I Choose You (Sequel to 'I Hate Ultimatums') ( Saiki K x Fem! Reader )

i love you

Saiki put his hand on your chin, lifting it up to face him. Your cheeks turned red, as they do.
I bought you some sweets from that café. → you
Your eyes sparkled. Aw! I love when he shares the things he likes with me.
He flicked your forehead.
I can hear you, silly. → you
You faced away in embarrassment.

Are they completely ignoring me?! (Yamada)
"You. I challenge you." Yamada spoke, a finger pointed directly at the psychic.
Not this again. → Yamada
Yamada sighed frustratedly.
"I will make her mine." He declared.
No, thanks. → Yamada
No than- NO THANKS? (Yamada)
Leave before things get complicated. I don't feel like dealing with you right now. Or ever for that matter. →Yamada

Yamada reached in to grab your arm and pull you away from the boy.
Before he knew it, he was outside your house waving goodbye to you.
Eh? How did I get here? Wait a damn minute! (Yamada)

"I guess it's hard to get you jealous, huh?" You diverted your attention from Yamada to your boyfriend who sat on your bed, playing on your phone.
"Who said I wasn't jealous?" He muttered.
"Hmm?"
Nothing. → you
"Tell me!!" you whined, jumping on him.
Woah, crap! He hit the bed with his back as you sat on his stomach.
"I refuse to move until you tell me!" You crossed your arms, sitting on him with a pout.
Aw, she's kinda cute. Anyway, that's beyond the point.

You know that I could easily get you off me if I wanted, right? → you
"Yes." You replied.
But you'll only make it worse.
He sighed. Is this what it was to have a girlfriend?
I might've been a little bit jealous. → you
"What? Why?"
What do you mean, 'why'? You know...→ you
You focused, trying to concentrate hard on the answer.
Never mind.
Because... → you
"Because?"
Because I like you, stupid. → you
He looked away in embarrassment.
You gasped. "I like you, too!"
I know that.
You leaned in, kissing him on the cheek and then rolling to the side next to him.
Good grief. His cheeks painted pink. He wanted more.

He turned to face you on the bed, you turned to face him too, a smile on your face.
You're a goofball, you know that? A complete idiot. → you
You smiled proudly.
"You love it!"
I do. → you
Huh?
"I love you."
Eh?!?
"I.." Your voice trailed in an attempt to form a sentence with consecutive wording, which had failed miserably. He leaned in, your eyes widened.

As his lips pressed against yours in a short meeting, you felt your heart race.
You couldn't believe it. What lasted a second or so felt like a lifetime and a half. Not nearly enough.
As he pulled away, you leaned back in.
You had unwillingly let one word take over your mind. More.
He put his finger on your lips, leaning in to whisper into your ear.
"Maybe another time." Then he was gone. Teleported away to God knows where.

Ku, you tease! You sat up, flustered and pink, running your hands along the wrinkled, warm sheets of where he had just laid.
I love you too.