"Shoko can you get the door please?" The words managed to escape your mouth as your lips struggled to contain the bobby pins that were stuffed between them. It was 7pm the evening before Riko's merger with Tengen and you'd promised her a night she wouldn't forget. You were going to deliver that promise no matter what - she deserved it.
"Well well.. it's a mess in here isn't it Y/n" Mei waltzed into the room with Utahime not far behind her. You raised your eyebrow at her before sliding the last bobby pin into Riko's thick black locks. "Did you come here to criticise my cleanliness or did you come here to get drunk?" Mei grinned before pulling out a large bottle of prosecco and shaking it gently.
The dormitory you shared with Shoko was fair sized, opening the front door lead you straight into the open living area, snug against the corner was a plump emerald couch with cushions scattered messily on its surface. A pale wooden chabudai was located directly in front of the seating area, books and snacks placed out for the guests. Off of the living area were the doors to the girls individual bedrooms. The TV hung neatly on the wall was set to a popular music channel, the melodic beat filling the room.
Shoko jumped onto the couch next to Riko who was stroking her freshly styled hair. "So.. any guys you've met so far that you think are cute?" The young teen blushed "Umm.. well I was talking to Kento earlier.. he seems.." "Yessss! Nanami is the best" Shoko cut her off excitedly "Plus you are totally his type"
"I need help" you groaned before they could finish their conversation. "Which one?" You enquired to the group as you modeled the outfit options you'd managed to narrow down. The first choice was a silk playsuit, the bust line plunged down to show the curves of your breasts. Over the top was a beige loose crushed velvet jacket with tan coloured thigh high boots. Second option was a deep plum dress, the front panel covered you completely and wrapped around your neck like a choker. Both sides of the garment were cut out from thighs to waist with elasticated ribbon lacing the fabric to keep it in place. The laced area left not a lot to the imagination. You topped the look off with silver strappy heels with laced ribbon wrapping up your calves.
All four girls gasped at the dress which made you grin. "This one then?" "Absolutely. Suguru won't be able to keep his hands off you!" Mei purred. "Satoru neither.." Shoko whispered to herself.
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"Come on its almost 11.30" Utahime pointed her phone lock screen at the group trying to emphasize the time. You'd agreed to meet the boys at Shochu Lounge by midnight. Earlier in the day you'd managed to convince Yu and Kento to join Suguru and Satoru on the night out. It wasn't usually their thing, especially Kento but when he realised it was for Riko, he quite quickly changed his mind.
Between the five of you, you'd managed to consume six bottles of wine with layers of tequila shots between rounds courtesy of Mei. She was such a pusher when it came to drinking. You were all absolutely buzzing, the mood was high and you all looked incredible. The club was only a short walk away but that didn't stop Riko almost tripping multiple times along the way. It was clear she'd never had alcohol before, or worn a pair of heels for that matter. It was like taking a trip with Bambi!
After what felt like a lifetime you made it to the entrance of the club, the bouncer checked you and your friends id's before lifting the roped barrier and allowing you to pass. The heat of the nightspot hit you instantly, a mixture of people's perfumes and alcohol filling your senses. Schochu Lounge's main dance floor was down a flight of stairs, you laughed with the girls as you made your way in.
a/n ~ I've added a song I would imagine playing as Satoru sees you. Play if you'd like or play your own song
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"What's the point in us being on time if they're always late!" Satoru grumbled as he tapped loudly on this phone, he was going to be sure you'd have loads of irritating WhatsApp messages to read in the morning as karma for the delay. Suguru leant back on the stone wall in the corridor that lead to the stairs, his beautiful ebony hair neatly tied in it's standard bun. It was slightly cooler there than being in the thick of the club. Kento patiently waited with the pair as Yu had disappeared to the bar to order some drinks. "They'll be here Satoru.." he soothed.
Just as the words left his lips the girls familiar giggles echoed down the stairwell. Suguru pushed himself off the wall and Satoru slowly slid the phone into his pocket. Their eyes fixated on the girl leading the group.
You.
Your delicate heels tapped on each step, flaunting your beautifully polished toes. Satin ribbons wrapped around your smooth calves, the strobe lighting causing your skin to shine like supple butter. The deep amethyst dress clung to your hips and waist revealing the curves you hid under your usual uniform. Your slender fingers clasped a satin grey clutch bag, the outfit made your Tatsuya branding very obvious but you didn't care. The brand was a burn you received as a child, an initiation into dragon mastery. It was a traditional dragon that wrapped from finger around the wrist and up the forearm. To most it looked like a cool tattoo completed with blush ink but your friends knew otherwise.
Your hair was long and thick, one side you'd braided into a french plait along your scalp which lead into the other side which was left flowing down to your hips with some gentle waves running through it.
Satoru licked his dry lips, it felt like all of the moisture had left his mouth. His aqua iris' scoured every inch of your body. He was so desperately hungry for you. His muscles tensed as he resisted the urge to shove every person out of the way and show you exactly who you were meant to be with.
But he couldn't. He would never force your feelings. He wouldn't hurt Suguru. His needs weren't important.
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