "maybe I'm her crush?"

The boys erupted into laughter all respectively making their comments of disbelief

"No way she likes you Yohei"

"You really think she'd like you over Rukawa!?"

"Ha! She probably likes cool upperclassmen Miyagi"

The choruses of laughter continued but after he'd caught you staring like that he couldn't get the thought out of his head. Maybe the boys were right. You were out of his league but they couldn't stop him from dreaming

— • — • — • —

Mito would now proceed to analyze any interaction you had like some passionate underpaid detective. His suspicion shifting to Hanamichi, it seemed like you two were closer than he initially thought

In reality the two of you had become each other's wing men in a sense

"Ah Hanamichi!" You ran up to the tall boy with a wide grin not even attempting to hide the giddiness in your step as you approached Yohei's best friend "Guessss what!" You jumped to high five said boy who was in actuality only holding his hands to about shoulder height

"Huh? What is it (Y/n)" although all the guys referred to you with your first name now, hearing it come from his best friend who currently held your attention made Yohei feel a slight pang

It was an odd sensation he'd never felt "Haruko was talking about you! She said you're improving a lot" the classroom was mostly empty and the others weren't around to rejoice in the small celebration the two of you shared

"You hear that Yohei!"

Hanamichis voice brought him out of his thoughts and into the present. That little exchange has now made his whole day as Hanamichi overflows with energy and enthusiasm now. Taking off into the hallway 'accidently' and not so subtly bumping you into Yohei who catches you swiftly

"Hey! Watch where you're going Hanamichi!"

It comes off more aggressively than he intended but the perpetrator is already out of the classroom

After the initial irritation resides his attention returns to you now going to make sure you're okay. The bump itself wasn't very hard but everyone knows Hanamichi can be quite a brute

Only he finds you already captivated by his face

He has very clear skin and it looks great. Even when he often gets into fights it's obvious he takes care of it. With the way his eyebrows are tappered and no remaining evidence of any of his fights

"You're beautiful"

He looks stunned, a slight blush creeping it's way onto those supple features

Now realizing you said it out loud, a look of utter mortification overcomes your features and you make a dive for Yohei's collar to hide your embarrassment away still securely in place in his firm arms. You can hear his chuckle and even feel the reverb from where your face is timidly tucked away in the crook of his neck and chest

He could feel the heat radiating from your face and he enjoyed the way you hid with him from him. It was cute. Especially when you weren't like this around any of the other guys

Finally recognizing that earlier pang as jealousy "Well you look beautiful as well"

You groaned clenching his open school blazer "You're teasing me aren't you"

Another melodic chuckle pushed it's way passed Yohei's lips "I'm really not. Promise" you could hear the smile in his voice and didn't believe him but he gave you a reassuring squeeze nonetheless

Such making you aware of being in his arms. The sudden awareness of this making you squirm. Yohei released his grip only enough for you to be able to pull away far enough to see him face to face

The proximity made your heart race. But the way your face stayed red and the small pout on your lips gave Yohei butterflies

"I think- no, I like you.... a lot" he smiled so genuinely but kept you in place so you couldn't hide in his collar again. Voting to instead hide your face behind your hands "Aww come on (Y/n) don't hide from me, please?"

You nodded but didn't make a move to actually remove your hands yet but he patiently waited. When you moved your fingers to peek he was also blushing quite a bit but didn't look the slightest bit embarrassed or teasing in any way

"I- I like you- I like you a lot too" it came out as a squeak. And it took everything in you to put your hands down but the way he looked at you so softly like there wasn't anything else in the world made it worth it

"Can- can you say it again for me?"

You nodded but got on your tip toes to try and reach his ear. Only for him to slouch down against his desk so you could reach him

It took gathering all your courage and clenching your skirt to be able to do it but instead of saying a word you bashfully pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. He immediately straightened up to his full height pressing a hand to his face looking rather dumbstruck "I could... get used to that"