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warnings ;

i. sexual content

satoru woke up early the next morning. his eyes met you when he opened them, making his heart melt. you were curled up next to him, the sheet covering your naked body.

some strands of hair were covering your face, before he placed them behind your ear. your head was resting on his pillow and one of your hands was holding his.

a soft expression had taken over his face, and he couldn't stop the smile that wanted to appear, too. he wanted to wake up everyday and meet you by his side. he didn't want to wake up all alone in a king size bed, again.

he kissed the top of your head, before he slowly got up. he put on underwear and some gray sweatpants he found, not bothering to grab a shirt. you were still sound asleep when he left, so he softly closed the door behind him.

he went to the bathroom on the second floor, cause he didn't want to wake you up by going to his en suite bathroom. he washed his face and brushed his teeth, before he went to the first floor.

by the time he reached the kitchen, you woke up from the coldness of the bed. you got up and took your panties from the floor, since your bra wasn't wearable anymore. you walked towards a sliding door and opened it, only to meet a medium sized walk-in closet.

you blinked at it in awe, surprised by how organized he kept his clothes. you looked through his t-shirts, before taking a simple white one. you walked out and went to the bathroom, looking at yourself in the mirror.

this time you weren't met with hundreds of hickeys. one single love bite rested on the side of your neck, reminding you that you and satoru weren't just fucking, anymore. a smile painted your features, as your fingers traced the mark.

after spending some minutes in the bathroom -trying to find a second toothbrush to brush your teeth-, and washing your face, you left his room.

you walked down the stairs, eyes looking all around his house. you remembered seeing the outside of it the day before and it was the exact opposite from the inside.

it was built like a traditional japanese house, but from the inside it was completely modern. it was also huge. almost the size of a mansion. it made you wonder how satoru was able to live all alone in such a huge house.

you heard noise coming from a room close to you, so you softly made your way there. your bare feet came in contact with the cold wooden floor of the living room, before meeting the marbled floor of the kitchen.

your eyes met satoru's figure, who's back was facing you, while he prepared coffee. you smiled and walked behind him, wrapping your arms around his torso. you placed your chin on his bare back, as he turned his head to the side to look at you.

"is that my shirt?" he asked, turning around completely.

"yes. since you ripped mine, yesterday" you said, looking up at him with a smile.

"i'm gonna buy you as many new ones as you want"

he placed a hand on your cheek and leaned in, meeting your lips in a sweet kiss. you both smiled, before pulling away;

"good morning, by the way"

"good morning" you laughed, removing some strands of hair from his face.

he caressed your cheek, cerulean eyes staring at you. he couldn't get enough of you. staring at you and taking in your beauty was something he could see himself doing for hours.

his thumb brushed your bottom lip, slowly leaning in, again. his one hand was on your hip and the other holding the back of your neck, as he kissed you.

your hands were traveling around his chest and his broad shoulders, as you deepened the kiss. he pushed his tongue in your mouth, earning a small hum from you.

your back met the counter behind you, as he trapped you. he placed both hands on your hips, his lips still moving in sync with yours. you pulled away to catch your breath, a string of saliva connecting your lips together- before he broke it with his thumb.

he went to place his hand on the counter, when his fingers came in contact with the hot coffee pot.

"fucking hell!"

he quickly pulled his hand away, and you noticed the red skin on his fingertips.

"did you just touch that pot?" you asked, pointing at it.

"actually, don't answer that!" you added, taking his hand in yours.

"will you kiss it better?"

you raised your head to look at him, noticing the smirk on his face.

"no, are you stupid? you have to-"

he interrupted you by placing his burnt fingertips on your lips.

"maybe if you took them in your mouth, i'd feel even better"

"you're disgusting" you said, as you removed his hand from your face.

you left his hand in the sink, letting cool water fall on it.

"do you have any cream for that type of stuff?"

"the bathroom on your left, in this floor. it's in the cabinet under the sink"

you made your way there, leaving him in the kitchen with the cool running water. you opened the cabinet, your hand immediately grabbing the cream in front of you.

you went back to the kitchen, gently drying his hand, before you squeezed some of the cream on your hand. you carefully applied it on his fingers, trying not to hurt him in any way.

"maybe i should hurt myself more"

you could hear the smirk in his voice, but nonetheless, you raised your head to look at him.

"don't be stupid"

"what? i'd love to have you taking care of me" he said, leaning closer to your face.

"hire a maid to take care of your injuries" you answered, pushing his head away.

"i had one"

"had?" you asked, taking the coffees from the counter.

"yeah!"

"i fucked her and then fired her"

you were thankful that you had time to place the mugs on the table, or else they'd be broken and the warm liquid would be all over the place.

"you know what? i can take care of you. you don't need a maid"

you turned around to look at him, a smile painting your features.

"are you jealous?"

"what? no! why would i be?" you asked, still faking a smile.

"no one stands a chance against you, pretty" he said, wrapping his arms around you.

"what if they're prettier?" you asked, placing your head on his chest.

"prettier than you? no way"

"besides, i don't wanna look at anyone else, now that i saw you! i'm yours, y/n!" he said, kissing your forehead.

you looked at him, before you tip-toed to place a kiss on his lips;

"and i'm yours, too"

you could feel his fast beating heart against your hand, something that had a smile making it's way to your face. he went to lean in and kiss you, but you moved away. you took a seat and brought a mug of coffee closer to you.

"hey! i wanted to kiss you!"

"later" you said, trying to hide the smile on your lips.

"just a peck!"

"we both know it ain't gonna be a peck"

"bet"

he stood in front of you, as he placed his fingers on your chin, and raised your head. he lowered his body and placed a small -yet sweet- kiss on your lips.

"see? i did it"

"you didn't. that wasn't a peck" you laughed.

"of course, it was!"

"it was four seconds"

"it was a peck"

you laughed and shook your head, not even trying to correct him. you knew he'd get what he wanted, after all. he sat across from you, the other mug of coffee in his hands.

"do you always walk around shirtless, like a slut?"

"that was rude"

"excuse me" you said, rolling your eyes.

"yes, i walk around shirtless. after all, i live alone" he laughed.

"all alone in this big house... isn't it kinda..."

"what? lonely?"

"yeah"

"it is! but, thankfully, i try to have friends over whenever i'm free"

"if you want to live with me, just say so" he added, teasing you.

"what?! i never said that!"

your cheeks were hot and your grip around the mug tightened. you wanted to live with him, but you didn't want to rush. also, you were still scared of sharing an apartment with a partner.

"i want to, but... i don't think i'm ready, yet" you said, eyes locked on the dark liquid in your cup.

"take your time, pretty. i was just teasing you" he said, placing a hand on top of yours.

you raised your head and looked at him, noticing the small smile on his face. it was reassuring and it held nothing but sincerity behind it.

"i'm sorry that i can't-"

"don't ever apologize for not being ready to do something" he interrupted you.

"take your time, i ain't going anywhere. after all, it's not like we won't spend days in each other's place"

"yeah, you're right" you smiled.

he reached for your hand, holding it in his, while he drew circles on the top with his thumb. his eyes were locked on the movement of his finger, while yours were staring at him.

"you know... my friends want to meet you"

"really?"

"yeah! especially shoko"

"she says she wants someone normal to talk to" he added, making you laugh.

"sure! i'd love to meet your friends"

"but, before that"

"yeah?" he looked at you, waiting to hear what was next.

"we're gonna go to my place, because maki and nobara are there"

"i thought you took the key from her"

"i gave it back" you sighed.

"can't believe she even told you that" you added, shaking your head.

"she told me every single thing. thankfully" he chuckled.

"since you were so desperate to learn what i was doing, you should've asked me directly"

"it was better to give you time. but, you're right. if i talked directly to you, you probably wouldn't have fucked yuta" he fake smiled.

"fucking hell... when are you gonna drop that?" you said, rubbing your temple.

"right now, cause i get so jealous when i remember that someone -other than me- made you feel good"

"possessive much?"

"in the good way?" he asked, looking at you.

you laughed and got up, walking to his side. you sat on his lap, his arms instantly wrapping themselves around your waist.

"it's kinda hot when you get all bothered and jealous" you said, running your fingers through his white locks.

"is it?"

"extremely"

he could feel the smile on your lips when you kissed him, and he couldn't help but smile, too. his hands moved under y̶o̶u̶r̶ his shirt, resting on your waist, before cupping your breasts.

"don't even try anything, we have to go" you said against his lips.

"yeah yeah"

"just one more kiss"

satoru was a liar. that one kiss ended up being a whole make-out session, while his cock was buried deep inside you. of course you liked it, but it didn't change the fact that he was a liar.

currently, he was driving to your house; both of you ready to surprise maki and nobara with your relationship. at least, in the middle of that make-out session, he asked you to be his girlfriend.

you got out of the car, satoru immediately sending you a look.

"what?"

"you're not opening that fucking door by yourself, again"

"oh... okay, sure"

he wrapped his arm around your shoulders, walking to your front door with you. you took your keys out and unlocked it, instantly hearing the voices of your friends. you placed a fingers on your lips, telling satoru to keep quiet.

"hey" you said, once you walked in the kitchen.

maki and nobara turned their heads to look at you, eyes moving from you to the man next to you. he smiled at her and she got the hint.

"finally you realized you like each other?" nobara laughed.

"you owe everything to me, by the way" maki said.

"yeah yeah, we know" you replied, kissing her cheek.

satoru sat on a chair and placed you on his lap, kissing your temple. he rested his chin on your shoulder, his arms snaking around your waist.

"how you both feel that you're in a relationship, again?"

"scared" you and satoru said at the same time.

"you're gonna be fine, don't worry" maki said, sipping some of her coffee.

you slightly nodded your head, before you turned to your side. your eyes met satoru's, who softly smiled at you. you moved on his lap, as his hand moved behind your head. he pushed you closer, his lips meeting yours.

maki and nobara looked at each other, smiles on their faces as they watched you. they were happy for the two of you, but they were mostly proud of you. they hoped that your relationship would be nothing but perfect, and nothing would lead you to destruction again.

maki knew that satoru would do mostly anything for you. and you would do the same. she was scared, of course, but she chose to trust both of you. she wanted nothing more than your happiness, and she could tell that -even in the midst of chaos- you found it.

'that's your new chance in love. for both of you'