LINGERING TOUCHES. omg i can't this series is WAAAAAAAAY too good 😍😍😍😍 it would be so awesome if there was a part 4! (but of course that's up to you how you wanna end the story) ❤️❤️❤️
Wow! I got so many request to continue this (like 6 asks for this!). I really didn’t think this series was that popular, but if you guys want it, I got it. (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 5) (Part 6)
That night, you sit in your shower with your knees drawn to your into your chest. Water pours from the faucet, pounding on your scalp. You press your forehead to your knees. Maybe the water will wash you away. Maybe the heat from the shower will cleanse the disgusting feeling in your chest. But it doesn’t. And you know it won’t. You sit in the shower with your knees to your chest. You look up with closed eyes and let the spray hit your face, mixing your tears with the water until you can’t tell the difference. And you realize … you don’t want to be alone. You want to be held. You want him.
Midoriya jumps when his phone rings. The device buzzes with life as he fumbles with the device. It’s your ringtone. He pauses as he watches your name blink on the screen. You were bawling against his chest, and he didn’t know why. You told him not to say the words that were weighing heaviest on his chest, and he still doesn’t know why. He answers you.
“(Name)-san, I just wanted to apologize,” Midoriya immediately says, “I forced my feelings on you. I … I wasn’t thinking about your feelings.”
“Ca-Can I come over,” you ask without answering his apology. You can’t. You might cry again if you do.
“Ah, s-sure? Are you alright?”
“I … I just … I don’t want to be alone, Izuku.”
You aren’t alone. Midoriya is holding you in his arms, but you want more. For some reason, you want more. Is loving him selfish of you? You can’t help to think as you look up into his deep green eyes. Midoriya’s eyes flicker to your lips. You don’t miss the small action. Closing the space between you, you kiss him. You aren’t sure why. You were the one who told him not to say it. Moving your mouth against his, you straddle his waist. Midoriya’s nervous hands come up to your hips, cautiously groping you. You breathe against his lips. Your hand come to cup his face and your thumb rubs gently circles over the freckles on his cheeks.
“Izuku, I’m so sorry,” you mutter as kiss him again, moving your body against his, “I’m sorry … I’m sorry.”
You are sliding your hands up his shirt as tears rise in your eyes. His tongue shyly pokes into your mouth. You invite him in. Why are you doing this to him? You love him. Why can’t you just be with him and only him?
When you see Bakugou at school the next day, he is looking at you like he knows. He doesn’t say anything to you, but you can feel his glare at the back of your head. You shouldn’t care. You were with your boyfriend. You are doing the right thing by not being with him. Bakugou scowls at the fact that he can’t call you out on it. Though it doesn’t stop him from standing outside of your front door, one day later, waiting for you to open it. You’d always open the door for him. He knows that … and you know it as well.
Bakugou leans down and claims your lips as soon as you open the door. You are surprised but don’t push him away like you know you should. Bakugou growls. He feels like he can taste that damn nerd on your lips. It disgusts him. You should just be his again, dammit. He kicks the door shut and grabs your hand, leading you to your bedroom. He tosses you on your bed.
“Ah, wait, I have to finish making the bath. Hold on.”
Your face is flush. You do have bathwater running .. but you also need to clear the fog that is gathering in your mind. You roll out from under him and walk into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you. Bakugou scoffs and flops down on your bed. His eye twitches when he hears your cellphone start to play.
Bakugou glares at your phone. That fucking ringtone. Deku’s fucking ringtone. You shouldn’t be with that damn nerd. You should be his. He is so much fucking better than that loser. He can love you better. Bakugou looks to the bathroom. Light is still peaking from the crack under the closed bathroom door.
He answers your phone.
“Call back later, Deku. She’s fucking busy.”
He hangs up and tosses your phone back on your bed as he waits for you to come back out.