Ayato x Male Reader

Ayato Sakamaki x Male Reader

(AN: wow i am so good at titles jk. here's the usual: lemon warning)

     "Hey shorty, you're here early" you heard a familiar voice say as you walked into the classroom. You glared in the direction you heard the voice come from. The one and only Ayato Sakamaki teasing you again.

     "Leave me alone," you replied with an irritated voice as you sat in the desk next to him. You were a second year highschool student, and from the very first year you were always placed in an assigned seating arrangement next to Ayato for any classes you had with him. He didn't really bother you the first few months, and you as usual ignored the people around you, not bothering to make friends like the others. You didn't really need friends and you were content on doing your own thing. After joining the basketball team, you're teammates began socializing with you, including Ayato. "And will you stop calling me shorty, I have a name you know. And it's (Y/N)," you said as you took a books out of your bag for the class.
     "Yours truly will call you by whatever he wishes too," he replied in his mocking tone you hated. Deciding not to reply you took out your reading glasses and began to read the book you took out.
     Ayato had been bothering you for a few months nonstop now. It really got on your nerves whenever he'd tease you and joke around with you, even though you were almost friends. As close as a friend got for you anyways. You hated to admit it, but you really admired Ayato's basketball skills. He was by far the best on the team. You couldn't help but feel a bit envious either.

     School ending, as you're packing your bag and getting ready to leave, Ayato taps your shoulder. "Hey shorty, a math test is coming up soon want to study together?" he asked. It wasn't like he needed help studying either, or not very often. And you never needed help. But it was his way of getting to hang out with you, which you didn't mind to do that often.
     "My house again?" you asked. Whenever you asked if it would be at his place, Ayato usually gave an excuse and asked if it could take place at your house.
     "...How about my house today?" Ayato offered. You raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off. You always wondered what kind of house he lived in anyways.
     "Sure," you nodded, following Ayato's lead out of the school. The limousine you always saw at the end of the day was there. Ayato walked up to it and opened the door for you. You entered, sitting on by the window. Ayato entered shortly after you.
     So this was his ride all along, you thought to yourself. You couldn't help but be a little surprised. He always left the school after you so you never knew this was his limousine.
     "Are we going?" you asked after a few minutes and Ayato sighed.
     "I'd offer us to walk there instead, but it's too far. We have to wait for my brothers to get in here," he replied. You only knew one of his many siblings, Kanato, who was also in many of your classes. Kanato always came off as a bit off. Not that Ayato wasn't either, but Kanato was always talking and playing with that stuffed bear by himself.
     A bit later everyone assembled into the limousine and it began to drive off. You noticed you got some strange looks from some of them, even Kanato. "Who's the cute girl Ayato?~" one of them wearing a hat with a red ribbon on it asked. A menacing aura radiated off of you are you slightly glared at the man. "Ahahah she's glaring at me. How scary~" he continued to piss you off.
     "He's a male," another one said as he pushed his glasses up. "I'm sorry for my little brothers rudeness. We are glad to have a guest," he began, introducing each person in the limo. As he finished, the limo came to a stop in front of a huge mansion. Exiting the limo, Ayato showed you to his room. 
     "Welcome to my lair," he spread out his arms as you entered the room. The first thing you noticed was an Iron Maiden laying on the floor.
     "What's this doing here?" you pointed at the currently closed Iron Maiden.
     "I'll show you," Ayato motioned you towards it. Grabbing your wrist he began to open the Iron Maiden.
     "What are you doing?!" slight panic arose in your voice as he pushed you into it. You closed your eyes, expecting to be impaled to feel a flat surface underneath. Opening your eyes you saw a pillow inside and Ayato laughing at your reaction. "That's not funny," you said blushing slightly at how ridiculous you must have seemed being tricked like this. You got up out of the bed. Looking at the room it was surprisingly tidy and spacious, unlike your smaller and messier room. You went over and sat down on one of the couches, setting your bag next to you as you began to take out your notes. Ayato sat on the other side of you.
     "You should have seen your face shorty," Ayato said, still chuckling. You frowned.
     "Let's do our homework and compare notes already," you said, trying your best not to get upset with him anymore than you already were. Ayato sighed and took out his notes. As you began reading your notes, you could feel Ayato eyes staring at you making you feel a bit uneasy. "What is it?" you stopped reading your notes to look up at him. He smiled.
     "Hey, shorty. Can I ask you something?"
     "You already know you can ask me anything. If I got something wrong please do tell me", you replied and he shook his head.
     "Your notes are perfect as usual. I mean something not about this boring crap."
     "What is it?"
     "You consider me a friend, right?" Ayato asked. It was the first time he's ever asked you that, and you always assumed he already thought you thought of him as a friend.
     "Somewhat. Why?"
     "What would you do if I told you I wasn't human?"
     You gave him a weird look at first, searching his eyes to see if this was some sort of joke he was playing on you again. Deciding to get some revenge for earlier you replied in your usual serious tone, "I'd probably never hang out with you again or run away in horror."
     "No way," Ayato said, sighing in disappointment. You shook your head.
     "Just kidding."
     "Why you-" Ayato grabbed your head and started messing up your hair.
     "Hey stop that. You already know that I wouldn't care," you complained.
     Ayato's eyes seemed to brighten at that. "Is that so... I'm hungry."
     "I can make us something," you offered and Ayato nodded his head. He always loved to make you make him food.