Old Comforts in a New World (Mirio Togata x Reader)

Chapter 6: Apologies (LEMON)

You were awoken by Mirio climbing into bed with you, carefully curling around you into the big spoon position, holding you close. He didn't say anything, thinking you were asleep, just placed a kiss on your ear before finally sitting still. "What'd you get for dinner?" You asked quietly, taking hold of his hand and moving it off of you. "Just Ch*k-F*l-A, I thought you were asleep so I left your food in the fridge," His voice was low, hardly above a whisper, and tinged with confusion, "Did I do something wrong?" You didn't reply, eyes searching in the darkness of your bedroom for an answer to give him. You felt Mirio sit up and give you a bit of space, you were sure that worry was shining in those deep blue eyes of his, those stupidly charming deep blue eyes of his. His hand found yours, "If you're upset, I can give you space." You shook your head and started, "It's not that, it's just..." You took a deep breath, "H-How do you feel...about me?" Mirio let go of your hand, "Hm?" The motion and the reply told you all you needed to know. You swallowed, feeling a lump grow in your throat, your cheeks flushing with shame, and your eyes welling up before you could blink away the tears, "N-Nevermind, get out." Mirio set out a scoff of sorts, "I didn't get to-" "Just get out. I don't want you to use me for sex anymore." Mirio grew silent, listening to the sobs you were trying to hold back. He pulled the covers off of himself and walked away to leave you crying alone in the darkness.

 Or, so you thought.

The bedroom's overhead light suddenly flicking on caught you a little off guard. You looked up, your watery eyes resting on Mirio. He was frowning, leaned against the doorframe, arms folded across his white t-shirt, legs crossed in his favorite grey sweatpants. He had his hair pulled back in that ponytail you adored so much. He looked upset, concerned even; "Why do you think I'm using you for sex? We haven't even had sex since..what...last week? That isn't fair."

You hadn't thought about that.

You sniffled, a few more tears spilling from your eyes, "I just...I don't know what to think, I don't know how you feel about me anymore." Mirio moved toward you, climbing back into bed and opening his arms, "Well I'm not using you for sex." You hesitated, then moved into his lap, resting your head against his chest as he wrapped you up in a warm hug.

"Then how do you feel?"

Mirio didn't answer for a moment, then spoke slowly, carefully; "I...I'm...I want to show you. I've never felt this way before about anyone."

He carefully lifted you and laid you on your back, moving so that he was positioned over you, staring into your eyes. You gazed back into his, your heart starting to pound in your chest. You closed your eyes as his lips met yours. The kiss was cautious and hesitant as if the two of you were afraid to embrace each other completely. Mirio broke it, sighing, and sat back on his feet. "Y/n, I'm...scared. I want to show you how I feel, but I don't want you to feel used anymore. I can't say it, I don't know why but I just can't, I-I've tried but-" his voice cracked, and he quickly went quiet. You sat up quietly, eyes taking in Mirio's slightly trembling figure, his head resting in his hands. You reached out and placed your hand over his previously injured one, tracing a scar that was left there. He looked up at you, eyes watery, an expression of awe plastered onto his face. "You can...show me if you still want to," you said softly, smiling gently at him.

Before you could blink, his lips were on yours again, his right hand gently cupping your face as he used his left to pull you onto his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your hands reaching to pull the hair tie out of his long golden hair. He seemed to like this, letting out a satisfied 'Mmm' as his hand moved to your chin to gently open your mouth. His tongue danced over yours, your instincts telling you to put your tongue out. Mirio let out a soft chuckle as he slurped your tongue into his mouth, biting down a little. You let out a soft cry, the foreign feeling catching you off guard, Mirio shifting to press his sex against yours before letting your tongue go and placing a small kiss on it. Your tongue felt like it was throbbing as you leaned back, staring at him, "That's...that's new." Mirio grinned, "I may or may not have been holding back because of my injuries. Plus I really want to show that I..." He blushed, looking down before shaking his head and laying you on your back. He carefully guided your t-shirt off of your body before pausing to take a look at you. His head tilted to the side as he studied your body and suddenly you became aware of every possible imperfection on you. 'Why would that matter now," you thought, 'We've had sex tons of times, so why am I suddenly embarrassed about it?' Mirio smiled, "Sorry, I just got caught up in how beautiful you are." He didn't wait a moment longer to place kisses down the valley of your chest, his hand gently caressing your side before trailing his fingers up to your breast and giving it a rough squeeze. You yelped, flinching a little. Mirio quickly let go and looked up at you, "I'm sorry, tell me if I'm too rough okay?" "Just..gradual, okay?"