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Chapter 3

{ A few weeks later. }

{ Asra's POV }

I was in the kitchen, fixing tea as I hummed to myself. I glanced up and saw Sora walk down the stairs in a quiet simple outfit that showed her curves in her legs off. A yellow long-sleeve shirt and some jeans, and a plaid shirt.

Her long, lavender hair was pulled back in a messy bun, her face buried in a book as she read, walking down the stairs. I chuckled as she almost tripped and swore, and kicked the bottom stair in frustration. She heard me and looked over, her different colored eyes widening in embarrassment as she hid her face in the book cover. "Dammit," She muttered. I laughed as she nearly fell over herself as she walked over. I steadied her and looked at her face. 'Good grief, Sora. You have paint on your-' I was cut off when she placed a hand on my face and shoved back. We were dating now, of course. She was still the same, stubborn girl she was. "I was painting, idiot." '..I can tell.' She rolled her eyes and walked off, sitting down in a chair and continued to read her book. I gazed at her for a bit, her hair loosely falling out of its style and falling over her face and shoulders. I chuckled to myself and poured a cup of tea for myself and closed my eyes as I sipped it. I felt Sora's strong arms wrap around my waist and her head plop on by back. I placed my cup down and looked down at her hands. I chewed my lip, smiling slightly- ever since someone had made her insecure about her body she made them regret it by becoming completely different- she decide to care for herself more. I sighed and closed my eyes as Sora turned me to her. I raised a brow as she took my scarf off. 'Sora, what-' "I have no clue what I'm doing." She chuckled softly, her lips parting slightly as she did so. I took her hands and used the scarf to pull her close to me. 'Mmh. Can we stay like this for a bit?' She gave no protest, she simply rubbed my back slowly. I felt safe in her arms as she held me. I quickly picked her up, bridal-style. She blinked and looked at me. Those eyes could hypnotize anyone. I kissed Sora's nose and placed her down. 'Where're you headed off to, dear?' Sora twiddled with her fingers and looked down. "Ahh.. I was actually gonna have a day for myself- ya know, just- getting some new things and whatnot." I nodded at her words and kissed her head. 'Have fun, stay safe.' "W-Wait- I was.. was wondering if you wanted to -She took a shaky breath and looked at me- come along. I- I should be fine now.. but I'm still scared." My expression might've softened, because Sora looked relieved. 'Sora. Don't be sorry. I understand the fear of being assaulted again. Of course I'll come. Wait here.'

{ Sora's POV }

I dunno why I was scared to ask Asra if he wanted to join me for company. I shivered and pulled the plaid jacket up and hugged myself. I looked at Asra walking down the stairs and smiled. He matched outfits with me. Asra saw my worried expression and squeezed my arms lightly. 'Sora, dear, I enjoy every bit of your company. Don't be ashamed.' I blushed. "W-What about the shop?" 'It's winter! Holidays, remember?' "O-Oh yeah." We laughed together as we walked out the shop. As we walked around, I instinctively took Asra's hand and twined my fingers with his. I felt his gaze on mine and he stopped us walking. Asra placed a hand on my face and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. 'Sora.. listen to me, it's okay. I'm right here.' "I-.. so- I need to stop apologizing." I pressed two fingers to my lips, looking at Asra, who chuckled at my action. 'You're adorable. Cmon, let's go.' I flushed at the compliment and stayed close to Asra. As we shopped, I fell into ease with him. I was safe. I felt safe with him. I found a dress that caught my eye and walked over to it. Asra was somewhere else in the store, but he seemed to have found me. 'Hm~ that dress would look stunning on you, Sora,' he said softly, winding his arms around my waist. I chuckled and said, "Why don't you look around and I'll get some things, we can meet back here." Asra nodded and left a small kiss on my neck as he walked off. I watched him walk away and smiled like a moron. I loved that man. I shopped around for a long while and ended up getting the dress. [im letting you guys use your imagination for the dress for Sora- or you fellow Y/N people!]
After a while, I was trying the dress on and walked out to look at myself in the mirror. My body went ridged when I saw my ex. He saw me. Oh great. He walked over, smirking.

{ Asra's POV }

When I came back to see Sora, I heard yelling from the changing rooms. Uh-oh. I walked over. ' Cmon, dear~ can't you at least let me get one peek at your body again? ' " YOU PER- " I ran in and pulled Sora back by the waist as she screamed at a man. I narrowed my eyes at him and he fell silent. I slowly let go of Sora. " You piece of shit! What is your problem?! You just sneak into girl's changing rooms to see them exposed?! Get out! " If looks could kill, Sora would have killed this man. I sensed her anger. I knew this man, too. I stepped in front of Sora and watched him walk off. I looked at Sora, her jaw clenched, body tense with anger. I slowly touched her arm and she snapped back into reality. Her anger was in her eyes as she stood there. I held my gaze on her and she slowly calmed down. "I.. don't know what.. I.." Sora cut herself off when I hugged her. 'Hey.. hey.. it's okay. He's gone.' Sora sighed softly. "Can we go home?" 'Of course, Sora.' We both went to the shop. I watched as Sora walked up to her room and closed the door to try on her outfits. After a while, she walked out, wearing one of my shirts and shorts. I observed her actions as she fixed herself some tea, reading a book as she did so. I walked up behind her and did her hair. "Hmm?" Sora tilted her head back, pressing it against my chest. I let out a small chuckle as she furrowed her brow at me when I gave no answer. She walked to her room and I sighed. 'What are you doing to me, Sora?' I muttered, watching her walk off. 'You have me under a spell.' After a few minutes I heard Sora.. singing? [yes, I do imagine my MC sings however loudly she pleases when she's bored. Song is at the top, btw!] I crept upstairs and leaned on the doorway, watching as Sora held her arms out, singing- "Call me a fuckin' diva, I'm an overachiever. I'm a knockout, anesthesia, give me a breather! Heard the gossip, heard a rumor that you said you made me who I am.. think you're the man!" I was intrigued by her singing. She surely was bold as she sang. I knew who she was talking about, I smirked to myself, gazing at her. I heard a knock on the door and answered. Sora was aware of me watching her sing, of course she followed. My body stiffened. It was her.. ex. I sensed her anger as the ex strode in the house, walking up to Sora and tilting her head to him. ' Hm.. could use som- ' Sora let out a yell and kneed her ex in the groin and twisted his arm back, slamming him back to the ground, pinning him to the ground. I smiled to myself as she stared her ex down. " Get out of my life. " She snapped, standing. Her ex coughed and spluttered, running out. Sora chased after him and yelled, " GO FUCK YOURSELF! " I sighed and pulled Sora in the shop, closing the door slowly and taking her hands lightly and pressing her against the wall of the shop. Her eyes widened in surprise as I towered above her. I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I felt her legs wrap around my waist as she placed a hand on my face, her lips dangerously close to mine. My voice came out low. ' Mm~ You sure are attractive when mad, dear. ' Sora scoffed and rolled her eyes, obviously smiling. "Mmhmm. Sure.. " I walked to the bedroom and laid her down. I placed my hands on either side of Sora's head, propped up on top of her. She kissed me softly and pulled me on top of her. I chuckled and placed my head on her chest. Eventually, we fell asleep together.