♡︎ 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 | ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs | 18+ ♡︎ [EDITING] 🎄

35. i crave her || choso x fem reader

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The moment I saw her across the ballroom, I couldn't help but stare - how her silk dress clung to her waist and breasts. The way she carried herself in a room full of people was captivating. I attempted conversation, tried to get closer, but I didn't want to seem weird.

I felt a pat on my shoulder, already knowing who was behind me. Toji laughed with an expensive wine glass in his hand, a luxury he couldn't truly afford. 'You have to try this champagne! I don't know where they got this stuff from, but this is damn delicious.' I simply ignored him without realizing it, He punched me in the shoulder. I glared at him and snapped, 'How did you get in here without paying?' He laughed and whispered in my ear, 'I have my ways. And stop staring at her.' I walked away from him towards the bar and ordered a drink. "Don't be a pussy," Toji said, "Just ask her out."

'I can't do that, I have other priorities right now than women,'' I replied. Toji shook his head and took my drink from the counter, downing it in one gulp. 'I'd be all over that,'' he said with a grin before walking away. 'Enjoy the party. After he left, I proceeded to drink back-to-back, spending the rest of the evening alone in the grand ballroom. Upon arriving home to my dark, warm penthouse, I began to undress piece by piece, making my way towards the bed.

I woke up to the sound of a door shutting outside my penthouse. I got out of bed and walked to the window to see who was out there. It was her—the girl from last night. My eyes widened as I saw her taking groceries out of the car and that dress she wore was incredibly silky and somewhat see-through. I found myself unable to control my gaze as it traced her legs upward to where her dress was riding up, exposing more of her curves as she leaned down to grab more groceries from the trunk.

Since then, I've become obsessed with her daily routine and who she sees. She looks gorgeous in everything, making me hard at the mere thought. I often fantasize about being there for her, smelling her hair, touching her body, just making her feel good.

Days went by, and I finally asked her out. She giggled while looking at me with those eyes; she was so shy and independent—two things I loved most about her. My gaze drifted to her lips, causing me to clear my throat as I listened to her sweet voice. "I love this place," she said, looking around with those adorable eyes. "How did you find it?" My mouth went dry, and I couldn't form any words—all I could do was stare at her like a fucking creep.

The server interrupted the awkward silence, politely asking if we were ready to order. We placed our orders and enjoyed a warm, cozy dinner together, talking about each other and even sharing a dance. Now, she stands outside on my penthouse balcony in her red sparkle dress and I stood behind her scared to touch her.

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Thanks for reading.
Credits to iamgermani for writing this chapter.
Edited by : me & my loyal grammar partner.
Short Chapter (i was supposed to write the smut)