Orange Rhapsody [ Ren Jinguji X Reader ]

A Confession

One month later, you and Ren have texted and called each other every day. He's started to teach you how to play his saxophone, and you've even met some of the other members of STARISH. Today, you're heading to Ren's house for another lesson. 

When you arrive, his shirt isn't buttoned up at all, and his smooth skin is on display. You blush brightly. 

"Hello, little lamb. Please, come in." He steps back and opens the door wide, seeming not to notice your blush. 

You nod and step inside, removing your shoes and trying hard not to stare. "Uh... your shirt's unbuttoned." 

He chuckles. "I know. I didn't feel like buttoning it up this morning, but if it makes you uncomfortable I will." 

"NO!" You cover your mouth. The shout was way too loud. 

Ren laughs outright. "I knew you liked the view." His voice is teasing, but his smile is genuine. It's not the same one he gives the camera. You've come to know so much about him in the short time you've been friends. 

You clear your throat. "I think I've almost got the saxophone basics down. Pretty soon I'll be amazing at that too, and then what will you have left to teach me?" Yes, witty banter. Always fall back on witty banter. 

Ren moves up behind you and wraps his arms around you. His mouth is beside your ear and you can feel his hot breath against your skin. "I could think of a thing or two." Ren's voice is full of promise. 

You swallow hard and turn in his arms to face him. Surprise makes his eyes widen a bit. Now you're only an inch from his face. Your heart beats quicker as you look into his blue eyes. 

You have to say it now or you'll chicken out. If he rejects you, at least you'll know and you can move on. "I like you, Ren."

He blinks slowly. A smile as radiant as the sun spreads over his face and his arms settle more firmly on your waist. "I like you too, little lamb." 

Ren slides his hand up your back and brings you closer to his bare skin. "I've been waiting awhile now to kiss you."

You lean up, not giving him the chance to take it back. Your lips meet his, warm and soft. A spark of heat flares up between you. His lips taste like oranges, sweet and citrusy. He runs his fingers into your hair. You run your hands over his chest and abs. 

A soft moan escapes his lips. His skin is hot. "You drive me crazy." His lips brush yours as he speaks.

You smile against his mouth. "Then we're even."

You kiss him again, losing yourself in his warm embrace. 

You really are the luckiest person this year.