PERVYBOY SUNA WHO BLATANTLY STARES DOWN AT UR TITS WHEN U INNOCENTLY PUSH URSELF AGAINST HIM SO U CAN SEE THE QUESTIONS HES WORKING ON WHEN HE REQUESTED A PRIVATE STUDY SESSION WITH U BACK AT HIS HOUSE BC HE NEEDS HELP & HE CALLED U A "smart girl" after all bc u do get good grades & u may have not have had a long time crush on the tall scary big pretty boy so ofc ur thinking *this is my chance!* to get to know him & to befriend him WOOF
- lovie anon
hnnng thots so many thots brain go brrrrr
“suna-kun, which question are you on?” you lean towards him to look at his page. your chest was pressed against his arm, and since it was summer, you had a few buttons undone to cool off a bit in the hot room. rintarou doesn’t even care if you or anyone really anyone catching him looking down to see the cute, pink bra you wore. everyone besides you and the volleyball team were too nervous to approach him since he wore such a judgmental glare. as he stared at your chest, you see that he hasn’t done anything yet on the paper. “you haven’t done anything.” you pout as you look up at him, making eye contact with slant eyes.
“do you want to come to my house, l/n-san? i need help on this subject and you are a very smart girl.” his hand comes up to pat your head, which made your heart flutter and face burn. you shyly look away from him and try to stutter out an answer. his hand was still in your hair, making your stomach erupt with butterflies. after three years of being in the same class with suna, you couldn’t help form a bit of a crush especially when you saw him play volleyball for the first time in your first year. you finally got a chance after three years of feeling like you’re a bother to him. “o-of course, suna-kun! i’d love to.” he ruffles your hair a bit and brings his hand down. “meet me at the gate after school then.”
the whole day felt like it dragged on for too long, but finally it came to the end of the day. you ran up to suna, who waited for you at the gate for you, and stopped at his side. “we have to take the train if you don’t mind.” he glances at you and you shake your head saying it was no problem. the train was packed and you were pressed face first into his chest, feeling like you were in a shoujo manga with how coincidently close you were to him, forcing yourself to relax. a hand wanders up your skirt, but you assume it was just an accidental hand touching you considering how close and packed you were in the train. but what you hadn’t known is that suna had his hand up your skirt and looking down your shirt again. he wonders if the panties matched your bra.
at his house, he walks you to his room and you follow him like a lost puppy. he sets his stuff down and says he’ll get water for the two of you. you looked around his room, pretty minimalistic with a few games scattered around. he comes and sits down next to you, setting the cold water on the table. after thanking him, you start taking your books out to help him with whatever he needs. after a while, you two fall in a comfortable silence as you studied and he stared at you and your chest. he reaches over to close the book you were reading, shocking you as you turn your head to look at him. when you look, his face was right in front of yours, scaring you to fall over on your back. suna crawls on top of you and leans close to your face, using one hand to unbutton one button to reveal your chest. “you have been taunting me all day, showing off your bra, its only fair for me to see more.”
