met your match | takeomi x reader

5: denial

"can i use your bathroom?"

you were at takeomi's apartment, putting your sweater back on while he was cleaning up the mixture of your and his cum off the couch where some of it spilled.

"yeah. it's the first door on the left in the hallway. the room next to it has a sink." he replied.

you opened the door from the main living area into the hallway, and you were immediately able to spot the bathroom.

you had been getting together for over a month, but it was the first time you went over to his place. as a general rule, you never went over to customer's homes, but today he offered for you to stop by and have some fun.

calling takeomi a customer at this point may have been a bit of a stretch anyway. he still scheduled time with you at work regularly, but he also made sure that he was your last client of the day, and each time ended with you bouncing on his dick and moaning his name like he was your savior.

this also quickly turned into seeing him without him coming to see you at work. despite the transactional nature of your relationship, you stopped accepting money from him outside of work since it just felt... off.

you tried to reflect on why that was while you used his bathroom, but as you dried your hands after washing them, you noticed there was the clothes washer in the same room. you tried not to look at the hamper filled with laundry next to it, but you saw something that made you pause.

is that a bra?

you looked away quickly and tried to convince yourself that you didn't see things correctly and it was none of your business. but it was too irresistible to look again, so you did.

it was definitely a bra.

the gears began to turn in your mind. you probably could've written it off as typical male behavior if it were panties, but a bra felt more intimate, and it definitely wasn't one of yours.

you tried not to let it bother you, telling yourself that takeomi surely didn't have a secret significant other. it didn't seem like the type of thing he would try and hide... but still, you thought he lived by himself.

and seeing that article of clothing gave you an uneasy feeling, so you decided to leave.

you went back into the main living space again and saw him laying on the couch. he had put some of his clothes back on and had his trusty pack of cigarettes next to him, just waiting to be lit up.

"i'm going to head out." you announced.

his gaze flickered to yours, and you could already see the questions forming in his mind.

"leaving already? i thought you would want to go again."

"i have a couple of things to take care of." you shrugged.

takeomi's eyebrows pulled together in confusion, but he decided to let it go. it wasn't his place to ask you if something was up, and he knew you would just evade the question even if he asked.

"alright. later." was all he said, but he kept his eyes on you as you gave him a small wave and went to the door to the hallway.

just as you closed the door behind you, you heard the soft sound of the front door being unlocked. you watched the door with bated breath, and your anticipation turned into panic when a girl came through the door.

no matter how stunned you were to see her there, she seemed even more shocked to see you. her turquoise eyes were wide and her glossy lips were parted, and you also noticed she looked even younger than you.