Yuri Ayoto x Reader

Truth or dare part.2

He's still laying here with me? What a surprise , I had been rubbed against that cold coffee table for like 20 minutes , but he was heating me up now . Yuri was so warm , an instant touch of his hand could melt an ice cube . "Shit." His phone buzzed as he picked it up , "I have to go." "Why?" Yuri never told you he just pulled up his pants and left .

The photography club boys barged in . "Sorry we left so suddenly , we had to go to class." "So did you do the dare? Wait where's Yuri?" Akemi asked. "I don't know he just left so suddenly." "Oh he probably had a customer!" What? What does he mean by a customer? You were so confused and sort of disgusted...

"You do know we're a yarichin bitch club ... right?" Itome asked softly "I mean expect to get heart broken by that dick sucking asshole." Yui added . Dick sucking asshole ? Was Yuri a prostitute? You had so many questions

"The yarichin bitch club is like a service , for lonely horny high-school boys . We provide that service by shaking our ass and using our tongue . But we do it for free cause we love sex!"

Oh my fucking God , I mean did I expect yuri to like me he was getting a vibrator held up to his dick like 2 hours ago . I just really wished that I never found this out, I wanna curb stomp him now .

"Oh don't tell me your heart broken rookie , you will have to do this soon enough . " Tamura laughs.

"NO! , I WILL NOT . IM NOT." I screamed loudly, covering my red tomato face with my hands. That's so fucking disgusting, you think I want to have sex with a bunch of gross virgins you fucking thick skulled asshole!

He chuckled lowly and shook his head. "Don't be frightened, you will end up enjoying it. It's actually quite lovely being used as an object." He states.

"And that's why I don't wanna do it you stupid fucking sour patch!" I yell at Tamura, he really thought that I wanted to be used as an object!? Was all that hair dye ruining his brain?

"I like the nicknames, Honey, keep em coming." He whispers in my ear, his blue hair slightly tickling my face.

You grabbed his hair harshly and held his head up from my face

"Listen, you dumb sour patch because this is important. Watch your fucking back, just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I like your stupid flirting asshole. I just refuse to put of with the shit." I rant as I let go of his hair and push him away.

"Dumb fuck..." I whispered under my breath as I walked down the hall. I hated when people stared at me, so out of habit I stuck my middle finger out at them. Boys cringed and others snickered with there friends as I made my way down the hall, to be awaited by a large crowd.

I walked over and peered over a 1st year's shoulder, it was yuri.. he was ... singing? Horribly at that! And he was singing with fujisaki! I swear I wanted to go up to that dumbass and smack him! What the fuck is he doing? He was embarrassing the entire club...

He jumped up and down and sang the "club intro" pretty fruity if you ask me. But I just glared at him until I felt my body being pulled backwards. I was dragged to the end of the hallway and tucked into a men's washroom.

I turned around to see shikitani. I probably had a complete look of disgust on my face because he pointed it out. "Y/N please don't do that awful face, it makes me queasy and that's gross." He said adjusting his glasses.

"I don't care what's gross to you." I saw crossing my arms.