One and Only | Osamu Miya X Reader AU

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Hello guys! I won't be updating for the next two days due to our exam. (Dec 3-4)

Special thanks to my best friend Airha who helped me wrote this chapter!!

Enjoy! <3 Vote if you liked this chapter and I'm really greatful if you'll support me throughout my writing days.

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Arishira's POV:

"You're a bad liar, you know that?"

His words sent shivers down my spine. Should I just tell him the truth? Or maybe just the partial one?

I sighed and started to talk. "Well Osamu. My parents  left due to business stuff and I just need company over."

Well that's just the partial truth. I don't wanna tell him on why I wanted him to come.

He simply nodded and replied. "Sorry if I was unable to come here last night."

Osamu is my boyfriend. I trust him completely but why can't I even open up to him? Maybe because I'm scared of being judged or maybe  I am just overreacting?

But is it normal when I throw tantrums when I get triggered of being alone? Maybe. Maybe not.

Osamu looked at me with his grey eyes, him sitting beside me at the couch. Oh boy, it feels awkward.

I wanted to reach out to him and hug him. Maybe his hugs can make me feel at ease even just now.

Without another word, I went closer to him and I hugged him tight. Osamu hugged me back, his arms wrapped around my waist while he strokes some of my hair.

My body is melting by his hugs, he's my damn weakness alright.

Both of us went silent and just hugging to each other. Is he being clingy now? Cause he really is, I swear.

Then, out of nowhere, I watched him lean in, his lips crashing against mine. I was caught off guard, not knowing what to do, this is my second kiss, for god's sake. As seconds past, I felt myself relaxing and as he slowly parted my lips.

"W-wait...we should slow down..." I muttered, but he just shut me up with another kiss. To my surprise, I felt his tongue slip inside my parted lips, and as our tongues exchanged a series of intertwining.

I felt his hand clenching around  the hem of my shirt, his grip felt possessive, yet..I felt a sense of protection.

Both of us are laying down at the couch meanwhile he's on top of me. He continued moving his lips against mine in a sensual manner

"Osamu-oh... f/ck...." I can't help but let out  a low curse, it felt too good.

"Language." He pulled away and mumbled in a scolding way and I felt embarrassed.

I wrapped my arms around Osamu's nape and we leaned for a kiss once more. I can feel his lips seeking entrance to mine. I opened my mouth for a bit ang both of our tounge are tangling gently, as if it was dancing with rhythm. His lips moving to my jawline as his tongue began to tease and trail over the skin, slowly down to my neck.

His hand continued to slowly move, his fingers tracing a path over my chest, down to my stomach, his fingertips gently tracing over the skin and causing small shivers to go through my body.

Osamu is full of surprises, doesn't he?

Because of the sensational feeling, I can't help but to let out a moan. "O-Osamu...ahh....a-ahh..."

Osamu stopped kissing and he looked at me, a small smirk appeared on his face. "Satisfied?"

I didn't respond and he continued kissing my neck, did he did this to satisfy me? But why though?

I closed my eyes as I let him kiss me all over, especially my neck. I wrapped my hand around his hair and starts ruffling and gripping on it gently.

He continued kissing me on my neck, licking and sucking on it gently.

"Ahh....Osamu...s-stop...." I said, my voice is filled with short breaths.

Without any warning, he quickly gave in to his urges and desire, closing the distance between us again. He crashed his lips against me, his mouth hungrily pushing against mine as his tongue quickly delved inside my mouth, seeking and exploring every inch of her.

I closed my eyes, I moved my lips against him repetitively. Fuck, this is getting good.

"So beautiful...and so mine."

Osamu's arms moved, his hands moving to grab onto my hips, pulling me even closer to him as his body pressed down on top of mine, his body molding against me, like a puzzle piece fitting into place.

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Both Osamu and me passed out from exhaustion, our bodies a tangled mess on the bed. Osamu's chest was heaving from the effort, his body covered in a sheen of sweat. He was almost passed out from the exhaustion.

I woke up and realizing that we were at my bedroom. I remembered that we did the 'activity' at the couch, he must have carried me.

I looked at the wall clock and it's still 9 PM and I can feel Osamu slowly getting up from his sleep.

"Osamu..." I called him, he still looks drowsy.

"Ari..." He said with his sleepy voice.

A question is still hanging in my mind and I wanted to ask him. "Osamu....why would we do that thing out of nowhere?? You know what I mean...."

Osamu repsonded. "I was absent when you needed me."

I went silent. Did we do that to make things up? To make up when he wasn't here when I texted him.

I do understand why he didn't came, but he's definitely something new.

I laid back on the bed again. It's already 9 PM and we needed sleep because there is class tommorow. That reminds me...

"Osamu, you're sleeping here right? What about your clothes?" I asked.

"I'll go home first thing in the morning." He replied and he laid down as well.

I went closer to him and wrapped my arms around him without any word.

Our relationship is just new, a few weeks of dating, and I can't believe that me and Osamu are making out. I don't even know when I confessed to him and he led me into the gym's stock room, was that time even making out?

"Good night Ari." Osamu mumbled and I buried my head against his hard chest.

And maybe Osamu is all I need.