-In 2023, not all parents hold their children to traditional standards for love and marriage, but modern lifestyles are still not always accepted. Especially not when your younger sibling is getting married first and your parents are practically jum...
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After Hinata asks you to dance, you follow him to the middle of the large room. Many others are dancing around you as well, not paying a single care of what either of you is doing. You aren't sure where your friends are either, but you're pretty certain they're somewhere around dancing and having a great time, too.
Song after song, the two of you dance and sing. You have a great time- a smile never leaving your lips. Who knew your brother's wedding would actually be fun? For the longest time you had been dreading it, believing you'd be stuck with some ignorant asshole who'd just try to get in your pants all night. But now that you're here, with him no less, all you feel is happiness.
But of course, all good things come to an end. You feel it start when the music changes from fast to slow. Though you're no pre-teen at her first dance, butterflies attack your stomach like there's no tomorrow.
Hinata wraps his arms around your waist, leading you to do the same. You can feel just how sweaty your palms are as you ball your hands into a fist around his neck.
"Are you okay, Y/N?" he asks, sensing something's wrong.
"I'm fine, I just-" you begin, not really understanding what's wrong either. For god's sake, you've let this guy fuck you numb but here you are still nervous. "Guess I'm just a little drunk, that's all."
"I think your friend Noha is feeling the same," he tells you as he nods over at the black-haired girl sitting alone at the bar. When you follow the direction she's looking, you see Faye wrapped all up in some random guy's arms.
"Shit," you grumble. "Poor Noha. I should probably-" you begin before watching as your brother takes the seat beside her.
"I think she'll be okay," he whispers. "Probably just a little drunk, like you said."
"Yeah," you hum, resting your cheek against his shoulder. "Probably."
For the rest of the song, you relax in Hinata's arms, but all you can think of is your friend at the bar.
However, again it all changes when the song ends. As you pick your head up, your eyes meet with Hinata's and your heart drops into the pit of your stomach.
Hinata smiles his sweet, innocent smile as he lifts his hand to your cheek and caresses the side of your face softly.
"I'm not really sure where you and I stand in this whole weird situation we're in, but, uh, would it be okay if I kissed you?"
You smile as you bring your hand to the side of his face. As he draws near, sinking a bit to your level, you close your eyes and allow him to meet your lips.
Hinata takes a guiding role as you continue to lock lips. He's so gentle, you feel as though the entire rest of your body is on fire, craving more. But you are in the middle of your brother's wedding after-party, so a little control is important for now.
When Hinata pulls away, there's a slight awkwardness in the air. You can feel your cheeks burn as you yearn for him to touch you again.
He then gives you a smile, putting you at ease with what just happened. God, you want him so bad, but you try to reduce your expectations seeing as you are where you are.
"Fuck," you then grumble to yourself as you grab him by the shirt this time and tug him against your body. Electricity soars through your body so fast that you feel as though you've created your own thunderstorm.
Hinata kisses you back, over and over, in the middle of the crowd where thankfully nobody's eyes are watching. Not even as he lifts your leg to his hip, nor when you begin to grind against him. But when he places you back down and takes you by the hand, his lips still on yours as he sloppily backs you out of the crowd, do you hear complaints that you no longer give a shit about.
You both stumble around the crowd until you finally make it out. You then start to guide him to the one place you know you can get an ounce of privacy around here. Your new sister-in-law's dressing room.
When you open the door, thankfully it's empty. It would've definitely ruined the mood to find your brother all over his new wife in there. Though, you couldn't really blame them if they were.
Behind you, Hinata shuts the door. You pull back the white curtains leading into the rest of the way and push him down onto the small couch nearby.
"I never thought I'd get the chance to fuck you at someone else's wedding," Hinata smiles as you climb onto his lap.
"Does that mean you've imagined things like this before?" you smirk.
"How could I not? Especially after seeing how wet I made you the last time we did this," he responds as you lean down to kiss him.
"You're not worried someone will walk in on us, right?" you ask as your hands make their way down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt.
"Wouldn't blame 'em if they did. I'd want to see what's causing you to get so loud in here," he teases.
"Who says you'll make me hot enough to get so loud?" you hum, still slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
With one hand, Hinata loosens his tie. "Well, not to sound too cocky or anything..." he begins. Just then, he places his hands under your thighs and stands up, slamming you against the wall.
