~Kirito's POV~
What the actual fuck? I was gonna kiss and then confess to (Y/N)! I'm seriously gonna beat the shit outta whoever is he-
"Sugu?"
"Heya, Kazuto!" She smiled, hugging me. I glanced back at (Y/N), who sat there with her eyes narrowed and her hand clenched in a ball.
"Hi Sugu, what's up?" My eyes softened at her smile.
"I just came to check up on you~! It's been a while!" I heard a small growl behind me but I shrugged it off.
"Yeah, but I'm really busy today, can we chat some other time? I'm really sorry!" I bowed and she tapped my head.
Sugu didn't seem to notice (Y/N).
"No problem! Later, Kaz!" She smiled and skipped out the door. I sighed and shut the door, and turned to (Y/N). I saw a quick glimpse of pain in her eyes, but then she innocently smiled at me.
"Who was that?" She tilted her head, her voice clearly shaking and uneasy.
"It was my cousin, Sugu. I heard a very faint gasp escape her soft lips as I looked at her.
"Oh." She muttered softly, sighing. I walked close and sat in front of her, poking her red cheek.
"Someone jealous~?" I smirked at her, and her face turned even redder. She swatted my hand away and whimpered.
"No..."
"Really? Then why're you blushing?" She whimpered and stood up to leave, but so did I, and she ran into me. I tripped on my slipper and fell backwards with a grunt.
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~Your POV~
I fell on Kirito, and whimpered as I did. I was laying on top of him, too stunned to understand or comprehend what had just happened. One hand on his chest, I didn't feel the ground underneath my right hand.
"Hm?" I muttered, squeezing my hand. Kirito gripped my shirt around my stomach area and moaned loudly.
God he has an sexy moan... Wait why did I hear it?
I realized that my hand was on his... Um...
I jumped up and bowed quickly, my face bright red and so was his. He looked up at me, his left knee half bent and using his right elbow to hold himself up on the floor. I looked down at him and snatched my pillow, running towards the door. He opened his mouth and called out to me, also extending his right arm, but I was already gone.
I ran down the stairs and opened the door with my retina scan, and the door opened quickly, almost on its own. I ran inside and slouched against the wall. Staring at the ceiling, I panted. My hand tingled as I looked at it, and all the memories came flooding back. I closed my eyes and kept muttering to myself:
"Idiot, idiot, IDIOT!"
