Chapter Eight

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You get back home and park your car. You let out a deep sigh and pick at your nails while you chew your lip. Touya's words about your neck echo in your mind. You pull a small handheld mirror from your bag and it flip it open. The deep purple bruises decorate the side of your neck. You groan and bury your face into your hands.

"Might as well get it over with..." you grumble to yourself before climbing out of the car.

You put your key into the door and scrunch your neck down into your shoulders to try and hide your love bites. It swings open and you see Fuyumi and your sister standing there watching the door in anticipation. They both giggle seeing you hunched over. Your face heats and you try to avoid their gazes.

"Heyyyy guys," you laugh nervously and give a shy little wave.

Kyoko crosses her arms over her chest and raises a brow at you. "Heyyy."

Fuyumi giggles and looks back and forth between the two of you, her hands covering her mouth. Her eyes are bulging with excitement behind her glasses. She can't hold it anymore and she squeals before rushing to you. Before she wraps her arms around you in a hug, she gasps and tilts your head. "Y/N!!!"

Your cheeks are on fire with embarrassment. "What?"

She scoffs and turns back to Kyoko. She points to your neck and they both dissolve into a fit of giggles.

"Oh come on you two..." You roll your eyes and walk into the kitchen, tossing your bag onto the counter. Even though you're giving them a hard time, you feel just as excited as them about your deflowering experience. But how do you explain it all to them? You chew your lip again but wince at the pain from Dabi's love bite there too.

Fuyumi and Kyoko stand on the other side of the counter from you and watch you with twinkling eyes and bright grins.

Your sister giggles and props herself up on her elbow, leaning towards you. "Spill the deets, sis."

"There's not much to tell really..." You turn to pour yourself a cup of coffee from the waiting pot.

"Oh yeah, sure," Kyoko teases. "Who is he? Must be someone real special to get an overnight date."

"And don't forget the obvious evidence of what happened," Fuyumi giggled.

You take slow sips from your mug and glance between them over the rim. They both stare at you with expectant faces and you sigh. "All right, fine," you groan. "But look...he's a really um...private person so I can't tell you much."

They both giggle again and grasp each other's hands. The scene reminds you of a bunch of middle school girls discussing their first crushes and it breaks your resolve, making you giggle with them.

"What's he look like?"

"What's he do? Ya know...other than...that!" Kyoko motions to your neck and laughs.

You give her a mock stern look. "Well...he has black hair. He's tall. He has gorgeous blue eyes." You smile remembering those eyes. "Oh and he has piercings lots of piercings." You raise your brows at them suggestively and take another sip of your coffee.

Kyoko and Fuyumi gasp collectively and your roommate looks at you slack jawed. "Y/N!! Sounds like a bad boy! I didn't know you had it in you."

You shrug and mentally scream. Yeah...'bad guy'...you have no idea how right you are there. "As far as work...he's pretty secretive about that. I have um, a relative idea, but it's best we don't talk about it. We don't really understand each other's career paths so it would just get...confusing." You hold your breath and sip your coffee more, really hoping they don't press more on that front.

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