Irresistibly You | A Haitani Rindou Fanfic

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɴɪɴᴇᴛᴇᴇɴ

୨⎯ Backburner Was It? ⎯୧

Arriving at Y/n's mansion, I inhale a breath before knocking on the front door. After waiting for a while, Y/n finally opens the door, still tipsy. Is it the hangover acting again? She lands on my arms with the bag full of medicine and water almost tumbling down the floor as I prioritize catching her first.

Y/n giggles as she looks at me and says, still in my arms though slowly but surely slipping away from her bent position, "Oh, it's you! Aren't you a little too close to me, Rinnie?"

Rinnie...? I stare at her as if I just saw a ghost, utterly confused and speechless. I thought she didn't like that version of me anymore. But...she is drunk right now so I guess this is just her spitting nonsense.

As I am attempting to help her stand up on both of her feet, Y/n suddenly leans closer to my face, our lips almost touching. Her grin smears across her lips while she speaks under the influence of alcohol, "You are such boyfriend material, Rinnie. Thanks for standing up for me last night."

Y/n then goes back to her upright stance and says in an upset tone, "You are totally correct about last night. Izana is just taking advantage of my image as an actress. He doesn't care about me at all!"

"I came here to bring you these again for your hangover. I thought you still might need it-"

She lunges at me, kissing my lips abruptly as her arms wrap around my back. Once our lips have touched each other, we both melt into one another's touch. My tensed body has given up and just savors everything at once.

Is this finally real...? Is this her way of thanking me for bringing her medicine?

As she opens her eyes, she adoringly gazes at me while deepening the kiss. From a short and sudden kiss to this, a kiss full of emotions, full of love...! She has changed ever since that incident. Her feelings towards me have become clearer than ever.

"Isn't this comforting, Rindou?" Y/n asks in a breathy tone. I shortly nod, her face inches away from mine. "You are the medicine for my hangover. I only need you for now. Throw that medicine away and come inside."

"Are you sure, Y/n?" I scoff, provoking her a bit to see if this is actually her and not the drunk Y/n. She pauses her feet and answers, "You are single, right? No more fake dating bullshit?"

I don't know what I am getting into but if this is my way of stealing her from that man, then I am down for a bite. A bite that is painful yet addictive, infectious but pleasing. This is not a game anymore, Y/n. This is where I cross the line and-

...Listen to your rants about Izana, your angelic-deceiving boyfriend. "He never comes here no matter what I tell him. It's like he doesn't want to spend time with me! The only way we spend time is hanging outside." Y/n cries, burying her face inside her stacked arms on top of her knees.

We sit on the fluffy rug inside her study room, parallel to one another, and I quietly take in all her problems about her stupid relationship. I never would have thought that guy is a clout chaser. All the nice-looking guy always end up being the most brutal human being to ever exist, I swear.

She continues on and on until she stops to blow her nose on the tissues I hand her. "Why don't you just break up with him? Call it quits and you won't have to cry ever again."

"Because you are here?" Y/n asks.

I answer with a steady voice as I read her expression, "...Well, who else will be here to comfort you but me? You seemed to have calmed down when you kissed me a while ago."