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Waking up together (yashiro x female reader)

Yashiro POV

Last night was a blur. I don't even exactly remember what happened. One minute, i'm dancing, then I stupidly take Y/n's (my friend but also my crush [o///o]) hand, and boom! She's in my bedroom. I feel like panicking. What if my parents are home? What if they saw me drunk? AHHHHHHHHHH WHAT IF THEY SAW ME AND Y/N!!!?!?! I didn't even think that she'd stay all night! what will happen when she wakes up?!?! 

Well, it looks like that last question was answered. I hear a groan, a yawn, then a pair of huge tired h/c eyes peering up at me. 

"Hung over?" Her voice is soothing. It remind me of last night...WHICH I'M NOT EVER GOING TO THINK ABOUT AGAIN.

"No not really," I say, fumbling with the covers. "you?"

"Sorta." She stretches her arms, still lying down.

Silence. She looks fine with it, but it just makes me feel uncomfortable and nervous.

"You stayed the whole night?" As soon as I say it, Y/n starts giggling. 

"Yeah, what was I supposed to do? Sneak out the window?" I have to smile. 

"But what am I supposed to do?" The happiness drains and replaces with anxiety. "How am I supposed to tell Mom and Dad?" 

"Live with me?" I thought for a moment, dreaming of living with y/n.

It sounded nice. But I couldn't do that. I shake my head. "I've gotta tell them. Or else what, am I just going to say that we're having a sleepover every time we..." My face turns red. I quickly add, "because that would be insane and i'm uncomfortable keeping secrets with my parents."

"well we don't even know if we're girlfriend and girlfriend!" Y/n sits up. 

Silence once more. A few minutes later, she adds timidly, "are...we...?"

My face is beet red and so is hers. I look away, chewing on my pinkie nail. I feel Y/n soft hand take my hand. My heart skips a beat as we intertwine fingers. My other hand grabs a part of my shirt near my chest. I hear the bed shift, and feel a hand tuck my creme ombre hair behind my ear. Then it moves to my chin. It delicately moves my head to face it's owner. 

Y/n looked into my amber eyes, a lustful look in her e/c eyes. She leans in, her lips brushing mine, but then stops. A lusty feeling rises in my lungs, and I forget how to breathe. 

"Can I?" My eyes blink furiously, like waking up from a dream. 

I can't speak. So instead, I do something that makes me embarrassed. I lean in for her. She's taken aback, but barely hesitates to deepen the kiss. 

And that's how I found out I was gay.