A Spy Among Them (ShinsoxBakugoxDabixAizawaxReader and more..)

Ch. 154 Please Be My Girlfriend?

"Thanks for helping clean up," Tamaki said from behind me, dotting little kisses on my neck and shoulders as I rinsed off a couple dishes in the sink. "You don't have to do this."

"No problem."

"I made dessert."

"Mhm hm."

"If you want, you can eat it while I eat you."

"Wait, what?" I asked, suddenly perking up.

"I wondered if that would get your attention. You've been kind of...spacey? Is everything okay?"

While I thought about how to answer, Tamaki reached around me and took the soap and sponge out of my hand, setting them down on the counter quietly. His arms went around my waist before he leaned down and put his chin on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry," I sighed, leaning my head against his. "Dinner was great. I think I'm just tired."

"That's okay. I love tired. Want to cuddle on the couch?" he suggested.

"Immediately," I nodded.

As I wandered into the living room behind him, I thought about how different the past couple hours had been from this afternoon with Katsuki. First – Tamaki wasn't trying to fuck me the moment I walked in the room. He found little ways to touch me, sure, but they were more careful, less grabby.

Of course the biggest contrast was obvious. Tamaki didn't have that same confidence in himself that Katsuki practically oozed, but damn, his humility was incredibly attractive. Ironically, it was exactly that lack of confidence that made me want to smother him in kisses and tell him how precious and amazing he was. And when he flipped the switch, when this shy-boy decided he wanted to be in charge... holy hell.

"Today was a lot," Tamaki said as he crashed face first onto the couch.

I couldn't help but smile as I watched him roll onto his back and look up at me. He'd put in so much effort tonight, and he deserved my full attention.

Just the fact that he felt like he had to work for my attention was flattering all by itself. I'd definitely noticed that he'd cleaned up the house before I came over and had put a lot of effort into cooking tonight. It was like he was taking special care with me, as if he thought that one wrong move by him might make me rethink being here. It was completely, totally, utterly adorable.

And anyway, if I was going to figure out my feelings, I needed to focus on the person in front of me. I shook my head as if to shake away any lingering thoughts and comparisons, willing myself to stay in the moment.

"This whole week has been a lot," I agreed before flopping down on the couch on top of him, my head against his chest. For a second his whole body was tense, but then he brought his arms around me and relaxed as he started to rub on my back.

"I need this weekend to recharge. I think I reached the limit of time that I want to spend around people," he said.

"That better not include me," I mumbled into his chest.

"Never."

"Good," I said with a smile, backing up so that I was sitting up, "Because if it had, I wouldn't do this."

Keeping his eye contact, I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it on his face before repeating the same action with my bra.

He brushed them off and his wide eyes went right where I thought they would. But then he shook his head.

"Wait," he said. "Not here."

Without saying another word, he got off the couch and scooped me up, carrying me into his bedroom tight against him. Being away for a week, I'd forgotten how strong he was, and his hands held me firmly against him as he walked down the hall and into his room.