𝐉𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐈𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐘𝐮̄𝐣𝐢 || 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 |𝐟𝐭. 👀|

a/n: starting this book with a birthday special for my boi Yūji! happy birthday! ❤

Only Yours

¡ NSFW !

The tips of your toes were barely touching the ground, switching positions swiftly and with great expertise and providing you with the flexibility and the ease to dodge the precise attacks of your opponent. Megumi kept pushing you, driving you more and more back, stealing your breath with every step you took, urging your heart to pump faster and the blood in your veins race to the south with every passing second.

"Not giving up yet?" he challenged, a smirk curling the corner of his lips, as he put out a nice stiff left, which he planned to follow with a right cross. You were quick enough to slip to the left and throw him off.

"Definitely not" you breathed, wiping tiny beads of sweat off your forehead. You had enough time to take a short-lived breather, readying yourself to charge back at him. You raised your arms, creating the appropriate fighting stance, only for the triumphant grin on your face to slowly fade away as you came to realize that you had actually been driven into a corner, stripped off any options.

"You sure?"

The raven-head was towering over you now, his figure proud and dominant, enclosing you between him and the wall behind you. Was he always that tall? Your back clashed with the wall, tearing a gasp out of you, as the shadows cast over his face darkened. Your eyes flicked, trembling at the sight of nearly intimidating aura forcing you to freeze.

An unusually malicious smirk spread on his features, one you hadn't been greeted with before, one that suffocated you, pulled the air straight out of your lungs. Was your friend always that breath-taking? He came closer and closer to you, closing the distance with every little throb of your rapidly-beating heart.

Even swallowing seemed hard at this point, especially when you noticed his tongue sliding over his juicy lips, which were edging dangerously close to yours. This was wrong; his hot breath dancing sluggishly on your face, his majestic eyes drowning you in a pool of haze, his presence having such an intense influence on you. It was all wrong, yet it felt so right. The thought of his lips against yours... his touch on your body... so right... and yet so wrong...

"Y/n?" a familiar voice broke the silence beside you. It was neither Megumi's, nor yours.

In a fraction of a second, your eyes snapped open, and you pushed the boy away from you, averting your gaze to the direction the voice originated from and feeling your heart sink inside your chest.

The pink-haired boy you were used to seeing wearing a cheeky, innocent expression was now standing before you, speechless, the vividness and verve now completely wiped off his face, replaced by a mask void of any emotion, a lifeless stare.