𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 - 𝙷. 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚞 𝚡 𝙾𝙲

Chapter Eleven

When Shinsou's kind, violet eyes studied hers she knew she was far too invested in him to give up. It was his response that really solidified that though, "Why don't you let me decide what I need, hmm? What about if we just stayed......how did you put it?" He tapped his finger on his chin playfully for a moment and Kazumi rolled her eyes with a small smile, "The best kind of friends?"

Her cheeks dusted with a rosy shade of pink but she was definitely pleased with what he's suggesting, though she couldn't help but feel guilty that it's not fair to him. "Hitoshi, I don't want you to feel like I'm taking advantage of you."

Shinsou leaned close and kissed Kazumi's cheek, "It's not taking advantage if I'm of sound mind and offering, Zu." He tucked a stray hair behind her ear before he continued, "We can still be friends, just...the best type. No pressure, no strings, just friends who sometimes umm...help each other out. If what I'm offering is what you want, then be selfish for once."

She sighed as she let her eyes fall down to Shinsou's lips, which she craved to taste right now. Maybe he's right, maybe she should stop listening to her brain for once and just do something she wants without overthinking it.

"Okay," Kazumi said quietly as she continued admiring Shinsou's lips rather than meet his gaze. She watched as a smirk pulled up his cheek, "Okay as in it's what you want?"

Kazumi nodded, "Yeah. I still think it's stupid though." With a slight smile, she tilted her chin up and kissed the lips she'd been appreciating. Shinsou happily hummed as he felt her embrace and cupped her cheeks as he deepened their kiss. Relief flooded through him as the notion of her leaving his life had been taken off the table and just from thinking of that again, his kisses became much needier.

Their bodies naturally melded together and as Shinsou's hands travelled down the outline of her breasts and reached her hips. He gripped them and lifted her to sit on top of the counter, the sudden movement making her squeal. "Warn me next time," she mumbled into his lips.

He smiled against their kiss and his deep voice tickled her mouth as he responded, "Where's the fun in that?"

When Kazumi's hold on his lavender locks escalated from gently tugging at the ends to her fingers embedded into his roots, Shinsou began caressing her thighs. Kazumi's knees unconsciously parted and his hand slowly ambled closer to her core. As he pressed against the sensitive clothed area, she let out the quietest moan and released his hair from her grip. Shinsou couldn't help but continue to tease her, the sounds she made were like an unfinished concerto that he was not willing to leave unfulfilled.

Kazumi hands travelled from Shinsou's neck, down his chest, and settled on the button of his jeans. She was so completely wrapped up in Shinsou's sensual touches that she forgot she was at work. Well, she forgot until the door chimed and she pushed him away by the waistband of his jeans and jumped off of the counter. The customer, a middle-aged man with shaggy black hair wearing a completely black outfit, groaned in annoyance. Kazumi, utterly embarrassed but knowing she couldn't just run away and hide, cleared her throat. "W-welcome to Hos-"

"Hey, Aizawa." Shinsou interrupted as he rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably, knowing exactly what conversation was going to follow. "I'm safe in assuming this is the woman Eri won't shut up about?" His monotone voice sounded as his eyes flickered over to the slightly dishevelled woman currently hiding her cherry-red face behind her hair. Shinsou followed his mentor's eyes and chuckled when he saw Kazumi in her current distressed state, but introduced them anyway. "Kazumi, this is my mentor Shota Aizawa. Aizawa this is my friend Kazumi Nakamura."

The woman tucked her hair behind her ear, which she noticed felt as hot as her cheeks as her blush had reached even there. She mustered up a polite smile and walked around the corner to shake Aizawa's hand. "Nice to meet you, sir." The man smirked up at his pupil before bringing his usual aloof persona back to the surface. "Likewise, Ms. Nakamura."