𝙅𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙣 .:, 𝙉.𝙔

Lion

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We arrived home and Yuta was back to normal. We entered and I spoke, "I never knew I could make you so weak." I softly laughed as I let go of his hand. He smacked my ass as he let out a low growl. I let out a tiny yelp before he grabbed my throat. "Bad. Girl." He said, eyes filled with lust. He tightened his grip on my throat as I let out a soft moan. "Shut up. Don't moan unless I tell you to, slut." I quickly bit my lip and threw my head back as Yuta marked my neck. I grabbed a handful of hair as my other hand fell to the waistband of his pants.

"Oh, this could be good." A familiar voice said from the corner of the room. I jumped and Yuta tightly hugged me. "I should've let you continue, see how far you went before noticing me." Mark said, smirking. I pushed past Yuta but he grabbed my wrist. "Oh, does he have an attack dog now?" Mark teased. I pushed Yuta against the wall and whispered, "Let me go. And I'm not asking." Yuta instantly released his grip. I walked up to Mark and pushed him against the wall: "I'm sick of you walking in here like you own the place. You're nothing to me anymore, Mark. Not even an acquaintance." I said, angrily, before I slapped him. He went to hit me back but I dodged it, punching his stomach. As he came down I kneed him in the face. It took him a moment to recover, but he looked up at me, smirking, lip bleeding. "You're feisty. You never were an easy one..." He laughed before he caught me off guard and punched me. He went to pull his hand back and I grabbed it, twisting it behind his back, pushing him against the wall, "Listen, bitch. I'm not your fucking toy! Don't fucking touch me, dickhead." I said before pushing him out the door.

"Emiko?!" Yuta asked gently touching my cheek. I winced as his touch made it burn. Mark had busted my cheek. "Jesus Christ, babygirl!" He examined my face, "I took three different self defense courses when I was younger." I clarified walking to the bathroom. I grabbed the first aid kit and took care of my cut. He gently touched my cheek, "Poor girl." I looked into his eyes, "I'm fine, I promise. I can handle myself." I smiled at him before cupping his face and kissing him.

*~time skip~*

Yuta begged me to help him make dinner that night and I finally agreed. It was pretty simple and easy and only took about 30 minutes. As we were sitting down and talking, Yuta mentioned our future again; "Yuta, why do you keep mentioning that?" I asked, curiously. "Why do I mention what?" He said before talking another bite. "Our future.." I said, setting my chopsticks down and looking at him. I looked at my plate and back up at him. He looked extremely panicked. "If you don't wanna talk about it we don't have to!" I placed one hand on his thigh and with the other I directed his chin towards me, "I'm sorry." I said, hugging him. "You should know, but I jus-" "You don't have to tell me. Don't feel obligated!" I said getting up and taking our plates to the sink before turning on the water. "Emiko.. I'm sorry." I looked down and I sighed, "Yuta. Don't stress, okay? Just get ready for bed." I smiled at him before grabbing his cup too. He got up, quietly, and did as I said.
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After finishing the dishes I walked to the room and Yuta was already in bed. I took off my clothes and put on one of Yuta's hoodies before climbing over him to get to my side of the bed and looking at him. I softly touched his face, "I love you lion." I pecked his lips and he held my head there, deepening the kiss. I smiled as my hands traveled to his sides. He gently cupped my face. After we broke away I looked into his eyes, "So sweet and thoughtful." I whispered, pecking his lips before curling up into a ball against his chest.