You're my dream girl.🌸 | Denji x Reader

denji denji | chp 10

After a shower with her that felt a little more intimate that than imaginable, (y/n) was all dressed up, and was laid down softly in Nayuta sheets— which was a decision made by bossy Yoshida, and I of course had no say in it.

Poor (y/n) had no say in it either.

(Y/n)...
After being physically compressed in a persons neck for who knows how long, I guess being upright and free would be a painful adjust.

It was nighttime by now, and Hirofumi had finally left (only after saying something long about reporting this to his creepy Organization), and the house was quiet. To be completely honest, I was a little unnerved at the thought of sleeping again. Not after fighting for my life, literally. I don't think I can find pleasure in dreaming anymore.

Creak-!

The floorboard sounded, causing my head to whip around to the sight, and low and behold,

"Dream girl!" I called out from habit. "Denji, denji." She whispered back, holding onto the wall as she staggered over. To say I was excited was an understatement. I hopped upright on my mattress as she drew nearer, unaware of the dog that paddled softly after her footsteps. After some time, she finally made it over, plopping on top of the covers beside me, and our doggy friend laid on the floor beside her. "What're doing up, hm?" She hummed, her lips tugging up playfully before continuing, "Don't you have school tomorrow?"

"Yeah, but tomorrow's gonna be the start of the weekend... Speaking of... You sure you don't need me to stay home with'cha?" I laid down onto my pillow with her, my eyes finding their ways straight to hers. Her hands reached to hold my face, and it was my time to smile. "Hirofumi will be good company, don't worry." She sighed

At the reminder, my face scrunched up angrily, a hand popping out of the covers to roughy grab her hip, seriousness stealing my gaze. If there's one thing to know about those hunters, they'll be ruthless in checking her out. I get I'm chainsaw man, but (y/n)'s not gonna be any danger to me!

"Hey, if they lay a dirty finger on ya' tell me. I'll kick their asses," I barked. Slowly, her face would begin to spark up, her lips sucking behind her teeth as her eyes grew ginger. "W-What?" I stammered after her, a flush dancing across my face. She only shook her head at me with a giggle, turning away from me promptly. "H-Hey, c'mon," I whined, pouting just a little. I needed her pretty gaze! That and I don't know if what I said sounded stupid or not. Regardless, I hope she knew I meant every word.

Hesitantly, my hands reached to lay my palms on her back, my forehead bending to press between her shoulder blades. My eyes grew heavier by the second.

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"Thank you, that'll be all we need from you," a man in a suit chimed, waving at us as he stepped from the door. Wrapped in Denji's blankets, I stayed hunched up on his mattress, blood dribbling down my nose. When the door finally shut, the playboy on the couch would sigh heavy, arms crossing as his eyes found his way to mine. "Oh! You're bleeding, hang on a second," he huffed, standing up and carrying himself away. Within moments he was back with a tissue, his eyes warm and dreamy.

"Thanks," I smiled back, promptly taking the tissue, and shoving its soft fluff into my nose. "Guess your body didn't like that snot test. Don't worry, it happens sometimes." He spoke, plopping back on the couch. Yoshida Hirofumi, he was a pretty boy I tell you that, but not pretty in a good way. Denji was a pretty boy, but he wasn't a pretty boy. You see what I'm saying?

Denji...
It seemed like every second I wasn't with him, I felt like I was dying, going crazy, or mad. I used to live inside his brain, constantly. Being separated like this, it made me just want to cry. Digging into the covers, I hide myself in them, earning a soft "oh," from the man on the couch. Denji's smell was strong in here, the stench of his sweat and detergent was clogging my nose full with beautiful sensations. I had to get my energy up quick! Maybe then I could go to school with Denji too, and we could have real dates!