Unrequited

Ch. 24 - Settle In

AN: Just a lil fluffy chapter bc our mans needs a break. <3 Inspired by Nothing - Bruno Major :')

Kento walked with you back to his place, still stuck in the haze of being caught fucking in the bathroom. He absolutely never imagined himself to be a rule breaker, not to mention a rule breaker of that kind. But he couldn't deny it...you brought something out in him that no one else could.

"Yaga's not going to do anything," you chuckled in an attempt to make him feel better. He had remained silent the entire walk to the station, nothing you said able to shake him. "It's not like any of the students were around. We're two consenting adults."

The two of you had reached the subway, standing in line to wait for the train. Kento took in a deep sigh, at least doing something to try and calm himself down.

"We could be banned from the school, labeled as sex offenders," he grumbled, checking his watch as if he weren't still panicking - but you could read him like a book.

"They're not gonna' go that far," you reassured him by placing a gentle hand on his upper arm, "Satoru won't let them even if they wanted to."

Despite your attempts, Kento was still shaken up by the event - remaining quiet all the way home.

"I mean, do you want me to call Satoru? I'm sure he'll be able to tell us what Yaga's gonna' do, if anything," you offered as the two of you settled into the apartment, removing shoes and whatnot.

Kento's lack of response told you enough, so you pulled your phone from your pocket and began dialing your brother.
The phone rang and rang until his delightfully crude voicemail message sounded off, finishing with the familiar loud beep. Instead of a message, you simply hung up.

"Weird. They should just be sitting in the observation room. No reason he wouldn't pick up..." you thought out loud. "Oh well! We'll find out later!" You shrugged. "But for now, you need to get rid of that tension in your shoulders!" You had walked to him, reaching up to squeeze his hardened muscles.

He sighed loudly as you began dragging him down the hallway to his bedroom. He had a happy, little smirk as you forcibly turned his body around so his back faced the mattress and shoved him down on the soft material.
As he laid there, you turned and began rooting through his drawers to choose some loungewear. You settled for a white, cotton t-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants - thinking to yourself what you'd wear to be comfy.
From there, you tossed the clothes at Kento to which he chuckled and sat up - beginning to unbutton his top. You playfully giggled and shoved him back down. While his head hit the bed again, he continued unbuttoning while you worked on his pants - starting by pulling the leather strap of his belt quickly through the loops.

You struggled to get his pants around his ankles, desperately wanting to be as much help as possible even if it meant being a nuisance.
You hadn't noticed, but Kento had already switched out his shirts and was watching your cute, agitated expression as you tried your best.

"Don't worry about it," he finally interrupted, still holding that warm smile in appreciation for what you were trying to do.
He then stood up and slipped the sweats on with ease and followed you back to the main living area.

He began rummaging through the kitchen cabinets but you quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him away.

"No! Let me!" You poured like a child while dragging him to the sofa.

You shoved him down yet again. He watched you, dumbfounded, as you aggressively grabbed the remote and turned on the station he usually had it on.

"You don't move tonight," you commanded, tossing the remote in his lap.

"Yes, ma'am," he chuckled, placing the remote back on the end table next to him.