Kota Miura x Reader Part 2
-You see Kota Miura’s match for the first time and unexpectedly get closer to him part 2 >>>
✧・゚: ✧・゚: You walked out of the building filled with adrenaline from the unexpected kiss from Kota. The walk home felt like a fever dream as you kept daydreaming about how Kota’s mouth felt against yours.
You unlock your apartment door and put your bag on the counter. Reaching in, you expect to grab your phone but feel a piece of paper instead. Confused, you pull it out, not remembering putting this in your bag. On it is Kota’s number, written with a little note in messy handwriting: “Call me when you get home.”
Your heart races with excitement. Trying to calm down, you tell yourself it isn't a big deal, though you know you’re lying. Kota doesn't just give out his number to anyone. Still feeling the thrill, you slip into the shower and let the hot water relax your sore muscles. Afterwards, you put on your favorite pink lacey tank and matching shorts.
You pick up your phone, type in Kota’s number, and press Call. Ring.Ring.. “You saw my note,” Kota says in a tired voice, as if he just fell asleep. “You could've just told me your number, you know…” You said in a flustered voice, his tired voice made your heart race like crazy.
“What would be the fun in that someone was too busy enjoying themselves for me to tell you my number anyway,” he said in a teasing tone.
“W-why did you want me to call you?” You say wanting to change the topic to something else.
You imagine him grinning through the phone, “I was wondering if you would want to come over to my place tonight”
“I can’t Im busy, I have to write a bunch of emails for work,” You say, lying through your teeth.
“Oh, really? Cause all I see is you doing online shopping”. “How do you know that?!” You say in a surprised tone, glancing at your window, you see the same sleek black Mercedes parked right outside your house. You grab your coat and walk out to where Kota parked and knock on his window.
He slowly rolled down his window. “What are yo-” before you could respond, he cut you off. “I wanted to invite you for dinner at my place, get in,” he said like it was some everyday thing. You get into mercedes the leather seats had a musky scent to them like his cologne, you couldn’t get over.
He parked near his penthouse and offered you his hand when stepping out of the car. When the front door of his penthouse opens, you are shocked. It was absolutely breathtaking, from the pristine marble floors to the giant chandeliers. You step inside, and he pulls a chair out at the dining table for you. You take a seat and watch him as he makes steaks medium rare for both of you. He gives you a plate, pours a glass of wine, and sits next to you.
You take a bite of the steak and a sip of the oh, it was amazing, the way they both paired together. After finishing your dinner, he swipes his thumb on your bottom lip and leans into you. You felt his hot breath against your lips as he took you in, tasting like fine wine. He grabs your thighs, wrapping them around his waist as he picks you up, taking you to his bedroom.
He carefully drops you on the bed and, lying down next to you, he hugs you from behind, wrapping his arms protectively around your waist. Your eyes felt heavy, and you slowly fell asleep with him in bed, forgetting about all your problems, as the only thing that mattered was being held by Kota. :✧・゚: ✧・゚
author's note: tysm for reading <3














