AND MY HEART SKIPS A BEAT (Ayato Kirishima X Reader)

Reading Through The Texts

You were currently sitting cross-legged on your bed, reading through the text messages you had gotten from your beloved Ayato.
Yo bitch
You giggle, this was the first text message conversation the two of you had shared. It was around the time Ayato had joined up with the Aogiri Tree, the two of you joined together for safety reasons, he didn't want you hurt and you didn't want him hurt. Of course the latter worry was "Dumb as fuck" according to the great Ayato himself. You knew he was tough, but you still worried.
Hello, Ayato-chan.
U dumb as fuck bitch thts the wrong honorific.
Haha, I know.
Then y u keep calling me tht?
You called him 'Ayato-chan' because of how he reacted. Every time his indigo eyes would scrunch up, his perfect lips curling into a slight snarl. It was the epitome of cuteness, if you did say so yourself.
Why are you dating me?
Bcuz u a fine bitch.
You burst out laughing when you retread this, for maybe the millionth time. He was still a beginner when it came to romance. It was cute when he tried, so you let his rough compliments slide.
Ayato, please refrain from using American slang.
It's not American slang fucktard.
It's just normal slang.
So don't call me 'fine'. Sexy will do.
K fine u like 50% sexy
Only 50%?!
Fine u 75% sexy.
....
wtf bitch what more u want
...
K fine u sexy

Ayato had walked in while you were still reading them, watching you with his usual bored expression on his face.
"What the fuck are you doing, idiot?" He asks after you read the last text. You jumped about 50 feet in the air.
"A-Ayato!" You exclaim, turning of your phone after clearing your history.
"Yeah it's me you piece of shit, why were you laughing like a dumbfuck?" You giggle, covering your mouth with a cupped hand.
"I was reading through our texts, Ayato-chan!" The blue haired male's eyes scrunch up, his lip curling. you let out a shriek and jump into his arms.
"You are so fucking cuuuuuute~" He stiffens from the sudden bodily contact.
"What the fuck?!" he asks, steadying you with one of his hands.
"I love you Ayato." His face reddens a slight bit, and his mouth flops open and closed, trying to form the sentence that just so carelessly left your lips, those three tiny words stuck in his throat like glass.
Suddenly you felt a buzz in your back pocket.

I love you too, (y/n).