"Todorokiiiii," you cooed while knocking on his door. You had stopped by to see if he would spend time with you.
"Shoto, are you in there?"
There was no response. Hm. Maybe he's sleeping.
You turned the doorknob, realizing it was unlocked. What if I just let myself in? He is my boyfriend after all.
"Shoto?" you whispered. The lights were off, so you turned them on. He was nowhere to be seen. You closed the door behind you, inspecting the room. His bag was gone, so he was probably either studying or visiting his mother.
You felt a little guilty for intruding, but then recalled the time that he told you that you could come to his room whenever you wanted. This wasn't that weird considering he told you that.
You looked around his room, which was perfectly clean. You picked up pictures of his family, most of them with his father absent. You hadn't gotten the chance to meet anyone from his family but his sister so far. You never really asked to, as you knew it was a sensitive subject for him.
You set the picture back down, and sat down on his bed. You had spent a lot of time on this piece of furniture.
You laid down on your back, suddenly missing Shoto much more than usual. Ugh, when is he coming back? Maybe I'll just wait and surprise him.
You rolled onto your stomach, pulling a book off his nightstand. You opened it up and started reading just to pass the time.
You weren't sure how much time had passed, but it was already 9:30 at night and he hadn't returned. You started to worry, but just as you were about to text him, the door opened and Shoto entered the room.
"Hi!" you beamed, pretending to read the book. You lay on your stomach still, facing away from him.
"Hi...What are you doing?"
"You're not even gonna ask me how my day went?" you whined. He set down his bag and took off his coat.
"How was your day?"
"Great. After school Mina and I hung out for a while, and then Yaomomo helped me with the homework. How about you?"
"Good. What are you doing?"
"Oh, I wanted to see you, but you weren't here when I came. What have you been up to?"
"Visiting my mother."
"That's nice!" You looked back at him, and realized he was staring at you, a serious look on his face.
"Are you okay?" you asked.
"I'm fine," he said softly. He was never one to give you lengthy answers. He only really talked when it counted, which didn't bother you too much. "But why are you laying on my bed like that?"
"Oh, I just wanted to read this book. It's really fascinating. What chapter did you get to? I'm only on chapter 6, and I think it's a good read."
He didn't respond. You knew why. Your outfit wasn't exactly what a girl with good intentions would wear.
"What are you looking at?"
"Y/N, half of your ass is out."
"Oh? It is? I didn't know that." Obviously you did. "Oh well. It's not like there's anyone looking but you."
"But...why?"
"Why not?" He continued to stare at you. You gave him a sweet smile, saying, "You can join me on the bed if you want."
He accepted your proposal, laying down on his side next to you. He didn't hesitate to start running his hands over you. "Is it okay if I touch you?"
