His POV
“Why the hell would you need this much peanut butter.” I groaned looking down at Shirai. It’s been five months already and all she was doing was eating and sleeping as far as I saw. “Kiyoomi I want peanut butter please~” She whined even more. For the past few months she’s been having cravings for weird things and I don’t think I can keep up with this. “Alright, I’ll get you the damn peanut butter.” I sighed giving in. She smiled happily before lying back down in bed. “You should get out more.” I suggested leaving the room as she only groaned. I slip my mask on, opening the door to leave. Just then I was face to face with a blonde guy, he’s way shorter than me, maybe a little taller than Shirai. “Do I know you?” I asked looking down at the man. “Is Shirai here?” He glared me down completely ignoring my question. “Yeah, are you a friend of hers?” I questioned. “Yeah, could I speak with her?” He smiled softly. “No, she’s kinda busy.” I replied glaring at the male. I knew all of Shirai’s friends and I definitely didn’t know this guy. “I’m sure she’ll make time for me, Hatake Kazuya.” He stretched his hand to which I ignored. “Could you get lost, I’m busy.” I locked the door pushing past the male and making my way to the corner store. Who the hell is that guy? I thought paying for the things I bought. I made my way back to the complex and to my apartment. I could see the same guy standing in front the door shouting at Shirai. Wait, shouting at Shirai? I sped up and I could hear her annoyed voice ordering the man to leave. “How could you go and get pregnant? Didn’t I tell you what happened between your sister and I was a one time thing?” He argued. My strides were even faster as I saw him pushing her aside and entering our apartment. When I got there I saw him blocking her mouth and groping her with a devious smile. “Little motherfucker.” I was completely consumed by rage, I didn’t even bother to take off my shoes as I launched straight at the bastard ready to beat the shit out of him. “Ah!” He screamed in pain holding his cheek. “Stay out of this!” He yelled trying to get a hit on me. I immediately dodged his fist and held him pressed against the wall. “Listen here you fucking bastard, if I see you anywhere near me and my girlfriend again I’ll fuck up that pretty little face of yours.” I threatened. He silently groaned to himself as I began pushing him out the door. He glared at Shirai then at me before leaving. I made sure he was out of sight before locking the door and sighing. I was fuming with rage right now, the way that bastard touched her against her will, the tears that fell down her face when she realised she was helpless. I felt guilty. “Shirai,” I started, seeing her stand still in the corner, a look of shock and fear on her face. “I’m sorry this happened.” I went towards her trembling stature, embracing her and trying to comfort her. If I was a minute later, what would have happened to her? I groaned even thinking about the many possible outcomes this encounter could’ve had. “I’m sorry.” Shirai muttered as her tears continued to stream down her face. “I should’ve stayed in bed instead of getting up, I even knew it was him before I opened the door.” She cried even more muttering apologies as I tried to assure her it wasn’t her fault. “How about we shower together?” I suggested giving her the best smile I could muster up after the event. She nodded, continuing to cry into my chest. Picking her up bridal style I walked towards the bathroom.
