Cigarettes and ashes| Choso Kamo

12. Party Monster

Opening the fridge you grabbed another bottle of Vodka while your friend Mai was standing on the kitchen counter. You closed the door and poured the liquor into the cups. The girl across you took a sip from her beverage, as if testing it like she hadn't drank it before.

"So, what's up with that weirdo?" She giggled a bit, the alcohol she had consumed did its job, because she was feeling tipsy. "You talking about Choso?" You also told her before following her example, taking too, a sip. "The dude with the weird buns. I don't know his name." She replied.

"Why do you think he's weird?"

"Well, obviously, he's got those buns. Except that, well... I don't know. Don't try to change the subject though! I saw you two, his hand on your waist, you almost hugging him." She decided that words weren't enough and she had to demonstrate her words. The whole acting made you laugh before answering.

"I don't know Mai, I'll let you know though when I do." And that was enough for her because she took your arm next, hooked it under hers and you left the kitchen, going to the main hall that the crowd was dancing wildly. "Come on, let's dance." She said and dragged you further into the crowd.

Well, because you were you, dancing around other people made you nervous and what a better solution to leave that nervousness behind than to drink more alcohol?

That made you relax more and you swayed your body to the music's rhythm along with Mai. At one point you wrapped your arms around your friend and you lowered yourself and came back up, all that while looking her in the eyes. You felt good, like no one was watching you.

That was what you thought. Because reality differs. Some eyes were on you but of course you didn't notice them. His eyes were on you, staring daggers into your figure. The way your dress complimented all the right places or your pretty make up that he had noticed on your previous encounter. It had left him hungry. Who could have thought that he would feel so touched deprived.

He craved more.

More of your attention. Your touch, your menacing glares, your voice, everything. That's all he wanted. Everything.

Oh, you should have seen his face when Geto approached you. He knew something had been going on between you two in the past. He learned that from Gojo on accident -well, he's not known for keeping secrets anyway- but honestly, he could tell by the way you two were so comfortable with each other. He had also learned that Suguru still harnessed feelings for the girl and he had been trying to get back together with her.

Guess who didn't like that.

It made him mad. Mad to see you dancing now on him, his hands tracing all your body, your curves. Your back facing him but your hands wrapped around his neck, him whispering into your ear God knows what.

Paranoid. That's what you made him.

You turned around to face him and he couldn't take it. He had to take action. He didn't know what got into him and he felt that way and he blamed it on the alcohol.

"Oh shit, my bad man." He said to the other male who was shocked. Suguru inhaled and collected himself before speaking and saying a forced "it's fine." After he saw the culprit.

"That's gonna leave a stain." You stated giggling a bit. Choso realised then that the drink that he was holding and spilled "accidentally" on the other male was wine. That was definitely going to leave a stain he concluded too. "Excuse me." Suguru exclaimed and left, probably to find the bathroom.

"Hi again." Your voice brought him down to earth again. "Want to dance?" She told the taller male seductively. The glint in her eyes made the man swallow, his Adam's apple bobbing in the process. "Sure." Was all he said.

Choso was on cloud nine. The adrenaline he felt that moment made him feel so excited, alive. When you touched him, he felt like electricity had struck him. "So how's your day going till now?" He leaned down to the girl's ear because the music was too loud and asked. "Perfect." She pronounced the word slowly while looking up at him and smirked.

He almost folded right there and then. Why was she so hot? Was she always that attractive? And why hadn't he noticed her before? For gods sake they were in the same class. "Yeah?" He tilted his head to the side. "Why princess? Wanna tell me?"

"Later." She told and at that moment she did the same thing as before with Geto. Turned around and wrapped her hands around his neck, her back facing him. He responded accordingly, grabbing tightly the flesh on her waist with one hand while the other traced the side of her hip. He felt a bit jealous, because another man felt what he was feeling. Her strong muscles, her curves, everything.

As he had wanted moments before. And she fit perfectly into his hands as if she was made for him. "You're beautiful." He said again and thought she didn't heard him but to his surprise she did because he felt her stiffen for a moment before leaning more into the male that was holding her and whispered "Thank you. You are too."

"Wanna go for a smoke princess?" He whispered again while his hand traveled from her waist to her shoulder.

"Yeah come on." She grabbed his hand and started walking through the crowd holding it tight. Hers radiated warmth, while his was cold as ice.

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A/n: Short chapter I know but I don't have time omg... Also, 3k? Damn why y'all reading this shit? Thank you though for your comments. They give me motivation to continue writing more. Have a good night or day guys <3