[✓] 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄 . suna rintarou

32. i don't know what you're talking about, i'm a virgin

narrator's pov.
y/n's graduation.

your family had reserved seats in the front row, once again. they were always so extra with school events.

"she looks so pretty!!" sakura cooed watching you walk across the stage to collect your diploma.

takeru yawned — he just wanted to get out of there already.

"i'm so proud of her," your mom smiled, leaning her head on your father's shoulder.

everybody was clapping for you while you smiled and walked down the stairs anxiously, trying not to trip.

you had finally graduated and you would soon be embarking on your journey into the rest of your life — right after spending the upcoming break with the love of your life and your best friends in tokyo, of course.

"that's my girl," rintarou clapped from the absolute back row of seats.

"i think i'm gonna cry," ami sniffed from two seats over.

rin scoffed, "you barely talk to her, ami."

"are you gatekeeping your girlfriend right now??"

"well, she is my girlfriend."

"you know that she loves me more, you man-whore."

"shut up, woman-whore!"

"i will take all of your money and leave both of you stranded in this city right now if you don't shut up and stop causing a scene," osamu whisper-yelled to the both of them.

ami narrowed her eyes, "you wouldn't dare."

"do you wanna see me try, ami?"

"there is only room for one runaway bride in this relationship, 'samu."

—

"rin!" you ran and hugged him while he tried to swallow a mouthful of water.

he coughed a bit, "shit, hi, y/n."

"hi? HI? i haven't seen you since my prom and you say hi?"

"i called you literally less than 12 hours ago."

you hit him on the arm, "you didn't tell me you would be here, though!"

"you didn't honestly think i would miss my girlfriend's graduation, did you?"

"how'd you get here this time?" you asked, pushing the hair out of his eyes.

"osamu was already flying in to miyagi to pick up his grandfather's watch from this big vault thingy for our graduation, so ami and i bought tickets to come with."

"aww, rin, i definitely have to be at yours."

"that isn't something you have to do back for me, okay? it's not that big of a deal."

you laced your fingers in with his and smiled, "rin, i'm coming to your graduation."

your sister walked up next to you and cleared her throat, causing you to jump and quickly let go of rintarou's hand out of habit.

"who might this be?" sakura inquired, smiling excitedly.

rintarou smiled back and gave her a simple head nod, "hi, i'm suna rintarou, y/n's..."

he looked over to you expectantly, and you intertwined your fingers again, holding your hands up and showing her. "suna's my boyfriend, sakura."

"suna could be your girlfriend, y/n," ami stumbled over and brought her arm up, chugging down a cup of juice as if it were alcohol.

osamu grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the three of you, "aaand that's enough juice for you, ami."

rintarou scratched his head awkwardly, "i'm sorry, that was my sister."

he was being weird in front of your sister, it felt illegal to see.

"y/n, have you already met his family?" she asked, mouth agape. "and ours hasn't met him yet?"

"don't worry, sakura," you shook your head, dismissing her accusations, "i just know his sister."

"ohhh, she was the one you met up with in tokyo, right?"

"oh uh, no. i met up with him in tokyo," you smiled awkwardly, fitting in with the nervous energy that rintarou was emitting.

sakura was silent and looked like she was doing some deep thinking. her face went from furrowed brows, to a genuinely confused look, and finally to a realisation face as she pieced all the bits together in her brain. "have you been having sex in tokyo?"

your eyes widened and you stared at her guiltily, "sakura!"

you hadn't expected her to say something like that... well, not in front of your boyfriend at least.

sakura let out a fast high-pitched laugh and she slapped a hand over her mouth. "ohmygod, you two had sex in tokyo."

"no! i-" you whisper-yelled, sounding a little too defensive. "i don't know what you're talking about, i'm a virgin," you shrugged fake-nonchalantly.

rintarou looked away and chuckled quietly. "yeah, me too."

"i like him, he's probably the one who got you out of your stuck up little shell."

you rolled your eyes, "i was not stuck up."

"hey," she said, holding her hands up defensively. "something was stuck up somewhere," she winked before looking around and whistling.

rintarou covered his mouth trying not to laugh while you stood there flustered and embarrassed.

"i'm not discussing my sex life with you, sakura. i may as well tell mom and dad directly."

"oh, so now you do have a sex life? c'mon, y/n, make up your mind!" she teased. you can tell that sakura is a firm mix of tooru and your father.

"no, wait-"

"relax, i'm not gonna tell mom. she'll probably have a heart attack."

speaking of, himari just so happened to be walking past, accompanied by your father. "what are you not going to tell your mother?"

"yes, what are you not telling me?"

"wait," kaito mumbled, "you're y/n's boyfriend!" he exclaimed happily.

"nice to finally meet you, mr. oikawa," rintarou smiled as he extended his hand to meet your father's.

himari pushed her husband out of the way, "hi, i'm y/n's mom. great to finally meet you."

he nodded, "you too, mrs. oikawa."

all of a sudden, takeru walked up to the small table next to you with all of the little refreshments for the attendees. he vigorously grabbed a bunch of loose berries and shoved them into his pockets.

"takeru... what are you doing?" you asked.

"takeru, stop it. we can buy those on the way home," sakura sighed.

he started to pull the mushy berries out of his pockets. "no! don't put them back on the table!"

he glared up at sakura, "i'm a little lad who loves berries and cream."

"stop doing this in public," she reprimanded, grabbing onto his arm and pulling him away.

"where's the... where's the cream?" rintarou questioned, taking a step closer to you while you gripped onto his forearm fearfully.

sakura leaned over and whispered, "trust me you don't want to know."

author's note
guys i lied there's like 10-20 chapters left LMFAOOOO 😵‍💫 anyway, what's your love language? i wanna know for one of the upcoming chapters pls & ty