Toritsuka Reita X Reader

The splinter of light between where the shoji door didn't meet gave you a lot of insight, while you weren't trying to be a perv the conversations from the room were becoming more than interesting. Your ear pressed softly against the thin door as they muttered without a clue;

'Kusuo! Help me move my magazines!' Toritsuka whined,

There was soft silence until, 'No one wants to touch your porno magaizines they've probably been used.'

You heard Toritsuka's whine, one he always did when something didn't go his way; he used it especially when you didn't allow him to carry your things or walk you home.

'I don't want her to think of me as a creep.' you pouted your lip. It was cute but you liked his ways except of course the whole knowing the color of your underpants was not your thing but he wasn't a creep he'd wouldn't even touch your hand without asking.

'She already knows your a perv, I don't understand why she's even friends with you in the first place. You probably have five pairs of her panties stashed here too.'

You creeped slightly back towards the guest room you were kindly given to use before you let your footsteps be heard as you walked back, your fingers curled around the door pulling it softly back so you were able to move through it with ease. Your fingers played with the hem of the kimono, a soft smile as you watched the chaos. Kusuo and Nendou both sitting upon their futons, Toritsuka was on his tiptoes shoving his magazines into his closet before slamming the shoji door behind him staring with a face brighter than anything yet still saddened probably by the earlier comments. .

'Hey what are you guys up to?' you questioned softly,

You sat upon Toritsuka's futon, your head turned slightly as you patted the spot beside you for him to sit in as he slowly moved towards.

'Just talking about classmates.'

'Oh like crushes?' You smirked to Kusou's disapproval,

Toritsuka's outer leg pressed against your own, your head softly found itself pressed gently against the boy's shoulder. Your hand softly moved towards him, your fingers wrapped around the beads on his right wrist; it was obvious he was nervous as he had tensed up before you rubbed his lower hand to bring him back to cool down. His fingers pulled back to your hand drawing imaginary circles upon your skin.

'No not like that.' Kusou grumbled, his eyes focused upon the shoji game between him and Nendou,

Your eyes flickered to Toritsuka, he usually liked having you by his side, yet the comments must have knocked his confidence by now. You hands softly moved up, fingers crawled upon his skin till your fingers slid between his holding his hand tightly yet even that didn't make him come out of his glump. You took ur head off his shoulder and stood up, you stayed up for a moment before sitting back down. Yet you weren't sitting in your spot anymore, your body was cuddled by his as you sat in his lap; his arms nervously shaking, hands flexing as he went back and forth trying to hold you or not.

His right hand rough itself around your waist, the other was softly pressed against the back of your head. You turned your head hearing the boys chuckle as your lips parted in horror and a little shock but you couldn't help the little giggle.

Blood began to seep from his hand, covering his bloody nose, cheeks burning bright which made you smile. His head rolled back slightly as he pinched the bridge of his nose as it began to stop pouring. You began to pull away to give him some space yet his hand wrapped around you and pulled you to keep you back in his lap. He whipped his face with a tissue and disappeared later to wash his hands and came back during Nendou's apparent "horror" story which actually was more funny than anything else.

You laid upon your side your body covered by the blanket on top of Toritsuka's futon as he stumbled back in. You smiled and laid on your stomach staring up at him, you patted the spot beside you before facing Koruso and Nendou across from you. It was like he had a boost of confidence, his arm wrapped around you tight and even though you could feel his nervous shaking, the thudding sound of his heart and the soft sound of his breath as he took sharp breaths in and out made you smile.

You listened to Nendou's scream from Koruso's joke, You rolled over and turned towards him, your hand placed softly against his cheek with a soft smile, 'I heard your earlier conversation, about the magazines and all.' you watched his eyes dart away and his face turn sour like he felt internally frustrated at himself. 'It's a part of being who you are and I don't want you to not be yourself around me- except for the underpant part don't steal them.'

His face red as you pulled him towards your chest, you dragged him over, he laid upon your chest, your back pressed into the mattress, arms wrapped around him softly as your focus ran back and forth from him and the stories, you watched his sleeping face as if he was on cloud nine it made you smile, you pulled his headband off and fixed the strands of his purple hair combing them with your fingers to frame the sides of his face, seeing Kusuo seem almost happy made you smile as you held Toritsuka closer.ย 

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