Sadistic | Sata Kyouya x Reader

♚ fourteen

Stepping into the cafeteria, your eyes fell on the familiar tuft of blond hair. Out of habit, your fingers fidgeted with your necklace, reassuring you of who Kyouya's heart belonged to. The small necklace was enough to keep you feeling content. As he would put it, "a dumb dog satisfied with even just a little". What came out of his irking mouth and what he meant were always two different things, and you've grown to understand.

He sat alone, idle and appearing bored.

"Kyyyyouyaaaa!"

Your arms wrapped around his neck, engulfing you into his scent. A wonderful scent. Come to think of it, when did Kyouya's hair start to smell like the most breathtaking scent you've ever taken in?

"Tch."

He shoved you away by pressing his palm against your face. No surprise there. He even crossed his arms in a huff. You rubbed your cheek in defeat, collapsing into the chair directly facing his.

As if fate would have it, a pair of girls approached him, one giggling and one blushing madly.

"U-um, Kyouya," one asked. Her hands were shaking.

"Yes?" he smiled. You've learned that Kyouya tends to keep his "prince charming" cover mostly at school. His excuse would be that it was easier to get rid of people with that kind of persona, but you think its just because he enjoyed the benefits of being adored by everyone and anyone.

You kept your head down, clutching your juice box and sipping from the straw.

"I-I thought you'd like this!" Her hands opened to reveal a can probably from one of the vending machines-Kyouya's favorite. You gripped tighter onto your drink when Kyouya happily took it in his hands.

They vanished, thinking Kyouya would probably owe them something. Hilarious. Kyouya wouldn't think twice about anything like that.

Nonetheless, hasn't he noticed how quiet you were? Or how your eyes had turned to a darker shade in irritation?

"Tch."

You snapped out of it. Looking up at Kyouya to see what he wanted, you watched as he slid the drink towards you.

"Huh?" you made a noise of confusion. "You're not going to drink it?"

"I'm not thirsty," he leaned his chin against his palm, resting his elbow on the table. "Besides, you look like you're ready to kill me with that look of yours-you're squeezing onto the juice box."

You fell silent, and Kyouya looked puzzled, like he was trying to understand you. As if he was finally attempting to care about what you were thinking.

"What is it?" Rather than the usual, annoyed tone, he sounded actually concerned.

"No one knows we're really dating, do they?" you finally spoke, a little embarrassed to be confiding in him.

"Don't tell me," he cracked into a smirk. "You're jealous?"

"S-shut up!" you said, flustered, as Kyouya rolled into even more laughter. More than his usual, holding his hand over his stomach.

"Oi princess, if that'll make you happy, then I'll gladly let everyone know."

"P-p-princess?!"

He stood up from his chair.

"W-what are you doing?!"

Leaning down, he tilted your chin and pressed his lips against yours.

"Mmmfff!..."

It was a quick kiss. Once he parted, you wanted to pull him back, but then you remembered you were in school. And then you remembered that everyone probably noticed what just took place.

All eyes on you two; Kyouya simply sat back down in his chair and crossed his arms.

You smiled like an idiot, a blushing, red as a tomato idiot.

"Idiot, stop smiling like that."

That only made you smile even more.

☆ A/N ☆
gahhhh ;~; I'M SO SORRY FOR THE HUGE DELAY IN UPDATES. i know many of you are probably ready to pull out of the pitchforks but this book isn't my top priority in life, and i try the best i can to update. though thank you for waiting (if you did, if you didn't, SHAME ON YOU) your patience means A LOT A LOT to me, and your support means so much to me<3