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

Chapter 22

Aren drives you back home, as you hold onto the grocery bag with your arms around his waist. Even through the clothes, you can feel his defined muscles. It's really hot, to be honest.

Aren pulls over. „We're home, darling.", he says, as he takes the bag of groceries. He helps you take off your helmet, and walks you into the kitchen afterwards.

Before you could even open the grocery bag, Aren pins you down onto the counter, agressively kissing you. He grabbed some of your hair to push your lips against his, giving him the opportunity to explore your mouth more with his tongue. So passionate. You don't fight against it at all. In fact, you were enjoying it. You grab onto his shirt and pull him closer. It feels amazing.

You slowly come to an end. He slowly pulls away, leaving you a panting mess. „A-Aren..", you whisper, completely out of breath. You feel his warm breath on your neck, as he leans over to your ear. „I found your weak point~", he smirks. He gives you a small kiss on the neck before preparing your dinner.

You sit there, still flustered. That was... so hot. Slowly, you calm down. Watching him prepare the food, you wonder. What is his weak spot? Could it be being pinned against a wall? Kisses on the neck? Who knows. But you've just decided that this was your next mission. Find out Aren's weak spot.

Waiting for dinner to be ready, you start nibbling on some Pocky. The original ones with a milk chocolate coating are the best. You walk over to Aren, hugging him from behind as he's preparing some stuff to chop.

„Well hello there~ have you come to help me or do you just want some affection, love~", he flirts, looking over his shoulder. You were resting your head on his shoulder, so by leaning in a bit, you were able to give him a quick kiss. „Some affection.", you mumble, as you look over his shoulder.

On the counter, there's some stripes of ham, beaten eggs in a bowl, while there was some pasta cooking. „I'm making Spaghetti Carbonara. I thought about it and decided to make a romantic dinner.", he whispers, cutting the ham into little cubes. „I hope that you'll like it."

Gently, you give him a kiss on the neck as you let go again. He flinches a bit. „Oh.. so that's your weak point, isn't it~", you flirt, trailing your hand down his neck. He turns around, completely flushed. „Yeah. It is.", he mumbles, avoiding eye contact. „I love the way you kiss my neck."

You lean over to him. „I'm so glad you do.", you whisper, kissing him on the lips softly. „Now pay attention to making dinner. I'll set up some candles and plates.".

- dinner yay -

You sit down on the other side of the table, looking your significant other in the eyes. He puts down his glasses, looking at all the candles on the table. „Wow. I want to fucking marry you.", he whispers underneath his breath.

„Aww. I wanna marry you too."