(Shizuo x Reader) Crossed Paths

Chapter 8: A Night Out

(A/N): warning!: ~Lemon insert~ I'll let you know when it starts and ends

Three weeks since your visit to Shinra's. For the first week you've been conflicted trying to determine what is real or not and how to deal with these motions. Everyday you looked troubled. You followed the same routine until your wounds healed enough to cover them up. You welcomed Shizuo and slept with him. Day in and day out like a regular routine. You are safe at work surrounded by your employees. You made sure to stay vigilant for extra precaution. Your mind however clouded your thoughts struggling to stay focus. You couldn't share what you've learned and if you did, you were afraid of the outcome of their advice. There was no shame in choosing your family above all else and love will come again, but it's another to come back and pretend like nothing happened bringing their hopes up. It wouldn't be okay to up and leave after discovering a horrible secret. If you ever did choose to do that, it would indeed be best never to return to stop his heartache. As a safety precaution, tell Tom about the situation beforehand if you lost your memory again.

Speaking of Tom, his adjustment to your relationship improved. He no longer cared about the situation between the two of you. He held trusts you both. He hated to admit it, but he low key roots for you guys. To his friend happy along side you and vise versa eased him that the two of you are a match. Shizuo did a much better job of caring for you so much he no longer worried as much anymore. Lately however, he has taken notice of your perturbed form. Whenever he asked you, you would tell him not to worry or that you didn't want to talk about it until you knew yourself. It irked him being unable to help you, yet gave you your space. When he couldn't get an answer from you he would turn to Shizuo ending just as lost as he is. No answer, just excuses. They couldn't very well force you. This wasn't a matter about something petty from the way you sound. It really bothered you to no end. Voice down and soft like you've been broken down, but there was always a line and that line is soon to be crossed if they both held no answer. They just hoped it wouldn't lead to drastic measures and you'd come to your senses.

Today stare in front of the mirror pouting as you inspect yourself. The cuts and bruises slowly fading away. Faint color, but you can still see them. Shizuo walks out of the bathroom, dressed and ready to go after tying his bow. He scoffs watching you check yourself out. You turn your body, head still facing the mirror as you look at the back of your arms. He see him approach from behind hovering over you to kiss your shoulder. You shudder. Your right arm lifted to continue his trail of chaste kisses. The caress of his kisses burning away the physical pain and instead envelope you in pleasure. The heat within you rises forming a Rosy color on your cheeks to his actions.

"Stop worrying. You're gorgeous just the way you are." He puts in between kisses. Once reaching your finger tips, he snakes his arms around barely grazing his hand over your once bruised belly. The warmth of his touch numbs your thoughts away. You let out an appreciative moan.

"I know. I just can't help it. It's a habit. When I dated I used to look at myself in the mirror and ask myself what's wrong with my figure. Why did my ex like her rather than me? They all gave the same excuse that because I was fat or too skinny or because he just didn't like my figure anymore." Shizuo growls. "Some were one night stands which I mistook for a relationship." You chuckle. ",Stupid I know but I was a teenager. Lesson learned." The blonde picks you up into his arms earning a yelp.