Losing track of time with aren kuboyasu (m!reader x aren kuboyasu)

Chapter 12

„I plan on marrying you."

You fall back. Wait what did he just say?! You look him up and down, trying to find some indicator that he was joking.

„There's only space for one person in my life. And I want it to be taken by you.". He pulls you back up by your hand. „Please. Marry me."

You step back a bit. „Aren, we're still teens, calm down! When the time comes, we can think about our future! Let's just focus on life now.". He pushes you against the wall. You feel his warm breath on your face. Caressing your face, he smirks.

„H-hold up, Aren! Calm down!". You push him away. „You're going waaay too fast right now!". Aren finally snaps out of it. „I'm so sorry. I- I didn't mean to. Please forgive me.". He holds your hand tightly. „Please. Just.. I don't want to be abandoned again." You blush slightly in confusion.

„I'm not gonna leave you. I just don't wanna think about the future yet. Let's just.. enjoy right now."

Aren hugs you tightly. You feel him relaxing his muscles again. In that moment, you push him against the wall.

„You go all alpha on me and expect me to just... sit there? And enjoy the show?! Well, you're dead wrong. I'm not going to let you just protect me my whole life."

Aren flinches. „Woah. That's hot.". He grabs you by your tie. „Continue."

„Just let me protect you from time to time now. You're not alone anymore."

Aand that's the cue. You pass out. Simply put, you have an iron deficiency. Your heart's been beating so fast and you were on the verge of passing out anyways. Falling forward, Aren caught you. Luckily.

„Come on.. wake up!". You slowly open your eyes. Your eyes refocus. Aren's looking at you from above. Where am I? You ask yourself.

You're laying on his lap. He sighs in relief. „I'm so glad you're okay. I was worried sick.". He brushes your hair out your face. „Fuck, you're handsome.". He massages your cheek.

„How do you go from so dominant to such a softie?", you whisper, as you take off his glasses. „You're handsome as well." You get up. „Come on, let's make dinner."

- in the kitchen -

„Love, what do you want for dinner?", he shouts, as he puts on an apron. Putting his glasses away, he starts beating some eggs. „Scrambled? Fried? Anything you want.". You snicker. „I want omelette. Can you do that?", you ask him. He glances at you sharply. „Might doesn't seem like it, but I can cook pretty well. Try me.". You laugh. „Then make me an omelette, will you?"

You sit down in the dining area. Patiently waiting for your food, you finally get a moment to think. Everything today happened so fast, it's hard to process. All you know is that you're really happy. You look over to Aren. Breaking a slight sweat, he's making you an omlette.

Tall, attractive, he can fix walls and he can cook?! He's perfect. Perfect for you, since you have a hard time cooking anything but scrambled eggs for yourself.

„Almost done. Can you get some plates from thr cabinet over there?", he asks you softly.

„Sure, sure."