Furtive Ignominy (COMPLETED)

36.

CHAPTER 36

Y/n woke up with a light heart yet heavy chest. She looked down only to see Satoru sleeping on her chest. His mouth was partially agape and he was breathing serenely, cheek pressed on her like a baby. She couldn't help but think that this man would someday be the death of her. She remained statued in that position so Satoru would not wake up since she knew how sleep deprived he was all these days.

She settled her hand on his hair and softly tousled it, massaging his scalp gently and dragging her fingertips to his perfect jaw. It was another half an hour before Satoru finally stirred up in his sleep but he remained his eyes open, savoring her warmth.

"You're heavy." Y/n almost chuckled silently.

"Well, good morning to you too, honey..." he said before rolling off of her and pulling her again, yet this time he led her head to rest on his bicep.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Y/n asked with a smile.

She didn't have to say it out loud but she liked it when they were like this. Nothing to worry about, just the two of them. "I'm guessing you're tired of pancakes?" She longingly traced her fingers on his chest, drawing circles on it.

She missed this, she missed touching his skin and the feeling of his warmth near her, the soft gentle kisses he was giving her everyday, him popping out of nowhere then planting a kiss on her face. She didn't realize she missed this so much until he stopped doing it because he was too focused on Satsujin.

Y/n internally slapped that thought out of her head and proceeded to make the most out of this moment. Her lips draped tenderly on Satoru's exposed neck, kissing it lovingly and as passionately as she could while hands caressed his arms to shoulder then to his back before returning to his chest.

"Y/n..."

"Hmm?"

"Please, don't kiss me like that when I have a morning wood..."

Y/n's sweet smile lingering on her lips faded into a frown of disbelief, "Why do you always ruin sweet things, Satoru? Can't you just shut up and enjoy it?"

"How can I enjoy it when I'm aching?"

The two of them shared their morning with plates of eggs and toasts. Both of them were just lazing around the couch as Y/n watched morning news from TV and Satoru was hooked reading the books he borrowed from Y/n which was, according to him, too good.

"Aren't you going to meet your friend today? Ozawa?" Satoru asked, not removing his blue orbs from the book.

"What do you mean?" Y/n asked with a creased brow..

"I thought you asked me if you could meet her this Saturday— today?"

"I can... go out?"

"Yeah, you can." Satoru looked at her yet unable to maintain eye contact while scratching the back of his head. "Just text me if something comes up, okay?"

Y/n almost leaped from her sitting position and hugged him before slamming her lips on him, taking him by surprise. "Thank you! And yeah, I'll meet her. Just right there..." she said, pointing excitedly at the cafe Madvald as if it was just right outside his window.

"Okay, take care!" Satoru yelled as he watched Y/n go upstairs.

Y/n immediately dialed Ozawa to meet her today and to her joy, Ozawa agreed though not without a hint of impatience when she said 'Why just now?' But nonetheless, it made her heart pump with anticipation.