I Feel Better With You Around

26.

Oh, hello. I'm alive, yes, and this is a HUGE announcement! Well, this isn't. The actual announcement will be at the end of the chapter! :D

Mirio slid his phone into his pocket, "I called Nejire and Tamiki over. I'm sure they'd like to get to know you better... Nejire has already seemed to like you," he paused mid sentence, "apparently." He finished and started cleaning up dishes. He and (Y/N) had fixed themselves two bowls of cereal and talked through the whole morning. It was relaxing, though Jordan still hadn't replied to her text.

(Y/N) admired Mirio's muscles as he started washing the cups they had used. She sighed, only being able to gaze at him lovingly. "So," Mirio smirked, "since we'll be going out tonight, where would you like to have dinner?" (Y/N)'s eyes widened, "You convinced her!?" She was fuming. How come Jordan answered Mirio, but not her!? "I managed to pull a few strings," Mirio chuckled and dried his hands, "She wasn't in the best of moods when I called. There was a lot of crying in the background." He scratched his chin, a small stubble forming, "I think she really wanted us to stay inside today, but she knew you really wanted to go." While he was talking, (Y/N) got up, walked over to him and placed her hands firmly against his chest.

"I-..." Mirio fell silent. "Oh," was all he said before leaning down and connecting lips with (Y/N). She wrapped her arms around his neck while his snaked around her waist and he firmly planted his hands on her butt, giving it a playful squeeze. She pulled away and lightly smacked him on his chest. Mirio laughed at seeing the light blush on (Y/N)'s face and the feeling of her squirm in his arms. He dipped down and continued to kiss her roughly. He pinned her against the counter and kissed her hungrily. (Y/N) felt him swipe his tounge over her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She teased him and denied it. She then felt his hands slide down to their original spot and squeezed her bottom again, making her gasp and allowing him the opportunity to explore her cavern.

(Y/N) let out a shaky moan and Mirio had a devilish smirk on his face. This was going to be his way of getting back at her, even though she didn't do anything. He just wanted to be villainous after the dream he had the night before. The feeling of her under him was exhilarating and even more real. (Y/N) pushed her hips against his, making him chuckle as he pulled away from her.

(Y/N) felt herself become extremely hot and bothered, "What was that for?" She asked, her face as red as a cherry. "I don't know," Mirio shrugged, "I felt like it." (Y/N) was so close to a point where she was about to throw herself at him. She walked back over to him but before she could pull him into another heated kiss the door bell rang. Mirio wiggled his eyebrows, a sly red blush plastered to his face. (Y/N) bit her lip and gave him and irritated look in return. "Me. You. Bedroom. Tonight after dinner," was all she said before huffing over to the door as it rang impatiently again.

'OH MY GOD, THAT WORKED!!!' Mirio put on the goofiest grin and followed (Y/N) to the door. The doorbell rang again. "We're coming!" (Y/N) yelled. She swung open the door to see Nejire dressed in long blue jeans that hugged her legs, a long turquoise, sleeveless shirt that (Y/N) suspected was a dress, and a neatly woven sun hat that had a floral print ribbon wrapped around it. She squealed, "LADY (Y/N)!! It's so nice to see you! You finally have conquered the man candy, eh?" She gripped herself on to (Y/N)'s arm. Mirio raised a suspicious eyebrow but he quickly smirked when he saw Tamaki make his way up the steps. Nejire saw him and followed his gaze. Tamaki looked up with an utterly fearful expression then quickly shot back down the steps, shaking the whole way. "Amajiki-kun!" Nejire cried, letting go of (Y/N). Nejire quickly ran down the steps and latched on to Tamaki's hand.

"Please, I have the bravery of a chicken nugget, please don't make me do this..." He mumbled to her, the look of absolute terror still adorned on his face.