Bad Habits - (Shouto x OC)

Love So Good, It Gives You A Concussion

Shouto POV:

"Who was he?" I asked again once the mysterious man was gone, causing Lani to sigh.

Her mouth opened and closed a few times like she was searching for an answer—and I didn't realize it would be so hard for her to explain. She scoffed and hesitantly walked back into her apartment, leaving the door open for me to follow inside.

"An ex of mine. Still a...friend...unfortunately. For now. But, nothing happened between us last night. Trust me on that." She said almost disgusted, and I could see that she was being truthful.

It put me at just a little bit of ease and allowed my shoulders to soften, closing her apartment door behind me once I was inside. I also locked it so the man couldn't get back in...

But, even so, I still felt the tension from last night and this morning creeping into my mood. I'm never one to usually fight with people unless that person is my father. I never really care enough about anything to speak about it so intentionally. I really didn't even know how to start fights if I'm being honest.

But, I wasn't happy with Lani. And...I don't know....I guess I was in the mood to let her know that. I guess...well, that's a fight then, right?

"Did he take your phone, or something? Is...is that why you didn't respond to my messages and calls?" I asked a bit annoyed.

My voice was taking on the same tone it does when I speak to dad. He says it's sarcastic and rude. And I imagine that's how it sounds to Lani now because she looked back at me and rolled her eyes, and her nose scrunched up in the same way it does whenever she finds me annoying.

"No, he didn't take my phone. I just didn't respond to you." She scoffed, walking into her kitchen. "You seemed a little preoccupied last night, so I didn't think you'd notice."

My brows furrowed as I tried to replay the events of last night. The events that would make her think I was...preoccupied? But, all that comes up are my internal thoughts. My internal feelings about her, her, her. Everything in my mind, everything that preoccupied me was about her, and I physically couldn't think about anything else.

"You thought I was...preoccupied?" I shook my head slightly bewildered as I followed her into the small kitchen. "With what?"

"Oh, come on, Shouto." She kept her back to me. "Even you're not that dense. The kiss. Which I'm sure led to something more once I was out of the picture. Surprising, I didn't realize you felt so strongly about Ella."

My eyes fell slightly as I wasn't aware Lani even saw the kiss. It was a rather quick and uneventful kiss, but still, her voice sounded bitter and distant like I'd done something wrong. It sounded much like how I just felt a few moments ago, when the man, Eiichi, was here in her apartment. When he put his arm around her and slept over with her...

And I think I feel that way because I feel certain emotions for Lani now. So, if she didn't like seeing me with another woman...

What does that mean? Could it mean anything?

Lani opened her cupboards and reached for a cup on the top shelf that was just out of her hold, cursing as she stood on her tip toes to grab it. I blinked out of my thoughts and came up directly behind her, unintentionally pressing my body into hers as I swiped the cup off the top shelf. Her body froze and she kept her back to me as I slowly placed it into her half open hand, and....and she was so close. So close, my torso molded into her back, and her hips melted against mine.

And I couldn't find it in myself to move, waiting for her to push me away like she kept doing to Eiichi every time he touched her. Waiting for her to treat me the same.