Summary: For years, Clark thought he was the only one like him, that was, at least, until he discovered the pod that apparently crashed on Earth around the same time as him, but you did not have his luck.
Word count: 2k
Warning/tags: Denial of Feelings, Love Triangles, Rejection, Idiots in Love, Kryptonian!Reader, Infatuation, Angst, tooth-rotting fluff, banter, (one-sided) Insta love, reader was born yesterday, suggestive themes
3 months before superman stops the country of Boravia from invading Jarhanpur.
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“The pod wasn’t able to upload all the specifics into my brain, but I think I have to either eliminate the human race or rule over them,” you murmur.
What is the reason for your existence? What is your mission?
“You’re not doing either of those things.” ‘klahruk’ or whatever he calls himself crosses his arms and not so subtly blocks the entrance of his Crystal Palace with his broad body.
“Why not?” You question, tilting your head, genuinely trying to figure out what his problem is.
“Gosh, maybe because that would require HURTING people!?” He passionately bellows, throwing his arms in the air.
You shrug your shoulders, “So?”
“So? SO?!” His voice rises an octave, jaw clenching before he turns around and just stalks away. Cape swishing in the air.
You take his retreat as a win and look up to admire the crystals and ice around you before the sound of quick heavy steps and muttering distract you from exploring the ice palace with your eyes.
Clark stops in front of you once again, “I’m not even going to get into morals with you right now, you’re not doing any of that, and that’s the end of this discussion.” He says solemnly.
“For now..”
“What?”
“Nothing.”
Oh, this guy is so weird.
-3 hours earlier-
Pain
“Unidentified individual appears to be female, 22 in human years, and... kryptonian? But how can that be, Superman?”
“Are you sure she’s Kryptonian, four?”
“Yes, I’m looking for more information from the pod. It appears to have landed around the same time as yours, but it somehow got damaged in take off, which would explain why she has only aged to 22; the emergency cryo state got a late trigger.”
“I’m not the only one to make it off Krypton?”
“No, Superman, it appears you are not.”
They must’ve done something to activate the pod because the pod gurgled as it started draining the fluid encasing you.
An intense ache passed through your whole body as you coughed out the fluid in your lungs.
“The pod is opening, and she’s waking up four. What do we do?!”
“Restrain her, we don’t know how dangerous she is.”
“No! I’m not gonna restrain her, she’s NAKED, and what if I hurt her? She’s the only person in maybe the galaxy that’s like me.”
You cracked one eye open and then the other. Slowly blinking as your eyes adjusted to opening for the first time.
A dark-haired man and.. a metallic man stared at you as they peered inside the pod. You just stared back as a tense silence encompassed the room.
“Hey-“
You blacked out.
🦸🏻♂️🦸🏻♂️🦸🏻♂️
Clark was only semi-surprised when you leapt at him. It was to be expected, given how you’ve probably spent your whole life in that pod, there’s really no telling where your mind is at or if you’ve even got one, given the circumstances.
What surprised him was the strength you possess. You knocked both of you to the ground. You obviously recovered quickly, physically at least.
Could that be because of the fortress of solitude?
He held you back by the shoulders as you clawed at him while huffing and puffing in strain, heart going a million miles a minute. He racked his brain for a gentle way to restrain you before you hurt yourself.
The longer he remained indecisive, the more he could see how much you were straining yourself as you huffed and puffed while trying to basically claw his eyeballs out. You persevered with what he could only assume was pure adrenaline.
You must be so scared.
Then it clicked. He had an idea, but he wasn’t sure if it was a good one.
Here goes nothing.
With quick movements, he managed to turn you around and wrap both of his arms around you in a bear hug so your back was against his chest and your arms were restrained.
“Calm down, you’re safe, I’ve got you,” He soothingly whispered in hopes that it would calm you down.
Clark had a dilemma.
He honestly felt mildly uncomfortable at the fact that you were in such a vulnerable position with your bare body pressed against him, and his arms squished against your bare breasts.
It obviously didn’t bother you since you were manically wriggling your body in hopes of escaping and kicking out your legs, exposing all your bits and pieces. Making Clark blush.
Despite all of your effort, it was futile. In your current state, you could not overpower Clark.
The energy you temporarily had, caused by adrenaline, was slowly seeping out as you lost consciousness in Clark’s unmovable but gentle hold.
Restraining you was not without struggle to Clark’s wonderment. You were smaller than he was yet still so strong.
Not that there were many people bigger than him.
You’d just woken up from a lifetime in a faulty glorified incubator, so any kind of strength was a very good sign.
“Superman, we can take her to the medbay now that she is unconscious,” four called.
Clark got startled out of his deep thoughts and realized he was still holding your slackened body tightly against him.
He looked up at the robots that were now surrounding the two of you, ready to step in and help him if needed.
“No need four, I’ve got it.”
He adjusted his hold on you to a bridal style as he floated to the medbay. For some reason, he didn’t want to let go of you quite yet.
As gently as possible, he lowered you onto the examination table so the superman robots could see what kind of state you were in.
“Physically, she seems surprisingly fine; the only concern is that she’s dehydrated. She fainted because of the shock of getting out of cognitive stasis for the first time, and then immediately participating in strenuous activities.” Four stated.
“If only I’d been faster restraining her, maybe she wouldn’t have fainted.” Clark scratched his head.
Four placed his metallic hand on his shoulder. “You can’t blame yourself, Superman. You did the best you could, given the situation, and succeeded in restraining her without injury.”
“If you say so.” Clark sighed, obviously not convinced.
A faint sound distracted him from his fretting over you. He focused on where it was coming from.
Metropolis.
“Lois is in danger.” Clark sped away to stop the emergency before he skidded to a halt and turned back around.
His face softened as he whispered to you.“There's an emergency in Metropolis. I’ll be back as soon as possible.” He flew away, sparing your resting form one more glance.
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Your toes wiggle and squish the fluffy snow as you watch it glitter in amazement.
Mr.establishingdominityoverhumansiswrong finally ‘allowed’ you outside; it only took you expressing your desire to see the sun for the first time.
You watched his resolve melt, as you pointed out, you wouldn’t leave since you had nowhere to go anyway.
You lift your head for what must’ve been the millionth time and look straight at the sun. You can’t decide which sight is more enticing, the sparkling snow or the shining sun.
What does snow taste like?
As soon as the question fills your head, you bend down and grab a handful of snow. You hear someone choking as you start crunching on the white ice crystals.
“Four, why does she STILL not have any pants on?” Clark whispers, mortified, forgetting you can hear just as well as him,” I know I have some spares in here.”
If a robot could glare, he would.“We tried offering them while you were gone, many times, but she seemed to prefer being nude, and that shirt we gave was already pushing it.”
“Well still-“
You tune out Clark’s muttering, already used to tuning him out, and just lean into the sensation of the icy wind brushing against you, drinking up the solar rays as you close your eyes. The feeling of the sun charging you feels euphoric compared to your faulty space incubator.
“Hey, pal!” Clark calls out to you.
Pal?
You’re so entranced by the beauty of being alive that you don’t notice that Clark is standing next to you holding some pants.
Ugh
Your face must reflect your thoughts because a wave of disappointment and despair hits his face as he stares at you with wide eyes.
For some reason, that expression on his face makes your chest tighten. You weigh whether you wanna deal with the weird sensation in your chest or the discomfort of clothes against your sensitive skin.
“Put it on me, clerk,” you sigh.
Clark scratches his head, “It’s Clark, and can’t you put it on yourself?”
“Why? Gary did it for me before, so why can’t you?”
“Who the heck is Gary?!”
Did someone break in when he went off to the emergency in Metropolis?
You point at the robot, who is just observing you guys at this point with an expression, if Clark didn’t know any better, as fed up as a robot can look.
“That’s Four,” Clark points at Gary’s chest, ”Do you see that big sign on his chest? That’s the number four." Clark explains gently.
You sigh.
Does this man seriously think you can’t count? ”I might not know much, but I know most basic information, INCLUDING how to count and what numbers are.” You grumble.
“And that’s GARY.” You’re now also pointing at the poor robot.
Clark looks between you and the robot, genuinely curious, "Since when?”
“Since you never gave me a name,” the superman robot finally chimes in.
“Well, Four is a name.”
“So is Gary.”
“Noted,” Clark turns back to you, “that still doesn’t explain why you want ME to do it?”
You bite the inside of your cheek and turn away from him. You kick some snow around as you ignore him.
Clark stares at you in pure confusion before it clicks. Gosh darn it, He can be such a jerk sometimes. Maybe you don’t KNOW how to put clothes on. But why wouldn’t you just say that?
“Lift your leg.” he shakes out the jeans and crouches down in front of you. But that was a mistake because now he’s face-to-face with your private bits. He looks back up at you, and you don’t seem even a little bit perturbed at the thought of a man you met a few hours ago so close to such a vulnerable part of yourself.
Every interaction Clark has with you only solidifies that he should think very carefully about where to put you.
You lift your leg, bending your knee.
Clark chuckles, “No, sweetheart, like this.” He gently grabs you by your heel to stretch out your leg. You gasp at the sensation the touch of his fingers leaves as he guides your leg into the wide pant leg.
Sweetheart?
“C’mon, the other one.” This time, you hold back a laugh when his fingers lift your calf.
The sparks he leaves behind feel kind of ticklish.
Clark looks off to the side as he grabs the pants up by the waistband and lifts them smoothly over your legs until they get stuck.
On your butt.
His entire body freezes for a millisecond. A human wouldn’t have noticed, but that is obviously not what you are.
“jump.” He clears his throat.
You jump, but unlike Clark, you have not spent all your life controlling your strength, so really, it shouldn’t come as a surprise that you jump straight into the air.
Clark follows you up, still holding the pants to your body, and uses the momentum of you coming back down to slide the pants up to your waist. He grabs ahold of your waist with one hand to keep you from falling while he ties the drawstrings with his other, or at least tries to. You put your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself.
The view this high up genuinely takes your breath away as you look over the clouds, as the sun rays color them a million shades of pink, orange, and purple. You don't even notice when a smile breaks across your face.
After you take a moment to admire the sunset, you look back to Clark and discover he’s already looking at you, tracing your face with his eyes. A wide and easy grin on his face, like he can’t help but be infected with your joy.
You can’t tear your eyes away from him; he’s outshining the literal sun by smiling. His blue eyes shine more as they crinkle, and the dimples next to his mouth seem impossibly deep and inviting.
You truly can’t help yourself.
You take one hand off his shoulder and poke his dimple,” cute.”
He chuckles, embarrassed, and now he doesn’t just outshine the sun, he is the sun. Just blinding you and pulling you in to gravitate around him.
A scary and insane thought burrows itself in your mind.
Relationships: Shippy (Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne & Dick Grayson)
Year: 2023
Rating: Teen
Warnings: None
Summary:
After a bad injury, Dick struggles with amnesia and keeps forgetting if he’s back together with Jason or not.
Meanwhile, Jason has the patience of a saint, and Bruce tries to be a caring father.
Submitted by @kiragecko
Submitter's comment:
Really like Dick's voice in this. How it handles his disability. How it respects him, and allows other characters to have issues without them being blamed on him. A gentle and lovely story!
CONTENT. Sexual content, handjob, dryhumping, dub-con?(idk if it counts)
SYPNOSIS. Girlie has some secret feelings about her bestie she just had to put on paper but what what will she do when said bestie discovers it
Masterlist
You never meant to see your childhood bestie in this way. The boy you met because he fell on the playground and straight up started sobbing as if it had never happened to him before, so you went over there, helped him up, dusted him off and ever since you have been inseparable.
That’s why as your teen years started, and he started growing into this cocky annoyingly handsome man with the sharpest blue eyes you’ve ever seen and a pretentious attitude that hid your affectionate clingy sheltered best friend behind it, you realized you could never be with him as he was too untouchable and the best thing to do was to bury your feelings and keep them a secret.
You should’ve also realized that eventually all secrets get revealed, and even entertaining the thought of ever sharing something more than friendship was dangerous. Especially if your thoughts were increasingly dirty.
It’s just that one night, alone in your room, your hands in your panties, frantically rubbing your swollen clit desperately trying to scratch and itch that had to do with your white-haired bestie, but Twitter and your imagination alone didn’t seem to do it anymore, so you had to create your own spank bank. The nut you got from that didn’t compare to any you had before, so you kept writing more. Even when he was in your room just hanging out, as you usually do.
You should’ve been more careful.
You could see on his face he was planning to keep it a secret, but when you came back from getting some snacks and saw how he was sitting on your bed, face completely red, lookin at you with his blue puppy eyes, that got you feening for him like this in the first place, like he did something terrible. His face completely red, pushing his hard bulge down in a failed attempt to conceal it while looking at your open laptop.
You pathetically start crying, burying your face in your hands out of embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry, ‘toru, I know you’re probably disgusted by me, and I’m not gonna blame you if you want nothing to do with me.”
Satoru immediately jumped up and hugged you, frantically trying to wipe your tears away and comfort you. “I-it’s okay, I’m not disgusted at all!”
You sniff and wrap your arms around him before jumping up and closing your legs around his muscled body to give him a bear hug, bringing your body even closer to his. Which is not an unusual position for you guys, since you are best friends and have always been really close and physically affectionate people.
“Really, are you sure? I wrote stuff no best friend should be even thinking about their other best friend” you pout
Satoru groans as his erection is now getting squished against your pussy, which is barely covered by the skintight satin booty shorts you prefer wearing at home.
“Y-yeah, it’s natural, right? Besides, my parents said that if you do that stuff with random people, you can die from diseases, it’s safer to experiment with someone you know well.” He earnestly looks into your damp eyes, obviously feeling awful that he invaded your privacy like this.
Butterflies erupt in your stomach because you can feel him twitching against your clit at the thought of the stuff he read about on your laptop. You can’t stop your body from ever so slightly grinding against him as he holds you up with no effort. At first, both of you didn’t notice being too enveloped in the emotions you were feeling, but the longer your movements continued, the wetter your cunt got, and satoru definitely felt that.
“Mmf w-what are you doing?” Satoru croaks out as the stimulation of your soaked cunt rubbing up and down his cock starts to make him weak in the knees.
You realize what you’re doing and immediately jump off him and run towards your bed and plop face down into your pillow, cursing at your body for being so horny. Satoru carefully sits down next to you in silence, like he’s pondering over something.
“U-uhm if you want, we could try some of the stuff since we’re best friends, and it’s better to do that together where we're safe rather than risk it w-with other people” with every word he fumbles out of his mouth he gets quieter until you can see his lips moving but can’t hear anything.
“What?” You turn around and sit up to fully face him as he also fully sits on your bed with his legs crossed In front of you.
“I said if you want to, we can try to do some of what you wrote,” he mumbled with his head down.
Oh? Oh
You lean over and grab his face with both hands, making sure he’s looking you in the eyes. “Are you sure, ‘Toru? I don’t know if you’re supposed to do this with your best friend.”
He frowns at the thought of you doing any of the things you wrote about doing to him to anyone else. He grabs you by the waist and effortlessly lifts you and places you down on his lap, facing him with your legs crossed behind his back.
“I’m not very experienced with any of this, but I wouldn’t want to try this stuff with anybody but you,” he blushes
“Me neither, but I wouldn’t even know where to begin. I mean, I’ve read about it often, but I don’t know If any of that stuff is real.” You look down, getting insecure again.
He puts one arm around your waist, pulling you closer and uses the other one to reach over to grab your laptop and simultaneously keep you in his lap, but the movement accidentally slithers your still sensitive crotches in the perfect snug position for his needy cock to bully its way between your puffy lips.
Neither of you dare to move as he starts reading everything you wrote. As the minutes go by and your embarrassment increases, so does the blood flow to his shaft, and before you know it, he’s growing more and more and pressing even harder at your special spot.
He clears his throat. “From what I’ve read we should start with kissing” he puts your laptop away and now has both hands planted firmly at your waist making sure you can’t move a muscle unless he moves it for you.
Fuck it.
You press your lips against him so quickly; he wasn’t quite prepared just yet, but just as soon you pull away. Your heart is beating so quickly you’re actually concerned he can hear it.
Clearly the peck wasn’t enough because he follows your lips and you collide. Softly brushing against each other again and again until you start kissing harder and faster, the wet sounds are growing increasingly louder. You don’t know how long you’ve been kissing, but you don’t want to stop anytime soon, but the lack of oxygen is making you lightheaded. You pull back and gasp for air.
“Oh~ that felt really good,” you giggle.
He runs his hand through his hair. In an attempt to cool down a little, and smiles cockily at you, “Yeah, I know.”
"Do you wanna continue-"
He attacks your mouth again, but this time even more feverishly. In a moment of bold bravery, you nip at his lower lip and swipe your tongue across it. He doesn’t know what to do, so he just swipes back. You gently open your mouth, and he takes it as a sign to do the same. You pull back again, and he sighs irritably.
“‘Toru I’m gonna try something, I promise it’ll feel good.” He looks at you expectantly.
“Open your mouth a little”
“Stick your tongue out”
“Good” you coo at him before taking his tongue in your mouth and suuucking.
He went limp and started mewling in your mouth. The sound intensified as does the throbbing of your slick cunt, so you started moving back n forth on his leaky cock, looking for some relief. Your mouth turned slack at the feeling of his thick mushroom tip rubbing against your clit.
“Fuuuuuuuhck”
He used your moment of distraction to explore your mouth with his tongue roaming around the entire hot cavern, not leaving an inch unexplored like he wanted to burn the shape of your mouth in his mind.
“Uh~ ‘toru please,” you wanton out with pure need. You didn’t even know what you were begging for in the first place.
He humps up at you, making the friction even more delicious. You feel something build up on your core, so you start going faster until you’re bouncing on him, but it just isn’t enough. You hastily remove your shorts, leaving your bare from the bottom down, and start working on untying his sweatpants.
“‘Toru can I take it out, please?”
“Huh?” He clearly was paying more attention to your drippy cunt as his eyes were glued to your soft looking folds
“Can I take your dick out? It will feel better this way.”
“Y-yeah, sweetheart whatever you want” As the words spill out of his mouth he’s already lifting his hips so you can pull down his pants, now you’re both naked on the bottom.
“Your dick is sooo pretty ‘Toru and HUGE.” He looks shy after your bold statement.
His leaky tip is calling to you, so you tap it with your finger. Both of you giggle as his weeping cock jumps at the sensation. You touch it again, but this time you run your finger down a vein before wrapping your hand around his cock, or at least you attempt to, one of your hands isn’t enough, so you use both hands to start pumping up and down, but he quickly stops you.
“Wait, it’s too dry” His eyebrows are furrowed up like It pains him to stop you.
U have a solution for that
You take two fingers and drag them in between your pussy lips to gather moisture for good measure; you also spit on your hands.
That should do it
You look up at him all doe eyed to measure up his reaction as you wrap your slick and spit covered And run it up and down his cock, mixing it with his precum.
This is the hottest thing he has ever experienced, and he fears he might faint. His eyes screw up, and the wind flies out of his body as you take a tight grip on his cock and start rapidly fisting his cock, twisting as you go down. The squelching sound of his cock being milked fills up the room.
He truly doesn’t know what has overcome him, he’s moaning like a bitch in heat as his eyes roll to the back of his head and his hips start thrusting up at you.
You’ve seen enough videos to know he’s close, so you scooch down, plant your pussy on his lower leg, and start humping it like a crazed animal. You lower your head to graze your nose through his white pubes and give him a kiss on his tip before licking a stripe in between his balls.
You’ve killed him.
Or you might as well have. His stomach is swimming with butterflies, his eyes cross and roll to the back of his head, and he lets’s out a high-pitched whine before he starts shaking like you’ve electrified him while spurts of white-hot cum fly onto the both of you.
The moment the first drip of nut hit, you creamed all over his leg. Still, you don’t stop pumping his softening cock and fondling his balls until he’s thoroughly milked, overstimulated and bucking your hands away.
“Soo How was it?” You drawl out.
When you don’t get an answer, you look up at him, but he’s staring at nothing, clearly blissed out.
You stand up to grab a towel so you can clean some of the white gooey liquid off of you. When you turn around again, he’s knocked out.
You clean off the both of you before falling asleep next to him.
Master list next
Part two?
Dis my first time ever writing smut have mercy on meee…
SYPNOSIS. Girlie has some secret feelings about her bestie she just had to put on paper but what what will she do when said bestie discovers it
Masterlist
You wouldn’t say the aftermath of the sleepover was awkward exactly because Satoru acted like nothing happened and was completely normal up until he had to leave and kissed your cheek for longer than usual and expressed how much fun he’d had.
Whatever the fuck that means.
It seems he had a little bit too much fun because ever since that fateful night he’s been going to parties and the girls at college are elated that the mysterious Gojo Satoru is showing himself somewhere other than by your side at campus and not only that there have been rumors he’s even been interacting with said girls.
Intimate interactions.
You know you have no right to feel jealous because you’re just a friend, nothing more.
Still, you can’t lie and say it didn’t make you feel some type of way that’s gone from never speaking to other girls unless necessary to barely speaking to you and flirting with a bunch of girls. You also know it’s your fault for accidentally opening his sexual floodgates by giving him the best nut of his life.
Well… not fully because if he’d lost his virginity he would’ve told you… right?
You don’t even know because in 3 weeks he went from texting you good morning and goodnight every day and calling you every day he wasn’t over at your house or you at his— to barely calling and when you called him and he picked up finding every reason to cut the call short.
It’s driving you absolutely crazy.
You shake your head brushing off the worrying thoughts about the state of your friendship as you focus on pulling into Satoru’s huge mansion.
You just got a call from Geto asking you why you’re not at Satoru’s party and if that’s the reason Satoru is acting so wild and out of character. You and Satoru met Geto at college but even tho you met him at the same time you weren’t as close with him as Satoru. The only time you hung out was when Satoru invited both of you.
Both of y’all don’t have any complaints tho because whenever you’re alone (which is not often) it’s always awkward and tense for some reason.
You told Geto not to worry and that you’re coming.
Not wasting any time you dove through your closet for the sexiest dress you own with a pair of matching heels. You did your hair and makeup at lightning speed before pulling out of your driveway so fast you might as well have left skid marks.
If Satoru wants to keep acting up like this you might as well act up too.
A little bit of your bravado flows out of you as you hear the loud pounding of music through the door, you adjust your dress nervously before opening the door.
Your nose is immediately assaulted with the smell of cheap alcohol, sweat, weed, and vape clouds. You consider just straight up walking back out cause this is NOT your scene. You didn’t think it was Satoru’s either but you don’t know him as well as you thought you did.
You’re slowly taking a step backward when you accidentally bump into someone.
“I’m so sorry!”
“Y/n? I didn’t expect you to come, and especially not like THIS” Geto raises his eyebrow and waves his hand up and down before shaking his head.
“And what exactly is wrong with ‘this’” You cross your arms in a way that accidentally pushes up your boobs and exposes them even more than they already are in this tiny dress.
“There’s nothing wrong but Satoru is not gonna like this” He smirks
His answer only serves to piss you off even more.
“Well, I don’t think that ‘Toru has much space to judge anymore with the identity switch he’s made recently” You frown as you scan your surroundings for even a glimpse of a white head of hair.
“You searching for Satoru? He went up with this random chick a while ago and honestly good for him he's been a virgin for far too long to be normal” He chuckles softly
“Right.” Your heart drops and breaks into a million pieces.
He can see it in your face because he sympathetically puts his hand on your shoulder but something in his eyes says he's not all that upset about it.
“Well, standing around sulking isn't going to do anything wouldn't it be better if you also have some fun?” He turns you around so you're directly looking at him.
Before you can even reply he grabs your hand and effortlessly weaves you through the crowd toward a spot where a bunch of his and Satoru’s mutual friends are seated.
“Sit here, I'm gonna get you a drink” He leads you to a plush chair before turning around and disappearing into the crowd.
You don't feel like socializing so you just pull out your phone to make one last attempt to contact Satoru. Once again, your messages are delivered.
Your leg bounces as you start thinking about what Satoru could be doing with that girl right now.
Every minute you sit there feels like an eternity
The longer you sit there the more your sadness turns into jealousy and rage. You’re about to get up and storm upstairs when Gojo’s savior Geto comes back and hands you a drink before sitting on a chair next to yours.
“Y/n Are you in or out?”
“In or out of what?” You look up and see you're in a circle and a bottle is placed exactly in front of you on the table.
“Truth or Dare mixed with Spin the Bottle”
You hesitate for a moment. This is so not you, but if Satoru wants to have fun so can you. “Yeah I'm in”
A few rounds passed with daring kisses, exaggerated dares, and nervous laughter filling the room before the bottle spins and lands on you.
Just as it does you see Satoru coming down with an arm around a white-haired girl you faintly recognize from campus as he chuckles at something she says. Like he can feel your glare on them he looks up and straight at you.
His stomach drops.
And you can see it on his face as he freezes in place before shaking off the shock and continuing his act of nonchalance.
“Truth or Dare” Geto nudges you out of your moment of eye contact with Satoru.
You smirk at Satoru before saying “Dare”
The look on Geto’s face is almost demonic which immediately makes you regret you ever even joined this dumbass game.
“Alright, y/n I dare you to kiss the person you're closest to in this room,” He says as he looks back and forth between you and Satoru while smirking.
You look at Satoru and see that he moved to a couch across from you with that random girl seated right next to him with her head on his shoulder so comfortably like she'd done that a million times before. He smirks at you and leans back putting his arms over the armrest, careful to not disturb her head too much.
You seethe with rage as a plan forms in your head.
You smirk before standing up and pulling your dress down a little so your ass isn't out before shaking your head to fluff out your hair. You turn around facing Geto before slowly planting both of your knees on either side of him. Lowering yourself you lean in close to him. His face is riddled with shock.
“Is this okay?” you look him in the eyes nervously hoping he'd go along with your plan.
This is not at all what Geto had in mind when he gave you that dare he just finally saw an opportunity to get you and Satoru together so Satoru would stop blabbering about his unrequited crush on you.
He feels like what you're doing right now might work even better than his previous plan so he leans in. You almost feel his smirk against your lips which are only a hair away from his.
“Yeah, it's fine the real question is are you gonna be fine after we do this? Because the look Satoru is giving us right now is almost murderous”
This information only excited you more.
You smile before gently pecking Geto. Before you could pull back he grabbed your head and smashed his lips back against yours into a deeper hungrier kiss.
You faintly heard whistles and howls from the people around you. You could feel Satoru’s eyes on you but you were more focused on trying your best not to get devoured by Geto as he made out with you in a way that was so different from the way you and Satoru explored with each other. It was almost like he wanted to fully dominate you and was teasing you at the same time. He swiped with his tongue across your mouth once before not even waiting for you to fully open up to force his tongue in your mouth—
Satoru pulled you away from Geto by lifting you under the arms like you weigh nothing, strength fueled by rage. The moment you're off and on the ground he punches Geto across the face once before grabbing you by the wrist and dragging you away.
You full-on cackle as he starts stomping on the stairs throwing a tantrum like he usually does when he doesn't get his way.
Instead of taking you to his bedroom like you expected, he takes you to his bathroom next to it. He turns on the faucet before grabbing the spare pink toothbrush you keep at his house for sleepovers.
“Brush it off”
He cannot be for real right now.
You grab toothpaste and his lightning McQueen toothbrush before spreading a generous glob on it and straight up shove it in his mouth as you start brushing his teeth. Of course not well because of the angle but the message gets across.
“Mmhhghp”
“I don't understand you but if anyone should be brushing anything it's you because who knows how long you were in your room with that girl” you spit out that sentence with so much venom as you start brushing his teeth more aggressively.
He snatches the toothbrush from your hands and takes it out of his mouth before spitting in the sink “Mei-mei?”
The sound of her name makes the anger leave your body and a sinking feeling replaces it. You turn around so he doesn’t see the tears welling up in your eyes.
You’re so stupid for ever thinking you could be more than friends. You’re beyond stupid for even pining for him in the first place.
He looks at your tense back and because he knows you so well he knows it’s a sign you’re pretty distraught.
“Y/n please look at me” he puts his hands on your shoulder and softly tries to turn you around.
You stand your ground because the moment you turn around you’ll fold.
“Please, I promise it was only transactional”
You turn around so fast and choke on a sob.
“What?”
He’d rather pay for it than be with you.
At the sight of you crying Satoru starts getting a little choked up too. He never was good at comforting you. Most of the time he’ll get more upset than you and so you get so busy comforting him that you forget why you’re even upset in the first place.
Not this time.
You hastily open the bathroom door so you can leave.
“Wait! That didn’t come out right” he grabs you by the wrist pleading for you to stop and hear him out but you fight back.
While you try to loosen his gentle but firm grip on your wrist you lose it.
You’re a mess. Screaming, Hair flying, makeup running down your face, dress struggling to stay on your body as all the movement was honestly too much for it.
Satoru pulls you back towards him by your wrist and wraps you in a tight hug with your arms pinned against him so you can calm down.
You guys stand and sway there for a while. Your sobs slowly turn into hiccups as Satoru shushes you and strokes your back.
“We didn’t do anything” he murmurs after you’ve calmed down enough for your hiccups to be less frequent.
“H-huh?” You hiccup.
“Last time when we did the stuff I felt so bad because you were so good to me and I’m so inexperienced so I inquired Suguru about it and he suggested going to parties and practicing with other girls” he hugs you tighter as your semi- relaxed body starts to tense up once again.
“He said what?” You’re furious. Were you tricked? Was Satoru?
“B-but every time I couldn’t even bring myself to kiss them because I realized the only one I want to kiss is you” You look up into his eyes and only see sincerity.
Still. This didn’t explain everything.
You pout and trace circles on his chest “ O-okay that could be true but it doesn’t explain why you were in your room with meh-meh”
“Mei-mei?” He looks away when you give him a murderous look.
“Well, I was at one of the parties completely defeated after another failed attempt at gaining experience when mei— ughm she came and said she saw the entire thing and offered to give me tips in exchange for money. I threw this party so she had a nonsuspicious reason to come to my house without the entire campus gossiping about it but I couldn’t hear her at all so we went to a quieter place which happened to be my room-” He rambles quickly so you don’t misunderstand again but you interrupt him by pecking him.
He relaxes immediately and leans in so your lips can meet again. This kiss is so different from, any kiss you've had before its like stars are tinkering across your skin and tickling you from the top of your head to your toes. Maybe it’s the fact that he's way less nervous than the first time or maybe it's just him. You didn't feel like this at all when you were kissing Geto, while it was nice it didn't make you feel like you're floating like how you do right now.
You break away from him again to breathe and he follows you again but you put your hand on his mouth weakly to stop him from kissing your senses away again “Toru, what does this mean?”
He takes a deep breath before gently kissing your fingers as he removes your hand from his mouth “This means that you're my best friend of course”
He smiles and looks deeply into your eyes as he breaks your heart into a million pieces.
How could he say that? Did he not feel what you just felt?
“What. The. Fuck.”
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