Helloooo! Yes, this is a continuation of the Shinsou fluff I did right when I started writing this book! I hope no one hates that I like doing continuations, but at least you don't have to have read the first one to understand this one.
Basically what you need to know is that Shinsou spent the night in the protagonist's room watching movies after she embarrassed herself. This is the next morning ;)
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The light shone through his lilac hair and made it light up. He looked, for the first time since you'd met him, content. Not on the edge, but happy. It was a pleasing thought to know that he could be this way around you, so loose and unabashed, even if he was sleeping and it didn't count.
Your head rested on his arm, and it made it difficult for you to be able to get up without making noise or waking him. You really needed to go to the bathroom, yet you didn't want to leave his embrace, as if he would never let you back in. It seemed like something that was rare, for him to let someone love him.
He stirred for a moment, then opened his eyes slowly. He looked down at you, seeming pretty confused. He had probably forgotten what happened last night. He smiled warmly, washing his sense of confusion away. "Hello," he said in his deep voice. You smiled back and sat up, looking down at him now.
"How did you sleep?" You asked. He pretended to think for a second, putting his hand over his mouth and furrowing his brows.
"Well let's see here. It was the best sleep I've gotten in a while. But on the other hand, I now have to do the walk of shame through the common area and back to my dorm," he pondered. You giggled and brushed a stray hair off of your cheek.
"You don't have to go yet, Shinsou. The walk of shame can wait until later," you flirted. He barely grinned, then sat up so he was towering over you once again.
"I think it's appropriate for you to call me Hitoshi, Y/N," he said, a tinge of humor in his voice.
"Well, Hitoshi, we have all day. That is, unless you have better things to do," you said.
"No, this is good," he said, almost too quickly. You saw him cringe inwardly, but his unamused mask still rested on his face. You nodded, then stood up, rummaging through your drawers.
"I'm going to take a shower. Do you wanna take one as well?" You asked innocently. You saw his cheeks go red almost immediately, and you realized how what you said could be taken differently. "Oh god, sorry. I didn't mean it that way," you mumbled. He waved his hand slightly, as if to say 'no big deal.'
"I know what you mean. Go take your shower... alone," he said, whispering the last word so quietly that you almost missed it. You smirked and went into the bathroom, leaving it unlocked. If he got an idea, he could take some action. That is, if his confidence allowed him.
You stripped off all your clothes and walked into the shower, taking your time to wash every part of yourself. Sure, you had showered last night. But you really felt like a hot shower right now. You wanted to give him time to consider his possibilities. The minutes went on, and you still didn't hear him enter.
You washed out your hair diligently, deciding if he wasn't going to join you, then you might as well make good use of your time.
You bent over, your hair hanging over your head so you made sure to get the underneath parts of your hair. You didn't hear the door click open, or the small knock on the shower door, but you did hear the voice from behind the door. "Y/N, I thought you might want some company," he said suddenly. It made you jump out of your skin, even though you expected him to join. You stood up and turned around to open the door.
It was at that point that the realization that you were completely naked in front of a boy for the first time in your life came crashing down on you. Your hands flew to your breasts to hide them from his eyes, even though he probably already saw them. You had no idea where your sudden burst of confidence came from earlier, because your shy personality came back at that moment.
Hitoshi's face was bright red, as though he wasn't quite sure of this himself. He no longer had his shirt on, but still had his jeans from last night on. His body was surprisingly pure, as he had few scars and clear skin.
"Are you gonna let me be the only naked person in this room?" You tried.
"You're going to be the best looking naked person in the room if I take these off," he said, gesturing to his pants.
"Need some help?" You asked, not expecting an answer. You quickly pulled him towards you by pulling on his jeans, kissing his lips passionately. You unbuttoned and took off his jeans and underwear. You backed off, admiring his lean and muscular body. His hair looked almost out of place with his thin body, yet it was your favorite part of him. You were worried to get it wet, as if it would dissolve under the water along with him. Before you could think it out fully, he stepped in right next to you and closed the door behind him. The shower was roomy, yet he chose to stand right in front of you.
The water hit his hair delicately at first, but in seconds it was drenched, sticking to his neck and forehead. You were wrong, it made him look even better this way. He looked like some sort of mermaid or fictional character. You both stood there in comfortable silence, looking each other's bodies up and down. You were both too mesmerized by each other to dare to touch the other.
He looked into your eyes, a gentle expression on his face. "Are you nervous?" You whispered, gliding your hand down his face.
