•Manipulation• [BNHA × Male!OC]

Chapter 189: BELLA, WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN LOCA?

For a second, its quiet.

Too quiet.

I hear the water dripping from our hair, plopping into the still water below.

I feel myself start to tremble from a strange mix of nerves rumbling in my chest. I try my hardest not to let my hands shake.

For a moment I worry that it was a mistake. That somehow I'd misconstrued their feelings towards me.

But before I could even begin to regret my spur of the moment decision, I feel myself fall forward.

I'm pulled.

A blur of red and white seems to fly at me as our lips collide.

I'm shoved backwards by the force.

Slipping against the wet bath tiles, my head hits the edge of the tub.

My brain goes fuzzy, whether it was the heat, the kiss or the brain damage I had no idea.

I almost fall under when a hand grabs onto the back of my head, keeping me above water but still breathless as the mouth on mine is relentless.

Another hand snakes around my waist, pressing me flush to the boy.

It was a surprisingly torrid affair.

All his previous displays of affection had been gentle, a plea of sorts, but most of all they had been restrained.

Now it seemed the floodgates had been let loose. His affection poured out clumsily, strangely forcefully and so incredibly overwhelming for the typically lukewarm boy.

His chest heaved against mine as our skin pressed together, almost like we could fuse into one if we could just get close enough.

My legs are bent awkwardly beneath me after losing my footing, forcing me to grab at his shoulders for balance. I clung to him for fear of being dragged under.

As I try to move my right hand, the grip around it tightens.

Katsuki was still holding onto my hand.

I can barely squint past Shoto to see the blonde.

He lifts my hand above the water and I tighten my grip on Shoto so as to not fall.

He brings it to his lips, gently trailing featherlike kisses across my knuckles.

They had almost swapped their usual roles, now Shoto was being the commanding one, while Katsuki was calmly vying for my attention.

God it was a lot.

But given enough time to adjust, even my jelly-like legs can regain their balance.

I ready myself and stand back up in one smooth motion, using the arm that had been slung around Shoto's shoulders to pull him in by the back of the neck.

Our change in heights cause him to crane his head back as now I bore down on him.

But rather than panic or do something equally cute and flustered, he just tried to pull my closer.

It seemed it didn't matter who was taking the lead so long as we stayed connected.

I suppose that was even cuter.

I look back over at the surprisingly docile blonde as he worked his way down my forearm.

Then he looked up at me with blood-red eyes.

And he bit down on my wrist.

I gasp, pulling off of Shoto for a second.

'How not cute...'