Make~ Want~ (Majority vote says y'all didn't want Hinata's death in detail. Sorry folks)
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Yamaguchi's P.O.V
(TW: So this chapter is nothing but smutt and rape on top of that. I don't have the next chapter yet but I also understand if you don't want to read this.)
I smiled and looked over to Y/n's sleeping figure as Tsukishima left the house. Y/n was so cute, he was so peaceful. I loved him so fucking much.
He moved a little and woke up, looking at me. It was about 8:30. "Where's Tsukishima?"
"He left, remember? He told you it was just gonna be the two of us tonight." He nodded and went to turn his back to me.
I sighed and grabbed his shoulder, turning him back to face me. "Tsukki says you dont love me, but I love you so much." I putted and he panicked a little, waving his hands.
"No no no, or course I love you, Yamaguchi! I do love you, so much." I smiled and leaned over, kissing him.
"I'm sorry but I don't really believe you, can you prove it to me?" He nodded and smiled softly at me, I could tell it was a little forced. Tsukki was right He didn't love us.
I climbed on top of him and straddled him, looking down at him and smiling. "I want you to fuck me." His face went pale and he stuttered a little bit.
"I- I uhm. I don't-"
"Do you love me or not?"
"Of course I do, I just I don't know if this is."
"Then shut up. You don't even have to do anything, just lay there and I'll do all the work ok?" He nodded slowly.
I giggled and took his shirt off. Once again I was going to see him naked. And this time, I was going to make him fuck me.
I ran my hands down his torso and smiled softly as I looked into his eyes. He was so panicked. I giggled and moved my hands to his buckle, unbuckling his jeans and getting off his lap to pull them down. He wouldn't look me in the eyes.
I was used to not being able to see his eyes when I did things like this though, I mean we touched him in his sleep for almost a week before he found out. I giggled to myself again and pulled his jeans all the way off, now pulling his boxers down.
He shifted uncomfortably on the bed and I began to undress myself. I took my shirt off and my jeans, looking over at him as I laid in my boxer briefs.
