Mitsuya Takashi x Reader
Word Count: 3.7k
Genre: Strangers to Lovers, Fluff
Warning: None as far as I know~
Synopsis: Desperation clings onto Mitsuya as his feelings become too much for him to control.
a/n: sorry anon, I don't think I managed to do justice to the Cher Horowitz part since I'm not quite familiar with her, but I hope that this will suffice 😞
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Huffing, you tuck your hair behind your ear, feet shuffling as you try to steady yourself, hands grasping the pole while the train keeps making you almost fall over. "Maybe I shouldn't have worn my favourite shoes today." You pout to yourself while staring at your baby pink babydoll heels, your white stockings already stained a bit from someone's shoes.
Your ears perk up when you hear someone snickering behind you, but before you can even look at what's happening, someone stands between you and the person sitting behind you. Your eyes widen a bit when you see a guy with silver hair and a pair of headphones glaring at the guy that's sitting. The silver-haired boy rips the guy's phones out of his hands and scrolls for a bit before glaring back at the guy.
"Dirty bastard." You hear him hiss before turning to you.
You almost freeze up, scared that he might glare at you too even though you haven't done anything to him. But instead, his eyes soften, lips offering a gentle smile to which you return with your own glossed lips. You almost forget that you're supposed to be hanging onto the rails for dear life unless you want to fall over. Thankfully, Mr. Silver Hair decided to wrap his arm around your waist when you almost do fall over, your head perfectly slots in between his head and shoulders, your nose buried on his neck.
You can smell his gentle scent waft to your nose. You almost close your eyes from the fresh scent.
You like it.
You'll have to ask your dad to help you find it so you can buy one for yourself.
"Miss, are you okay?" You almost pout when you had to pull away from his embrace, but alas, his voice entrances you. Nodding, you offer him another smile.
"Yep, I'm okay, thank you thank you~"
"That's good... But uh, I need to show you this. I saw this bastard taking pictures of you while you were standing in front of him." Showing you the screen of the other guy's phone, your eyes widen in shock when you see some pictures of your skirt and legs, and some pictures even showed your inner thighs.
Once you're done looking, you can't help but raise your brow at the guy who's now shamefully looking at his feet, fingers twiddly. You gently take the phone from Mr. Silver Hair and used it to raise the guy's face so that he'd look at you.
With his eyes looking at you, you show him the phone. "I know that I look good in this outfit, sir, but you didn't have to secretly take photos of me without my permission. I'm willing to get my picture taken if you had only asked nicely." Huffing, you start deleting the pictures, making sure that there's nothing left. Handing the phone back, you offer a smile before taking a spray bottle in your purse and spraying some alcohol on your hands.
Turning to Mr. Silver Hair, you offer the alcohol. The male, in disbelief as to how you handled the situation, just offered his hands and watched as you sprayed some alcohol on his hands before putting the spray bottle back in your purse. "Thank you for that, my name is L/N Y/N, by the way."
