Lethal Taste || Sanzu Haruchiyo

chapter 8 ◊ truths and doubts

Those weeks turned into months, it has been almost two months since you've been living with Sanzu. A life with him is sweet and comfortable, even though sometimes, he's saying things whenever he's holding you. Things that you can't comprehend or let's say things you don't want to understand.

Sanzu placed his elbow on the table and rested his cheek on his palm, he smiled while looking at you. He's still wearing his mask but his eyes are curving oh-so cutely that you feel like having a heart attack.

"What? Why are you looking, Haruchiyo?" You asked as you sip on your iced coffee, you're in a café with him because it's your day off and Sanzu asked you out on a date.

"Admiring you, bien aimee. Can't I?" He casually asked and also sipped on his iced coffee, but in truth he hated this kind of coffee yet here he is acting like he's enjoying it because of the delightful glint on your eyes when he said he also likes it.

"You're corny today, Haruchiyo. Do you want something?" You just nonchalantly said hiding how flustered you are because of what he said. "You'll reward me?" You swear you saw his eyes twinkle just now.

A soft smile formed on your lips, "You've been my comfort and all, I've been selfish. I'm well aware but... I took advantage of you. I'm a failure as a docto—"

"Y/n." Sanzu seriously said your name that made you flinch a little. "Hm?" You hummed as an answer and he held your hand, "You took advantage of me?" He asked and brought your hand near to his lips and kissed it softly.

If you only know my schemes, you will surely change your mind. He thought while his eyes were closed and when he opened it, your gaze met. Sanzu was taken aback seeing affection flashing on your eyes, but that shock was instantly replaced with a sinister grin.

He was about to say something when he saw someone familiar entering the café. His chair is facing the door so he immediately saw him, his so-called brother and your husband, Akashi Takeomi.

Feeling Sanzu's gaze, his attention turned to the two of you. Him who became your husband for years immediately recognized you from behind and Sanzu intentionally brought down his mask before smirking at his brother. You were oblivious and just enjoying your coffee so when you looked up, you were dazzled seeing Sanzu without his facemask.

His smile turned soft, "You're really messy. Even though you seem elegant, you can be messy most of the time, especially when having a treat." He said emphasizing the word treat and you instantly blushed knowing what he meant.

His spilled cum on your cheeks, a messy eater indeed.

You were flabbergasted by what he said, Sanzu took advantage of it and wiped the whipped cream on the side of your lips but that's not all. He leaned closer and claimed your lips.

Knowing how far your clinic is here and even your neighborhood, you felt no remorse and closed your eyes, kissing the cunning man back. Enjoying Sanzu's lips while the latter was looking at his brother, a kind of gaze where he's mocking him.

Takeomi did not say anything and angrily walked towards the comfort room and that's when Sanzu parted your lips. "W-What was that for?" You exclaimed and your cheeks were flushed that he rarely see, except when he's fucking you, whenever he would rub your sensitive parts, your face would end up red.

Sanzu licked his lips before wearing his facemask again, "To enjoy my coffee more, it's sweeter on your lips." He said and smiled. You averted your gaze, "It's amazing how you can say such embarrassing things so easily."

You heard him chuckled, "As long as it's for you." He paused and stood up. "Are we leaving now?" You asked and grabbed your bag but he kept you in place and placed a soft kiss on top of your head, with his mask still on yet it somehow feels like you felt his soft lips.

"No, doctor. I'll just go to the comfort room for a while, enjoy your coffee. And don't talk to other guys, you're too pretty after all." He said before walking away, leaving you all flustered. Oh god, I'm not a teenager to blush like this. I'm even older than him.

Sanzu entered the comfort room and saw Takeomi holding on to the edge of the sink while looking down. He approached the space near him and he's only about to open the faucet when Takeomi grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"So it's really you, you fucking corrupted my wife." Takeomi angrily uttered and glared at Sanzu. The latter just coldly looked at him, "Corrupted? I simply gave something you can't give. Her body is so sensitive and it's obvious that you're neglecting her. Her soft and warm skin that always pleases me, you're a dumbshit, aren't you?" Sanzu mockingly said.

Takeomi's teeth gritted in anger, "Since you were a child you've been a crazy motherfucker. Acting all nice when you're a twisted shit, a fucking misfortune."

Sanzu suddenly chuckled and roughly shook off Takeomi's hands. "So that's why you chased me away? I got thrown away by my own brother and I ended up in the streets and when someone adopted me it's just because of my appearance and they abused me. Are you happy that your misfortune went away, brother?" He coldly uttered and his gaze turned colder.

He took off his mask and caressed the side of his lips where his scar is located, "I even got this because Senju blamed me, did I complain? I admitted it all so that you won't chase me away because I know how important she is to you, while me..." Sanzu looked down and greeted his teeth before looking at Takeomi again with a smile on his lips.

"So that's it? You're using y/n to get back at me? You're no different—"

"Don't lump me in with the likes of you, Takeomi." Sanzu cut him off. "I just simply took a liking to y/n, and her being your wife just added to the spice." A crazy smile formed on Sanzu's lips, making Takeomi flinch.

On the other hand, you looked at your wrist watch. It's been a while since Sanzu went to the bathroom, you even finished your coffee already. You grabbed your bag and stood up to follow Sanzu but you suddenly bumped on someone.

"I'm sorry—" you were cut off when you saw that you know who it was. "S-Senju." You murmured and she happily smiled at you and enveloped you in a hug. "Oh my gosh, sister in law, it's been a while! I missed you!" You cheerfully said.

"Me too, Senju. It's been years since you studied abroad. Let's go sit." You said with a sigh and guided her to your seat. I think it won't be bad to converse with Senju, Haru won't mind it, right? You thought and looked at Senju.

Thinking about Sanzu, you can see the familiarity in their features. It crossed your mind that they might be related but there's no way. No way.

"Did you come with my brother, sister in law? You two are still sweet after all those years." She gleefully remarked. "No, that's—"

"Senju." You were cut off when you heard a familiar voice, you don't have to turn to your back just to know who it was. "Let's go." Takeomi said.

"Huh? I haven't got my coffee yet, and y/n—"

"We'll talk at home, come with me. Now, Senju." She stood up in defeat and bid you goodbye before going out with her brother.

It hasn't been long since they left when Sanzu came back, "Y/n." He said making you stand up. He suddenly hugged you from behind, "Haru... we're in public."

"Mhm." He hummed, "Just for a while." He uttered and exhaustion can be heard in his voice. Your hand held on his arms, and you weren't able to stop yourself. A question came out of your lips, "I know you're adopted to your current family, but do you remember your biological family?"