a mutually arranged attachment. [yoriichi tsugikini x reader]

『♡』 chapter eleven: vulnerability

"...and so as you can see westernization is a powerful force that is slowly deteriorating cultures across the world..."

You seemed to be in and out of the presentation that you and Yoriichi were currently giving because how could you focus on that? You had an endless list of things that you were not so eager to let your friends know and you had a meeting with Tengen that you were also less than exhilarated to have. Yoriichi's mom was cheating on his dad with his own brother and you were set to get married to Yoriichi God knows when. Right, right, the world was crumbling under your feet...

You shook your head as the classroom began to clap.

"[name], did you not think your presentation was worthy enough?" Professor Garrison inquired.

"Huh?" You pulled yourself out of your stupor as you gazed from your professor to the class to the presentation on the projector to Yoriichi.

Yoriichi softly chuckled at your befuddled expression and you blinked several times before you could even think up an answer.

"No, I–I think the presentation was great."

"Really? What did you like the most about it?" Professor Garrison asked, obviously trying to put you on the spot for his own enjoyment. The sadist.

"Uh," You glanced over at the slide that was still up. "The references."

The class laughed in response and Professor Garrison shook his head and smiled. "Alright, get back to your seats."

"References?" Yoriichi teased.

"Shut up." You grumbled, embarrassed by your own words.

He couldn't keep the smile off of his face as scribbled into his notebook as the rest of the groups or pairs presented to the class. You peeped over at what he had been doing the entire class thinking that like the covert nerd he was, he was taking notes but instead he seemed to be drawing something. Upon further inspection, you noticed that it was not just any mindless drawing or doodle of stars and geometric figures but a small little portrait of the both of you.

You leaned a little further to look closer at what it was exactly and your eyes widened at the sight of it. It was literally a drawing of the both of you doing the dirty, you being in reverse cowgirl as one hand was pulling your hair and the other was on your ass.

You soon found yourself scrambling to balance yourself back onto your chair, but before you could hit the floor with a painful and audible thud Yoriichi had caught your arm and helped you back into your seat. His maroon gaze was fixated on you as he held onto your shoulders to make sure that you were sturdy before letting go.

"Are you okay?" He asked. His expression was serious as hell, but knew damn well he was holding it in only long enough so that he didn't burst into laughter in front of the whole class.

"Yes." You breathed out still shaken from how you literally almost fell face first into his crotch and then onto the ground.

"Is everything okay, [name]?" Professor Garrison looked between the both of you as he put his glasses back on.

The classroom was quiet as they gawked at you both.

"Y-yeah I'm fine." You gave the group who was presenting an apologetic look. "Sorry, guys."

Professor Garrison gave you one last look before gathering the classroom's attention back to the presenting group. "Alright, continue guys."

You hadn't realized that your heart was thrumming against your chest as you put a hand over your breast pocket.