scarred love : akashi haruchiyo

十一 - ᴇʟᴇᴠᴇɴ

-[y/n]'s pov

"get what, Koko?" i asked. 

he sighed before letting go of my shoulders and sitting beside me. 

"i don't get it, why do Sanzu kept on saying that you are his wife yet he don't even value you." he said. 

"that's how Haruchiyo is, there are a very few things that's valuable to him yet i am not on that 'few things'." i said. 

"how could he be blind in not seeing your worth." he said. 

"no need to worry about those matters daddy, it's not like i even care about those anyways. i'm used to that." i said not realizing what i just call him. 

"d- daddy, huh." he said. 

oh shit. where did that even came from? oh my god i swear i did not do that on purpose what the fuck. 

"i- uhm.. i did not know where that came from and certainly, i did not intended to call you that." i said. 

he was smirking when i made eye contact with him. oh dear heavens help me out of this predicament. 

 he started leaning in close to me. close, like i mean CLOSE it got to the point that his face was only half an inch away from mine. i gulped. i couldn't make eye contact with him because i became flustered. 

i would be okay with this as we've been like kissing and making out for the past couple of days so this is normal. but being like this on a public place such as the resort, what if an employee or Yumi walks in on us making out? Yumi is still clueless on our special friendship and they all know Haruchiyo's my husband.

the atmosphere once again changed, it became hot when the air-conditioner was on and is on it's lowest temperature. the heat taking over, i decided to fuck it. fuck it if an employee walks in on us. then i won't have to hide it anymore if they know.