Love and Hate ‒ ʰᶦᵗᵒˢʰᶦ ˢ.

fifteen

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YOUR EYES FLUTTERED OPEN THE NEXT DAY AND YOU SIGHED CONTENTEDLY AT YOUR SLEEP. Looking at the surroundings, that's when you realized that you were totally in big trouble. You have forgotten to come home that evening because of falling asleep in Hitoshi's bed and in his arms. "Fuck." You stood up and rushed out to the kitchen where the lavender haired male was making breakfast. "What time is it?!"

"Early enough for both our asses to get beaten up." He responded as he cooked some eggs. "But mom did say we need to eat breakfast first before going to your house." You groaned as you ran your hand over your face, puffing out air while you pouted. "By the way, you snore loudly..." He complained while you shot him a glare. "Like that's the only problem we're having today, Hitoshi!" The male chuckled as he shook his head, raising his arms to the side. "Alright, I'm sorry. I was just trying to lighten up the mood."

You gave him a sarcastic laugh as you opened your phone to 10 missed calls from your mother and 200 text messages in all caps. "She probably thinks we—uh, did it..." Hitoshi's lips slanted as he nods slowly. "Well, it's not like something did happen. We just slept."

"Yeah, together!" you retorted as you crossed your arms on your chest before putting them on the small kitchen counter, closing your eyes. "I'm so tired. We'll just explain to her that nothing happened and show proof...?" You weren't sure how to show proof that both of you were still virgins at this point. You heard the male gave a hearty chuckle as he placed a plate in front of you. "How are we going to show proof?" He raised his brow which made you laugh a little, shaking your head. "I don't even know!"

"Well, let's just get to your house and explain." Hitoshi smiled. "You can borrow my shirt if you'd like..."

"You know that'll just make things worse but I do need a shower so, I don't really mind."

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NAOMI WAS NOW PACING BACK AND FORTH IN YOUR LIVING ROOM. Eri was watching her walk around, the little girl's gaze never leaving the taller female. "Mom, I'm home..." your voice echoed through the living room as you entered the front door, Naomi finally stopping in her tracks. In one swift motion, your mother had pulled you to the center of the room, feeling your clothes and circling around you like a hound dog. "M-mom? What are you..."

Hitoshi walked in the living room too; surprised at your mother's actions. But once she noticed that he was also there, he also was now in the center of the living room—his violet eyes meeting with your black ones as both of you simultaneously look at Naomi with concern. "Mom, if you think it's about last night—no, nothing happened..." Hitoshi smiled as he tried to hold the female's shoulders. "No, no. That's not right..." Naomi placed herself in a thinking position, tapping her foot on the floor. "Hitoshi can you turn around for a second?" Hitoshi did as he was asked and turned around, his back facing towards the two of you. Naomi started taking your shirt off and you blushed under the gaze of your mother. "Mom, there—please! We didn't do anything!"