Scandal in the Spotlight

Moment of Truth

Fandom: Scandal in the Spotlight (Love 365)

Pairing: Kyohei x Reader

Summary: A phone call turns into something more

As soon as you heard the click of your front door closing behind you, you leaned back against it, closed your eyes, and sighed, wondering one more time how you could have left. The question had been heavy on your mind through the familiar cab ride home, to your journey up the building's stairs, to the taunting silence of your apartment. Still, it was over now and you had to find a way to shake it off.

You turned to lock the door before dropping your keys and coat on the steps behind your kitchen; your shoes were kicked off in the next moment. Making your way toward your bedroom, you considered taking a bath, but decided that might feel a bit too sensual on a night when your body was already pulsating with something you should ignore.

Against your wishes, the events of the day replayed in your mind. You had never expected your day off to be suddenly filled with Kyohei, nor had you expected the onslaught of raw emotion. You had done your best to keep your feelings restrained while helping Kyohei with his busy schedule, but there was no denying the love that had poured out of your eyes when you had smiled at him after the terrifying moment when you almost got mobbed by a group of rabid fans while walking out of the radio station; you had seen it mirrored on his relieved face.

Then there was dinner, peppered with the flirting, adoration, and yet  avoidance that seemed to define your relationship. The wine had flowed as freely as the conversation, and you had been left with a pleasant buzz when Nagito, Kota and the others retreated to their respective rooms. You had stayed a while longer, enjoying the company too much to hurry home, but choked on something you couldn't name when he invited you to spend the night. Of course, he had been clear that you could have the guest room, so it wasn't an invitation for that, but it was enough. You had stumbled over a sincere thank you and a weak excuse, before ducking out of the house.

Now, ready for bed and wearing nothing but a pair of panties, you crawled under the cool sheets and forced yourself to relax. It wasn't terribly late, but it had been a long day and the wine still warming your blood was a welcome calm. You had barely closed your eyes when a familiar ring tone sounded from your nightstand. A soft smile lit your face as you reached for your phone in the dark.

"Hi, Kyohei."

His response was barely a breath. "Hi." Hesitantly, he continued. "Look, I know you were just here, but I couldn't go to bed without thanking you one more time."

"Can't get enough of me, huh?"

"Never."

That was honest. You suppose the wine was still affecting him, too. Though, at this point, you couldn't tell if the heat in your own body was from the alcohol or his voice. "Well, thank you again for dinner."

"Anytime. Seriously, you're always welcome at the house...I wish you could have stayed tonight."

"I wish I could have stayed, too." The words escaped before you even acknowledged them, but his poorly hidden gasp brought warmth to your face.

"So why did you leave?"

Somehow, the safety of your bed and the softness of his question allowed you to respond more openly than you normally would. "It was a crazy day, for both of us. Dinner was amazing and almost enough to make me forget all the reasons I've asked you to wait." You drew a deep breath. "If I had stayed, I think I would have forgotten completely."

"You would have had the guest room, and I never would have gone up there."

You smiled into the phone. "I know, Kyohei. But you're not the only one who knows how to use the stairs."