ᴏᴜʀꜱ [Ｇｉｎｔａｍａ ｘ Ｒｅａｄｅｒ]

Trust [Kamui] AU

I sat on Kamui's sofa, my legs propped up on the coffee table in front with my laptop on my lap. Making it seem like my attention was on my college work in front of me. Kamui somewhere lingering in the kitchen on the phone before feeling his presence behind me causing me jump slightly. His arms wrapping around me and squeezing me in his embrace resting his pale chin on my shoulder, nibbling my ear slightly.

"Can you help?" I questioned.

Even though he was a criminal he was still a lot more intelligent than me.

"Sure." He smiled happily.

His lips pressing delicate kisses on my neck, I could feel my heart beat intensify by his touch, so much so that even Kamui would be aware of it. Moving around to take a seat next to me, taking the laptop off my lap. Standing up and leaning down to plant a sweet kiss on Kamui's warm cheek.

"Going to the bathroom." I said before pulling the bottom of my lip between my teeth.

Hastily leaving the Livingroom and into Kamui's bedroom shutting the door as quietly as I could. Trying not to alert him, as it clicked close I spun around , scanning the space around me. Immediately started searching through his drawers, rummaging through the clothes. He had to have the weapon somewhere, hearing that all Yato carry weapons due to their nature, I just had to see it for myself. Ignoring where his tshirts are stored, spinning to the face the wardrobe. Yanking open the doors and shuffling down to my knees, searching the bottom, then shifting to the top. No luck. Jumping quietly to see the very top of the wardrobe upon seeing a box, trying to reach it.

When unsuccessful a huff left my lips, spotting an empty chair in the corner, working quickly to drag the chair over and teetering upon it and reaching up. With the new found height, pulling the box into my hands. Stumbling off the chair, falling down on my knees causing a small bang to echo through the apartment in the Harusame base; hoping it didn't alert my vermillion haired boyfriend.

Taking the lid of the top of the box, my cheeks littering pink at the variety of condoms that Kamui have kept. All different colours, lubricants and textures. Some even seemed to have flavors, scrunching my nose up at the packaged one between my fingers. A laugh seemed to knock me out of my thoughts, my head snapping to where the sound came from. My vermillion yato stood in the doorway, leaning against it with his eyebrows raised, making it hard for me to read his emotions. My distractions hadn't provided me with nearly as much time as I hoped. His deep blue eyes Icey, scanning around the room at the mess I had caused throughout his bedroom.

I gulped as he shifted into the actual bedroom now, closing the door behind him. The smile that he wore, has made it clear that Kamui wasn't best pleased, the sarcasm practically drippingfrom him. I could feel my body starting to shake slightly. His eyes piercing into me, holding my gaze captive, slowly stalking over to me; standing directly over me on the floor his height shadowing over.

"Found it?" He lowly asked.

Trying to fight down the anxiousness that was in the pit of my stomach. Knowing that his moods can change in an instant due to his past trauma. Kamui's frame felt intimidating.

"Find what?" I weakly asked, swallowing the spit that was stuck in my throat.

"Whatever it was you were looking for."

"Nothing..." I whispered.

His large hands reaching down to grip my wrists and pulling my small frame up to trap me between himself and the wall. His body temperate was hot, very hot. He was mad. He nudged my head to the side slightly, lips brushing the tingling skin of my neck, my eyes closed trying to stop the tears.

"You're lying.." He said, trying to cause a reaction from me.

His tone was controlled but the authority behind it was evidently clear, his voice deep, unusually deep when speaking to me. Flinching further back into the wall, hoping to would envelope me in to escape this situation. I could feel his gaze on me narrow, his grip on my wrists getting tighter.

"Tell me."

I nervously shook my head.

"For fuck sake stop hiding shit from y/n!" He barked.

The raise in volume of his voice, caused me to jump, his voice bouncing off the walls. The thick veins in his neck was protruding, a sign of his obvious annoyance. I was being held captive as I tried to shuffle to the side, in an attempt to maneuver around his frame. Hot and heavy breathes fell on top of my head, I knew he wouldn't hurt me. The most he'd do is shout and that task is already crossed off. Turning my head to stare him back in the eyes, gaining some confidence.

"Let me go." I instructed, calmly.

"When you spill your secret, I will. I have no problem being pressed against your cute little body all day." He smirked, as if the annoyance was gone and it was game again to the vermillion haired man.

I brought my bottom lip between my teeth again, a bad habit as we started the stare off between each other. Waiting for either one to back off. His icy gaze burning holes through me.

"I-I was looking for your weapon" I whispered.

"I was told that Yato carry them, to kill.."

Kamui's face turned upside down upon hearing this, his anger raising up again. I could feel it. His hand letting go off my wrist to punch the wall neck to my head, causing my body to tense and jump under his. He was fuming. I took this chance to move away from him and take a seat on his bed. Leaning his forehead against the wall, heavy breathing.

"Why didn't you ask me?" He spoke.

"So what if I do?" He carried on.

I had no words, my head looking to the side, avoiding his eyes. I knew falling in love with Kamui was a risk, he was a criminal, one with a lust for violence. I wanted to keep him. I could hear his feet shuffling over to me, his large hand grasping under my chin and angling it up, causing me to see his handsome face. His long finger tracing over my abused bottom lip that is constantly chewed upon as a nervous habit. Before leaning down and pressing his lips against mine, my eyes fluttering closed pushing me backwards on the bed, his heavy body trapping mine once again.

His long fingers fiddling with the silver metal flower on my chest as a symbol of how much he cares for me. Kissing it before letting it fall from his fingers and back to the valley between my breasts.

"I'll won't ever show you that side of me to you." He spoke holding my eye contact.

"I know." I whispered, a small smile curving on my lips, knowing he'd keep his word, still worries flashed in the back of my mind.

His hands moving to roam around my body, to comfort himself. Just gentle kisses and touches was left lingering on my body. My fingers sliding into his vermillion locks, tugging slightly to force a throaty moan from the man in the passionate moment. He looked so good with his long hair, I think I'd be sad if he where to ever cut it.

"Maybe we can use that condom you was holding" He whispered, a cheeky smile planted on his lips.

A breath laugh left my lips, shaking my head. When is this man isn't horny.