Bad Habits - (Shouto x OC)

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Lani POV:

The dark circles under my eyes spoke for themselves as I prepared for my follow up meeting with Yuna.

I'd done my job, and perhaps a little too well, as Shouto successfully passed the test of seducing a woman. So much so, I was prepared to fuck him on my couch last night as if we didn't have anything to lose. That earns him an A+, right?

Hell, maybe even an A++, because bonus points to his clueless face for creeping into my late night fun session—immediately turning it so un-fun when the truth revealed itself during post nut clarity. The bitter truth that I'm not just attracted to Shouto, but I have actual feelings for him.

It's safe to say I didn't get much sleep last night. And not for a kinky reason either which is a damn crime. 

I lied awake all night after that, staring at the ceiling. Waiting for the feelings in my heart to go away. To blow away like dust and prove to myself it wasn't true. But, the more I thought about it—the more I thought about him, I realized the only thing I proved was that I wanted Shouto in my bed at that very moment. I wanted all of him, and that just wouldn't do.

And, after lying awake all night and getting ready for work, I hated the way I couldn't stop looking at my phone, waiting for his call like some giddy schoolgirl, wondering when he'd text me. Ugh.

He never did, and once again, he never had reason to. Not after I practically showed him my tits and then kicked him out of my apartment. He's probably finding out how to switch publicists right now, trying to find a way to get me out of his life for good. Which is honestly probably for the best. For both of us.

I don't know how this happened. I've never strayed so far from the original job and let my feelings blossom out of control. It's not like me. I hate heroes—or, I always did.

But, Shouto is different...

No. Enough. This is ridiculous. We're just spending a lot of time together. That's all this is. Late nights. Weekends. Weekdays. Long hours. I mean...of course we're gonna bond a little, right? It's not weird, and it's definitely not serious...

A headache pierced my temple as I remained in the meeting room, groaning tiredly as I tried to get myself back on track. Work. Yes, work. That's the whole point of all of this. It's the only reason Shouto and I are even in contact. Because I want that promotion, and I need him to do it.

I attempted to force the vulnerable thoughts out of my head as I rapidly typed up the last of my notes for Yuna. She'd be here any minute, and she wanted the summary of our progress last night on her desk by midnight. It's only...seven hours later.

But, it takes longer to type out a report when you have to omit certain things. Almost everything about last night, to be exact.

I can't tell her about how handsome he looked in that shirt. Or the way his eyes pierced into my soul. Or, how about the way he touched me so gentle, yet intimate. How his lips rolled along my neck, igniting me deeper into lust, until we'd both become one. The way his mouth dangled within my reach, so willingly, so ready for me to close the distance and kiss him-

The door flew open and I immediately came out of my thoughts, eyes widening at the questionable paragraph of my inner thoughts that had somehow made its way into the page. I quickly backspaced on my laptop at the same moment Mai sat down next to me, letting out a suffocating breath I didn't know I was holding.

God, what is with me? Rookie mistake. I clearly learned nothing from the smut incident.

"Hi, Lani. Have a good evening?" The pink curled girl smiled artificially, poking the sleep deprived agitation in me instantly.