Bad Habits - (Shouto x OC)

A Teaching Moment For All

Lani POV:

My brain had stalled.

I was a hazy mess of arousal, passion, and Shouto as Momo knocked on the door of the men's restroom, once again, calling out for her 'date' and inevitable beau...

"Shouto? You're not answering, and now I'm getting worried. Is Lani in there with you?" She asked, and rarely had the words had been taken out of my mouth like this.

I was too dazed to speak. My jaw could only drop in realization as Shouto and I remained tangled together on the floor of the bathroom. My dress was pulled up to my hips. My fingers were in his hair, and his hand was on my waist. If anyone were to catch us in this position, it would be hell.

Of course, the man in question didn't say anything, looking more shocked than me. He was frozen in place, glancing at me for direction that I didn't have. Because...because...

This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Fuck..." I whispered with a dreadful, heavy swallow.

I really messed up.

Shouto's sweet taste was still in my mouth and I tried to ignore it as I quickly pushed him away, pulling my dress down and jumping up to my feet as I tried to figure out a plan.

He watched me from the floor, blinking a few times to process as I quickly ran over to the 'freshen up' mirror, "W-What....what are you doing?"

"C'mon, stand up. Hurry." I whispered desperately, simultaneously trying to fix my lipstick and pull his limp body up from the ground.

His brain was dazed as he stumbled back up to his feet—and, god, his hair was an utter mess. His lips were swollen. And, most of all, he didn't seem to care about any of it.

Instead, he watched me fix my hair and makeup in a panic, not comprehending such urgency in the situation. "I—what's wrong?" He asked, before Momo knocked again.

I sighed tensely and turned to Shouto, placing my hands on his shoulders and giving him a firm shake to try and snap him out of it, "Shouto, please. Pull yourself together. That woman out there is your date-"

"Her and I aren't in a relationship anymore, and we're not dating." He was focusing on the wrong things at this moment. "It's okay-"

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I groaned and brushed past him towards the door, surprised when he reached out and grabbed my wrist.

His eyes filled with a little more clarity now, and it didn't make me feel better considering his next words.

"Lani. It's....it's okay." He said, almost as if he was trying to assure me this was fine. Almost as if he was pleading with me to make this fine—us.

But, this was the furthest thing from fine. Momo was standing right outside this door. My publicist career was ruined, and Shouto has just unknowingly kissed his biggest enemy. Nothing was fine, and in this moment, I was positive it would never be fine again.

I just had to go and fuck everything up...

With furrowed brows of guilt, I pulled my arm out of his grip and kept my eyes away from him, biting the inside of my cheek as I spoke the harsh truth, "No one can know about this, Shouto. Do you understand me? No one."