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"Got everything?" Kirishima questioned, eyes searching around his bedroom for any item that might've belonged to you. "Yeah, I'm sure." You sighed, also following his eyes making sure you didn't leave anything behind. Kirishima nodded, stuffing one hand in his joggers as the other held your bag, leading you towards the front door.
This morning was the day you left Kirishima's house. You both didn't communicate much since last night, probably because the activities tired you both out. It's been awkward. The strong tension and the two nights of desire between you two. It didn't feel wrong. It just felt... Foreign?
You've had mixed emotions for the past two nights you've spent at his house, and it wasn't leaning you anywhere, that's for sure. You had feelings. Not deep ones. They purely came from sex and pleasure. You wanted more. You wanted to do it again. All you could think about was sex. He was probably the best fuck you've ever had with anyone. But that wouldn't stop you from having an affair with anyone else.
You both awkwardly stood by the front door, random silence filling the air. "Thanks for having me over, I hope I wasn't much of a bother." You shyly chuckled, "you? A bother?" He snickered, his eyes landing on your anatomy for a quick moment before forcing them back on your smile, reminding you why you were here in the first place. "I can take those from here." You smiled, grasping onto the straps of your bag out of Kirishima's hand.
"No no," he insisted moving the bag away from your grasp, "I got them." You politely nodded, sliding your shoes on and heading out the door. Kirishima followed behind. You couldn't help but stare at his arms, very noticeable veins tracing down his forearm to his large hands as they tightly held your belongings.
Snapping out of your thoughts, you quickly searched through your pockets, finding your car keys and unlocking the vehicle. He opened the back seat door, placing your items on the seat. "There ya go." He smiled, the ends of his lips curling into a wide grin. "Thank you again Kir-"
"You sure you don't wanna stay another night?" He cut you off, throwing you off guard. "Yeah- Certain!" You tensely stared at him, batting your eyelashes a couple of times before hopping into the driver's seat, rolling down the window to bid your goodbyes.
"I appreciate having your company." He leaned his arm against the door, crossing one leg over the other. Yeah? Let me ride ya next time. What about it? You smiled, starting the engine of the car.
"Y/n."
"Hm?" You looked back at him with a vacant expression. He glared below at the concrete driveway, clearing his throat. "I'd like to have lunch with you sometime." He took a strand of your hair between his fingers, twirling it. "Thursday maybe?"
You sat there for a moment, thinking to yourself. You most definitely wanted to spend more time with Kirishima. See him again. Fuck again... Have fun together.
"Sure, why not. I'll meet you here around one." He nodded, letting the strand of hair fall from his fingers, backing away from the car.
He waited until you made it out of the driveway before going back inside.
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"Y/N, please make sure to bring in the deliveries for the new stocks." Your manager Flora, pleaded as she pointed to you. Since you were already in the back of the home store you had easy access to the boxes. Grasping onto the heavy-weighted packages, you walked towards the back of the store, glaring at the empty shelves in front of you.
A sigh escaped past your lips as you kneeled, pulling a box cutter out of your pocket, slicing the duck tape in half. You stuck your hand in the carton, pulling out brand new soap dispensers. You left Kirishima's house early in the morning mainly because of your shift later today. You felt bad for waking him early but you never intended to.
A grunt left past your lips once you rose from the floor, grabbing the empty box with you. Quickly making a trip to the back, you grabbed the last carton. You tightly held the box in your arms as you walked towards the front shelves of the store, placing the package down and getting back to work right away.
You nearly finished restocking the entire shelve, just a couple more boxed utensils and you'll be out of here. Placing the last box on the shelf, you willfully stood up until your back came in contact with a chest causing you to crash back onto your knees. Your head swung to the man behind you. "Aito, what the fuck." You panted, your hand resting right over your heart, beating rapidly from the sudden scare.
"Tell me, EVERYTHING."
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