Bad Habits - (Shouto x OC)

Bound.....together

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Shouto POV:

The smell of peach candies lingered in the air. I hate to say it's making my mouth water...

My first thoughts were of The Woman's mouth and how her breath smelled like the candies in the first place. Did she even realize her tongue had been stained pink from peach dye?

I caught a glimpse of it with every word she spoke. Artificial colors are known to be cancerous. Doesn't she know that? Someone should tell her.

It wasn't just that though. There was a scent on her body when she came close enough to me. It smelled like flowers, but it wasn't too overpowering. Just subtle enough so I'd have to lean even closer to catch another hint of it.

I never really cared for red lipstick on women—actually, I never really notice what women put on themselves at all. Everyone looks the same to me. Midoriya says I should keep those opinions to myself in case they hurt someone's feelings. I don't understand what's rude about telling the truth though...

But, the truth is, that deep shade of lipstick seemed to fit on The Woman's face naturally. She didn't look weird with it or out of place. If anything, it put more attention on her lips—was that her intention? She's annoying and seems to love attention from anyone who will give it...so probably.

Still though...

They were smooth and had a satisfying shape every time they formed her words. They were shiny and in my face as if she were trying to flaunt them off.

It's a waste of my time to even think about. The information seems unnecessary, and yet my brain remembers it.

It's only because she surprised me when she came so close. Everyone always knows to give me space. Even the girl I used to date knew to keep her distance.

That Woman's too bold...

Keilani. I haven't forgotten her name. I just don't want to call her by it. It feels embarrassing for some reason.

I sighed in annoyance, slouching a little in the office chair before glancing at the clock in The Woman's office.

It's been two-and-a-half minutes since she left. We agreed she'd return in five. That means she still has two-and-a-half minutes to get back.

Why did she leave anyways? First, she invades my personal space and then leaves me here alone in her office? She's so unprofessional. I should complain to someone.

My shoulders tightened in frustration the more I thought about her, starting to tap my foot against the floor to release the jittery energy that had built in my chest.

Seriously. Who does she think she is...

Becoming too impatient with sitting, I pulled myself out of the chair, starting to pace around her office.

It wasn't very big. Aside from a picture frame on her desk, there didn't seem to be anything personal in here.

With nothing else to do, I swiped the frame off the desk, flipping it around to see the picture.

The Woman was in it—and I was surprised to see such a big smile on her face instead of the usual annoying smirk she wears around. She had her arms around a guy, hugging him tightly. He was smiling, too.

He also had a name tag engraved onto the windbreaker jacket he was wearing, causing me to squint my eyes and make out the name.

"Raiga..." I muttered under my breath, studying the guy a little closer.