author's note: hey bitches omg that ending of loki had me PISSED the fuck OFF LIKE BRUH ugh i literally spent the next day refusing to read loki fics and only watched shit with bucky barnes sexy ass 😏 also i copped 2 devilman grimoire books vol 3 and 4 and imma be honest i read 1 skimmed through 2 and finished 3 and they fucking suck like deadass honestly that shit could be passed off as hentai bc so much happens in it 😭 anyways switched up my makeup routine and i'm thriving yaas slay anyways thank you for reading i also might be posting a prompt list just for funsies anyways bye now love y'all 💖‼️
warnings + about: college au, aged up, and they were roommates, SMUT, ova/80s ryo bc he's just better 🙄🤚, gender neutral reader, slapping & shi, minors DNI
word count: 2100+
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dings of the digital clock in the shared apartment erupted through solemn hallways, as some would say it was the witching hour in this early hour of the morning. sleep could not seem dip you into it's calming stream, only anger simmering through your body. it had been way later since he was out, saying he would be back by the strike of midnight. but your little cinderella was late, growing worried with texts and calls that were left ignored and not picked up. pissing you off as a simple "i'll be home late" could have eased you off in a slighter way, if that were the case it would be understandable but he was doing this on purpose.
your roommate, ryo, only a roommate if not more than a good friend of yours had twisted the sweet friendship into a knott. without a label despite the events that were seen as common, replaying practically weekly like the show playing on the television screen. but that would be long forgotten with his hot breath against your neck.
before leaving, the sun still brightened the apartment. saying he had a date with some guy from his lectures and he would be home no later than midnight, which was a lie and it wasn't the first time he did it. true he had some sort of intoxicating touch and words that would leave you forgiving him each time. ryo enjoyed your pissed face and how you avoided eye contact, only for you to lean into his touch when he places his cold hand on your jaw. eyeing your lips that would be swollen and sore by the time he was done with you.
whilst glaring at the clock ticking in the kitchen, jingling keys and the opened door caused you to look up. scrunching in a sour manner at the man with the mullet, slipping his shoes off ryo then discarded his trench coat onto the rack. surprised at you leaning on the counter of your shared kitchen.
"surprised that you're still up," smugly he smiled at you, walking towards you as he slipped a hand to pull you against him. hands securely on your waist he whispers, "you missed me huh?"
there was no escape, yet. his grip was tight despite the fact you refused to look at him in the eyes, still angered from the worry he caused you. it was getting late and you wanted to finally retire for the night, but a grip to your chin caused you to look at ryo. leaning in, a tender kiss is placed on your lips though you only stood there trying not to let the gesture seep into you, not now at least.
