Respect (Sakusa x Reader) - DICONTINUED

What are we?

It was morning, the bright rays of light reminded you of the day you awoke with stamps of kisses and bruised wrists from the beating you took the previous night. You also remember how cold you felt the only one left in the room, not even when you left the room was the any sign of Sakusa he had simply vanished.

The difference from then and now was the first thing you felt was two weights wrapped around your torso like anchors to a ship, or how otters hold each other so they don't float away. It feels like that or the light hot breath tickling your nape with a half sleeping man swallowing the left side of your body with his.

Last night feels like a far away dream as you slowly reel from it returning back to reality, you had just slept with the very same man that had caused you all these problems in the beginning. The idea to do the same to him did pass but what was the point of it now, more than aware of his feelings for you and how you completely disregarded your pride yesterday to feel that very same love only speaks for your own. You had tasted each other and now as each others addictions and object of affections you can't tear these hands from you.

But it's not as easy to completely forget two years of pain and heart ache especially that whole kissing phiasco, Sakusa does still have a lot to talk about when he wakes up. Sakusa is not out of the dog house so quickly he may have gotten what he desired for after a long time but it won't just take a lecture to get an actual apology from him but time.

That is something you both have now.

"Morning."

Fuck.

His voice sends you into a flustered mess, you always knew morning voices were sexy as fuck but with Sakusa's it sounded gruff and hoarse probable from all that grunting and moaning from last night.

"Did I wake you?" He asks.

"You stayed." Mumbling you turn around facing him as he pushes himself a little off you to allow this. He too wears last nights trophies but with such glory and with the ray of sunshine eclipsing him made him look ethereal. 

"Yeah, I did." He moves your hair behind your ear only so he can stroke your cheek as a soft smile curves his lips.

"We need to talk." Even though those words never mean good he knew somewhere deep inside you both would make it out alright.

Sitting on the white bar stool sipping the bitterness of the coffee lazily in one of Sakusa's shirts that even though drowns you like some baggy dress you couldn't help but catch his lustful gaze still lingering from last night.

"I think I know where this is going to go, so let me speak first." Sakusa sits before you on the other bar stool taking your hands in his.

"I should've said this from the start but I'm in love with you Y/n and I know last night can never cover up for my past mistakes but will you let me from now on stand by your side. I'm sorry for all things I have said to you, I never meant to hurt you all I wanted was your attention but in doing so I caused a wedge between us." Taking his hands in yours as his loosens with every word he tells pulling them close to your lips as you kiss them.

"You're right it will take a lot more than just one night to heal two years of pain but I'm willing to let you stand beside me and on that note why the fuck were you kissing that slut back in middle school." Sakusa winces but all the same remaining eye contact after you said yes to his proposal.

Wait, was that a proposal?!

"She kissed me, that infested cakey ass germ latched onto me like some parasite, I was waiting for you actually she just had to ruin everything. I'm sorry for everything, if only I could control myself none of this would have happened." Furrowing your brows lost on his reasoning, tilting your head in confusion.

"Huh, what are you even going on about?"

"If I only kept it in my pants that day, I would have never panicked about it or left you high and dry. Please forgive for that." A little confused until slowly the words fall into place and you break free laughing hysterically.

"Oh my, oh my indeed. This is funny, you lost to your hormones." He scowls unamused that you find his whole ordeal with his raging hormones absolutely hilarious.

Taking you by the hand he removes you from the seat easily before throwing you to the harsh landing of the sofa. Not even computing what happened he lunges in for an open attack landing heavily onto your stomach immediately sneaking his arms around you hooking you into place.

"Does that mean we're together now?" Oh the audacity of this bitch as you realize what the statement entails.

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There I now commemorate us now dating