got me crazy for love (TKO X Reader)

school. First day

Tko stands nervously in front of his mirror trying not to puke.

He's never been so nervous in his life. Not even in Kos body.

"C'mon you got this. You spent a whole summer together. Kos going to colledge so this is your year to flex. . . MOM! IM NOT GOING! ILL LOOK LIKE A FOOL IN THIS!" He tries not to hyper ventilate at his cleaned up appearance.

"My baby boys not going to go to the first day looking like a raggemuffen. Besides, don't you want to impress that otter girl?" His mom says adjusting his tie. He blushes darkly and makes a cave man face.

"Mom, please. Just get rid of the tie at least. I'm not ko. It's not my style. She's going to think I'm a poser." His mother sighs deeply before taking the tie off and putting it in the chest pocket.

"There still nice but relaxed. Does it satisfy my grouchy boy?" He grunts much more satisfied. At least now he doesn't feel like he's going to sufficate. He bends down to receive a head kiss and hugs. Yeah he's still a Mama's boy so what.

"You better get going. And don't forget your glasses. You always have trouble reading without them." She says handing him a case which he takes with a grumble.

Heading out the door he just hopes he doesn't look like a dork.

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Oh he is so BONED.

You... Fuck.

You look amazing.

Wearing a purple gogo mini dress and matching white gogo boots like that could kill a man.

He should know he feels like he's suffocating all over again.

Your short hair is neatly combed and teased being held back by a cute skull headband. On your neck is the purple ribbon with a bell on it he gave you as a joke. Lovely white gloves grace your paws.

If he wasn't so fucking scared and nervous he'd pop a boner right then and there.

You spot him and grin sticking out your tongue.

Since fucking when did you get a peircing?!

That's it he's clearly dying and your the devil dragging him to hell. He only asks that you be gentle.

And by gentle he means completely and utterly destroy him.

"Tko! You look great! Trying to impress somebody?" You say once he managed to convince his legs to walk to his inevitable doom. Lavender lips teasing and he can't help but stare like a moron.

"A-as if! My mom wouldn't shut up so I wore it." He Huff's pretending his face is red out of indignation. He's so full of shit. The proof is in how much redder his cheeks get when you giggle.

"Momma's boy." You tease lightly. No malice in your eyes just sweet humor and admiration.

Please don't ever look away he begs in his head.

You get closer and he can smell that sweet dandelion jelly scent you always seem to have. He wants to drown in it. Fucking Jesus Christ you sniffed him.

"You smell nice. You ssuuuurrre your not trying to impress anyone?" Your grin is coy and he sweats nervously.

Of course he's trying to impress someone.

It's you.

Your always in his head. Your scent drives him batshit crazy. Your coy smile alone makes him red in the face. He wants to rut you into next week. He wants to KILL anyone who dares come near you.

He...... May have a problem.

It's fine though. As long as you look at him like that he can control it.

Just keep your eyes on him.

The bell rings and you jump closer to him as if startled. Yes! Please. Closer. He's begging you. Touch him. Press against him. Just do it and he'll give you everything. ANYTHING. You name it.

You don't do it.

And it hurts him SO much.

"That's the bell! I hope we have classes together! If not I'll see you in antihero club. Maybe I'll switch some classes."

He hopes so. It'll be a proper excuse to visit and see you.

You run off to class leaving him behind and he raises his hand as if to grab you but stops and clenches it into a fist.

It'll be ok. It just takes time. You'll be his by homecoming. He's sure of it. He heads off to the bathroom to take care of his tight pants.

He can be patient for you.

He just has to make sure no one comes close too you.