Hey baby! (Ayato x Reader)

Question

Highschool AU

Its been a few days since you and Ayato have begun working on  your school project. In the beginning, there were lots of arguments, very many complaints to why the teacher would pull such a lame method for pairing, but then the heat of it all, "Who's house are we going to work on the project at?" 

Here you were, pencils scratching at paper and a tense silence between you and Ayato as you both study on the floor of his bedroom.  You broke the ice, "Whats the model looking like on the project?" Your eyes remained on your paper as you continued drafting details for your project. He shuffled closer to you and pushed his notebook in-front of your face. It was a scribbled and poorly drawn model of your guys' project. A small smile crept on you lips at how much though was evident on the paper but yet the outcome was still rather poor. You handed him back his book and locked eyes with his deep violent ones. They were intense and seemed to be staring at you before you turned your attention to him. 

His lips were slightly parted and he was taking deep inhales. He moved closer too you and grabbed a piece of your hair pulling it to his nose and taking a light inhale. "What I thought, strawberries." He pulled back and turned taking his notebook and paying all his attention back to the project after letting go of your hair. Your face felt on fire as you watched him continue to plan out his thoughts on the notebook. 'Strawberries?' You thought as you turned your face back to your paper. You pulled a small piece of your hair to your nose and inhaled lightly. He could smell your shampoo? You let go of your hair and shook your head lightly going back to writing on the sheet. 

"Ayato." You placed your forehead on the cold table. Your mind blank as the only thing you could tune into was the endless scratching of lead onto the sheets of paper made into the notebook. "Ayato.." This time you dragged out the 'o' in his name, shifting your head to the side to situate him into your view. "Ayato." He still had yet to respond to the calls from your lips. Him ignoring your calls began to ride on your nerves. "Ayato," you practically growled his name and tugged at his sleeve. He signed and rolled his eyes turning his attention to you. "What the hell do you want? You're supposed to be working." Your head snapped up from the table as you snapped back, "I have been working! We have been working for three hours and now i'm getting hungry and as your gue-" You were abruptly cut off when you felt something warm and soft press against your lips. Your the color red seeping onto your face coloring you a bright red and your brows are high and eyes are wide. Ayatos lips pushed against yours only for a moment until he pulled away and stood up walking to the door. "You wouldn't shut up. I'm gonna make ramen i'll let you know when its ready." He walked out of his room, door clicking at the contact. 

You sat there wide eyed, mouth agape as you bring your fingertips to brush against your lips after the sudden action. Did he just kiss you? Your face burning almost as bright as the sun and your ears tickled as you threw your hands up to cover your face as you squealed. You laid your head to the floor with your hands still to your face as you hit your forehead against his floor. Embarrassment hit you like a wave and was just holding you under until you heard footsteps heading towards the bedroom from the hallway. Regaining your posture you go back to your original position and scribble whatever looks like work onto your project work. The door opens and reveals Ayato with two steamy bowls of ramen. Almost as steamy as your face a few moments ago. He sets the bowl in-front of you without a word and sits beside you to begin eating. 

No words are shared, only the sound of moving liquid, blowing and the faint slurping of the soft noodles. You felt tense as you finished the last of your ramen, picking up the bowl and drinking the warm broth of the ramen. Setting down your bowl you grab your phone and look at the time. The screen flashes white numbers that read '9:30 PM.' You grip your phone as you begin to pack away your things, catching Ayatos attention. Grabbing the notebook you avoid looking at his face and say, "I've got to go, we got alot done thank you." You pull the notebook to your chest and walk out of his bedroom door, heels thudding against the wood floor that guided you to his front door. You slip on your shoes and make your way out the door turning around while closing the door you see Ayato looking at you from the front of his hallway leading to the front door with an unreadable expression. You slightly bow and close the door all the way. 

     Filling your lungs with air you then sigh as you make way to your house. "What now?" You mutter to yourself as you look down at your feet walking home. The memories wash over you as your face begins to burn up and your heart begins to beat faster. "Why would he do that?" You mutter again bringing your hand over your lips for the second time. Your head looks up to the painted sunset sky that stretched over the city and lead to the comforts of you own home. Once you arrive at your door step you walk in greeting your parents and quickly heading right off to bedroom to sleep. Entering your room you dropped everything with a thud and headed to your bed, collapsing against the comforter and began to doze off. "Why?" You mumbled and then submitted to your sleep.