Shh, It's a Secret~ | Sousuke X Reader

[2/4] The Princess in Shining Armour

The Princess…In Shining Armour

The dormitory was dead to the world, all having succumbed to sweet slumber - the absence of noise and busy figures was a remarkable sight. As the sun slept soundly beneath the horizon, darkness flooded the campus only to be lit by the sombre moonlight. 

  

*BEEP BEEP*

Your body tosses beneath the warm covers, extending your arm towards the object of your annoyance. As your [_dominant/hand_] fumbles with the task of turning off the alarm, your other wearily rubs the seduction of sleep out of your tired eyes. 

‘Finally, I can take a shower~’ the girl happily thinks to herself, she longed for the [_hot/cold_] water to cleanse her form. 

Your head peeks out from the corner, stealthily heading towards the communal showers; occasionally glancing behind you to make sure there wasn’t anybody around. 

It was four in the morning, who could possibly be up? 

Your hands efficiently wash your [_h/c_] hair and aching body. It was therapeutic; from the sounds of running water to the lack of male voices, in contrast to your hectic day. After wrapping a fluffy towel around your body, you reach for your undergarments.

‘Hmm? IT’S NOT HERE!?” a silent scream echoes in yourmind as you hurriedly dress in the set of clean pyjamas that you did bring. A cool night breeze rides up under the loose clothing and goose bumps form as it touches your skin. 

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A lump forms in the back of Sousuke’s throat meanwhile, blood was rushing to his nether regions. He abruptly swallows his saliva, finding himself using all of his strength to remove his eyes from the tops of the enticing fleshy mounds exposed above him. 

Feeling his hot breath on her skin, she quickly pulls away awfully aware of their proximity. The [_h/c_] haired girl turns her back to him, carefully slipping on her lingerie in the furthest corner of the room. The swimmer automatically sits up, facing the opposite side with closed eyes, giving her whatever privacy he could. 

“How do you know my name?” the dark haired male asks as he looks at the accessories of your disguise, in his half of the sparsely decorated room.

“It’s unusual for someone to transfer in their thirdyear – so your name roamed freely during conversations.”

“Anyways… Sousuke, if I’m correct you have a severe shoulder injury right?” you continue as fingers brush through your hair, and a sly smile on your lips.

“...” 

“Silence is still an answer. We both have our reasons for keeping secrets, so let me propose a mutual agreement.” 

The archery captain had quite the observational skills, she was an athlete herself although her experience with tending to wounds and injuries at home did make her even more insightful – his injury wasn’t too farfetched to those she experienced herself.