trauma bonding ~ dustbunny

twenty

"Wow, you did not put up a fight," Keigo says almost starstruck. I shrug. "Tomura agreed to go so it shouldn't be too boring." He scoffs. "You like him, don't you?" I glare at him as I clip in my hoop earrings. "Why would I waste my time with someone that doesn't interest me." Then I understand what he's implying. I lung over to grab a pillow from the couch and bash his face in. "You jackass! It is not like that!" He laughs. "Yes it is!" I hit him a few more times for good measure. 

"Fuck you are an idiot. I'm a lesbian, dumbass." He rolls his eyes, resting his head on the couch cushion. "You called him hot." I groan out of frustration. "Because he is, that doesn't mean I want to fuck him." As much as I appreciate Keigo, I truly wish I could have moved in with someone with more common sense. I should have taken Fuyumi up on her offer. "Yeah but I thought you into him. I mean why were you trying to damn hard to get him to forgive you if you didn't want to date him."

"What the fuck Keigo, I was trying to be a decent human being for a change!"

Did he have to ruin everything? I finally make a friend and he has to make it seem like I'm just trying to get laid. I don't even like men why did his mind have to go there? Yeah he's attractive but I'm not attracted to him. "You're a dick," I hiss, slipping on my shoes. "Rumi, come on, I was just curious!" I grab my coat and go straight to the front door. "Fuck you."

✶

After six hours of being on my feet, my shift is finally coming to an end. Dabi didn't show today so I didn't have to deal with his ass. I don't understand how he can be related to Fuyumi. On second thought, I don't understand how he's friends with Tomura. I need to question him about that later. I stare at the clock just waiting. And then finally the clock strikes one a.m. Without any hesitation I go into the back to clock out. I'm just ready to get the hell out of here. I grab my stuff and head out of the bar. I take out my phone to call a ride, which I should have done prior. 

"Hey cutie!"

I turn around to see a woman coming towards me, holding a beer bottle. "Where are you going? You just got here." Her hair is a sage green and she's wearing heavy eye liner. "Sweetie I've been here all night." She blinks in surprised. "Oh, I must not have noticed." She throws her head back, taking a swing. "Shame, I just got the courage to come talk to you." I look her up and down. She wasn't my type but she was pretty regardless. "Just talk?" 

✶

I shove her onto the bed and she instantly wraps her arms around my neck and pulled me towards her. Our mouths locked, moving in a messy and reckless manner. I forgot what she said her name was, I know she told the man at the front desk to check into the mote. Not that it mattered though.

I had done this more times than I cared to admit. But this was the only way I could feel close to Chitose. And she made it way too easy. The way she clawed through my hair trying bring me in closer; desperate, almost. Her thighs wrapped around my waist as she thrusted her tongue into my mouth. I pawed at her breast and she threw her head back moaning. "Oh shit," she breathed out. She locked her hands around my neck and flipped us over. Before I can protest, she crawls backwards, taking my pants with her. I help her pull down my underwear. This was the closest I'd get to being with Chitose.

Expect...she didn't look like Chitose.

Her appearance was closer to...Tomura. 

Pale hair, fair skin, dull eyes. The realized leaves me dumbfounded. My breathing picks up as I regrettably imagine him going down on me. I feel her tongue slip in and I subconsciously grip her hair. Slick and soft, just how I'd imagine his hair to feel. And suddenly it's his tongue in me. I'm thrusting into his mouth. My thighs locking his head in place. His hands cupping my ass. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. 

After an hour and a half she fell asleep but I couldn't even bring myself to lay down. I put on all my clothes, grabbed my shoes, and left the hotel room. I felt so disgusting. Like I had violated him in every way there was. I had never seen looked at a man with that kind of want; where did that come from. I made my way to the elevator and called Keigo. 

"Ugh...what...?"

Shit, I completely forgot how late it is. "You were right and I fucking hate you for it." He groaned and I can hear his bed sheets shifting. "Bitch, send me your location."