Paper Romance(Nijimura Shuzo x reader)

(Chapter 9) Money Makes Mistakes

NOTE: (y/ln) = your last name

            (y/fn) = your first name

            (y/hc)= your hair color

            (y/hl)= your hair length

            (y/ec)= your eye color

            (y/fc)=your favorite color

            (y/dc)=your dress color
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--- Nijimura's point of view ---

The raven haired boy woke up to a throbbing head ache.

He glared up at the ceiling with his slate grey eyes as he retraced his steps last night.

He looked upon the room. It was a beautiful pastel pink with white Victorian furniture and a golden trimmed floor board.

He lifted his aching head up slightly only to ram it into the head board of the white wood bed.

The sound of the head board knocking into wall rattled his senses.

In fact it had been a sound he became very familiar with last night.

--- small flash back ---

"Thud."

"Thud."

"Thud."

The head board rammed into the wall with a constant rhythm much like Nijimura rammed into the withering girl under him.

"Oh yes! Niji-kun I-"

"Shut up with -ah- that -ah-damn name! It's- ah- annoying! Ugh!"

A mix of moans and grunts serenaded the midnight to early morning.

"Thud."

"Thud."

"Thud."

--- end of flash back ---

Nijimura shook his head and sat up.

He glared at his bare body as the silk soiled sheets slide off his pale skin.

"God dammit." He growled to himself.

He looked to his side and saw a figure that was not the girl he arrived in Akashi's mansion with.

He growled at his mistake. He tried to move his legs out of the bed only to find the she had entwined herself with him the way a vine creeps around a tree.

Growing more annoyed he kicked her solidly causing the naked girl to fly off the bed and onto the floor.

"Ow! Niji-Kun!"

"For the last damn time! Don't call me that."

He began moving around the room collecting his stripped suit.

The girl draped her naked body in the sheets and stared at him starry eyed. Nijimura glanced at her only for a second. Long enough to see the hickies on her neck and down her back.

It was memories of his shame.

He began putting on his pants as he lectured her.

"I don't know you."

"Niji, I'm-"

"No. Let me finish. And I don't care to know you," he stated sternly.

"I've got a fiancé, who can't know about this."

The girl nodded her head.

"I've got a fiancé too."

He gave her a look and then continued.