Here we go.
I knelt beside flirty guy and began to check his injuries, unwrapping the bandage around his chest and lower leg. "Who's you're friend, (y/n)?" He asked, looking over to Juuzou.
"That's officer Suzuya. He got a new prosthetic leg and wanted to try going up and down stairs."
"Picking favorites, are we?"
I furrowed my eyebrows slightly, looking into his eyes. "I'm very fond of Suzuya. You wouldn't happen to be jealous about that, would you?"
He gave me a lopsided smile and winked. "Oh princess, I would never!" He said rather loudly.
Juuzou's eyes shot over to us.
He looked at Juuzou and then back to me. I was now rewrapping chest. "Say, princess, why don't you and I get to know each other better after I'm all healed! I'm quite good with my feet, I could take you dancing!"
I looked up to meet his eyes again, a bit shocked at how forward he was being. "I'm afraid there aren't many dancing clubs around. You know, with the whole Tokyo-being-destroyed situation."
He gave me another smile and winked at me like he always did. "Well, I heard they're already rebuilding some of Tokyo. I suppose we'll just have to see, won't we?"
I tied off his bandages and stood up. "Yes. I suppose so." I said, looking at his meds to make sure he wasn't high before walking to Juuzou, who still had his eyes staring through flirty guy's soul.
"Juuzou, you ready to go back upstairs? Going up the stairs is harder than down, so I'll help you if you need, alright?"
Juuzou looked at me and then down to my lips, which made a blush creep onto my cheeks. "Alright (y/n)-chan. Whatever you say."
He was wearing his blank and unreadable face.
Is he angry? Why?
I simply took his hands in mine and walked up the stairs backwards, slowly leading him. He walked up the stairs slowly to humor me, but I knew damn well he could be on the fields jumping from building to building whenever he felt like it. At this point he was hardly human.
We reached my room and I closed the door as Juuzou walked to the bed, but didn't get onto it. "(Y/n)-chan, why was that man speaking to you that way? Are you two more than friends?"
"What? Of course not! He's just flirtatious, that's all."
"I see. Well you certainly weren't minding the attention, were you~"
I met his gaze. "I have to deal with him for a while anyway, I'd rather have as few enemies as possible." I stated.
"...Are you interested in him?"
"Juuzou, I already said I wasn't. Why won't you drop this? I talked to plenty of other men."
I was genuinely curious. I looked into Juuzou's eyes in search of an answer before I put the pieces together.
Oh.
"Juuzou~ are you jealous~"
He furrowed his eyebrows in genuine confusion. "I'm not sure. I don't think I've ever been jealous before. I just didn't like how he talked to you."
My eyes widened in shock and I lightly blushed for some reason. He was so honest in trying to express himself, like he wasn't sure what to feel. It was real damn cute. Had he ever loved anyone before?
Juuzou walked from the bed over to me and continued. "I don't want anyone to talk to you like that." He said, moving his body closer to mine, his eyebrows still slightly furrowed, but his eyes looking to my lips.
My blush darkened and I backed up as he continued to walk to me. I stopped and gasped when I suddenly hit the wall. He supported himself by putting one of his hands on the wall, resting by my head. "I want you to be mine and no one else's. Does that make me someone who's jealous?" Alright, now he knows what he's doing to me, the little shit.
His face was hardly inches from mine and I was finding it increasingly harder to breathe normally. I swallowed out of nervousness and brought one of my hands up to my face, moving some hair out of my eyes. Juuzou pinned my wrist to the wall and I moved my free hand up, gripping the collar of his shirt, exposing the slightest bit of his collar bone.
I parted my lips a bit and closed my eyes, preparing for the expected impact from Juuzou's mouth. Instead he laughed softly and brought his lips only millimeters away from mine. "You're so cute, (y/n)-chan." He whispered into my lips.
He pressed his mouth to mine and shoved his body onto me, making me gasp at the sudden impact. I opened my mouth immediately and Juuzou gladly took the opportunity to intertwine our tongues. My hand gripped onto his shirt tighter, pulling it towards me in a desperate attempt to get as much of him as possible.
He was bending down so he could reach me, but when we separated to catch our breathes he picked me up and slammed me into the wall once more, making me whimper. He cut me off by locking his lips with mine again. Both of my hands were now tangled into his hair, and the next time I wanted to moan I simply pulled on his dark locks instead. Juuzou let out a groan, and I immediately wanted this man to VIOLATE me. I took one of my hands from his scalp and put it into the waistband of his sweatpants, gripping it harder when he bit my lip. I moaned softly, hoping it had the same effect on him as he did on me.
Juuzou carried me from my previous place pressed to the wall over to my bed. I sat on it and smiled as he connected our lips once more before pushing me down and climbing on top of me. He attacked my neck with kisses and bites that made me whine and breathe even heavier than I already was. I placed my hand on his cheek and guided his mouth back to mine. I bit his lip and opened my eyes a bit to see him pull his eyes open too, looking at me as I pulled softly at his lower lip with my teeth, not breaking eye contact.
Once I released him, he smiled and licked my lips before kissing me deeply and putting his hand under my shirt. Before we could do anything else, however, he touched the wound I had in my side and I flinched at the pain, letting out a whimper and grabbing at the scrape that the ghoul had left me. Juuzou sat up a bit and lifted my shirt, to which I blushed and tried to stop him from doing.
He glared at me and lifted the fabric to only expose the bandage covering my wound. He touched around the wound and moved from on top of me to next to me, nuzzling his head into my neck. "How'd you get that thing anyway? I don't remember you having another wound on your stomach."
I sighed, a bit disappointed that we had to stop. "After you came back all injured, I needed to release some anger, so I went out and killed some ghouls. I had to fight an SS ranked one and he left me with this one and the scrape on my leg before I killed him."
Juuzou put his hand under my shirt and lightly trailed his fingers over the bandages before looking down to my stomach and hesitantly tracing my scar, which had been irritated by the other wounds, making it a dull red color once again. "It's not usually that noticeable." I said in a low tone, obviously referring to the surgery scar.
"I don't mind." He whispered.
I smiled and rotated to my side, hugging Juuzou's head to my chest. I knew that he meant a bit more than just the appearance of the scar. "Juuzou, did you mean what you said before? About wanting me to be yours?"
"Of course (y/n), you dummy. I thought I got that point across by kissing you." He mumbled into me.
I quietly laughed and kissed the top of his head.Authors note: y'all I wanted to make them hookup so bad but it was only like their third kiss so even tho they are thirsty AF for each other we gotta make them wait a little bit. Also am I the only one who always wants to write "each other" as "eachother" bc like I always thought it was one word for some reason and like idek.
ALSO JUUZOU STILL HAS A PENIS AND A SEX DRIVE LMFAO MOVING ON
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