Heart Beats 💙 Choutarou Ootori

12 ✶ Commitment

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Knock, knock.

The sound echoed throughout your room, bringing you out of the manga world you had been engrossed in. Your eyes shifted to the door before a soft come in left your lips. Upon hearing the words, Choutarou hesitantly entered the room, afraid of what might reach him. He was worried that you might be upset or angry over what had happened last night and figured it'd be best to tread carefully until he figured out the situation.

Choutarou found you sitting on the cream-colored sofa, legs pulled up to your chest with a book resting on your knees. He couldn't tell which book you were reading, but it had a colorful cover.

"What's on your mind, Chou-chan?" you asked, eyes moving back to the printed page.

"W-Well..." he shifted nervously, rubbing his forearm and glancing around the room, anywhere but at you. "Can we talk, senpai?"

"'Bout what?" you blinked up at the male.

"A-About last night..." he muttered, rubbing the back of his leg with his sock-covered foot.

Your eyes narrowed, your grip on the book tightening. Was he upset over the kiss? It was his first, wasn't it, and you had taken it so unexpectedly. Taking a deep breath to calm yourself, you closed the book and looked over at him, eyes softening. "Sure, let's talk."

He moved to sit at the end of your bed, which was across from the couch you were sitting on. His brown eyes stayed trained on his hands as he played with his fingers. You could see the small bit of red that had painted the younger male's cheeks and you felt a small flutter in your chest. Why does he have to be so cute? "H-How do you feel... about last night?"

"It was nice," you murmured, eyes cast to the ceiling. You could still recall the tingling he had left behind after you parted, as well as the warm feeling that had stayed within your breast.

"R-Really?" he leaned forward, his brown orbs shining as his lips curled up into a smile.

You nodded, feeling relieved at his reaction, but still feeling guilty. Your gaze moved to the wood floor while you hand fidgeted with the black ribbon bookmark. "I uhh... I'm sorry about kissing you, Choutarou."

"Eh?" he blinked, confused at the apology. Did you regret it?

"I know it was your first kiss... and I took it without even asking. I took advantage of you because of my own desires. Sorry,"

Choutarou quickly shook his head, springing off the bed and onto the floor in front of you. "N-No! You didn't take advantage of me at all! To be honest, I... I was really happy," he grabbed your hands in his own, his cheeks flushing. "I'm glad that you kissed me and I... I'd like to be... more than just friends..."

"More?" you muttered, blinking down at the younger male. After what he said finally registered in your mind, the corners of your lips pulled up into a smirk. You removed your hands from his, grabbing his face and smacking your lips against his. He visibly tensed, shocked at the sudden action, but relaxed a moment later. He pushed back against you and you gave a sharp tug, bringing him down on top of you, lips molding together like hot metal.

When the need for air arose, you pulled apart, breathing heavy with flushed faces.

You couldn't stop the chuckle that passed your lips as you brushed his bangs to the side. "I would love to be your partner, Chou-chan."

He grinned, his arms wrapping around your neck as he nuzzled his face into your neck. With that small action, the two of you became a couple. You knew that you would give everything you had to Choutarou. He was, after all, the only guy that had ever caught your interest, and probably the only one that ever would. You were entirely committed to this boy and you didn't see that changing any time soon.

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