"...𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕖?" {Raihan x Reader} {{FINISHED}} {READ DESC}

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟡

--Just a friendly reminder half of this chapter takes place in Raihan's point of view, while the remainder is in Y/N'S viewpoint. I'll put this marker * to indicate when Raihan's POV is ending and when Y/N'S is starting. enjoy!--

--Also slight NSFW warning! Not super detailed but still there.--

I don't think I really wanted to leave when she kissed me. I didn't know what to think at first. I was going to stay there with her and kiss her back, but then that thought raced through my mind and smacked me in the face. 

That's Leon's sister, you know he'll hate you, right?

That voice. It'd been there since I first locked eyes with Y/N. I knew I loved her. Even if we'd only known each other for barely a month, I just knew. I know saying love at first sight is corny, but...I really think that's what it was. She's really a kind and beautiful person, and I wish we'd met under...different circumstances. Without her brother there to argue and make me seem like a bad person.

Which, I guess I am. God knows what Y/N is thinking right now. She probably hates me, I know I must have broken her heart the second I shut that door on her. I feel awful, of course, but what would Leon think? He'd either despise me for dating his sister or despise her for dating his rival, and I can't do that to her. Leon means to much to her and, well, he and that kid Hop are the only people she has anymore.

Speaking of Leon...

"Raihan! I've been meaning to talk to you."

I stopped in front of the long haired, mix-matched Champion. "So, how is Y/N? She told me you two were rooming together."

I was about to respond when his phone buzzed. "Ah, sorry. Must be Y/N."

Shit.

I knew I was screwed. If I made Y/N cry, Leon was bound to beat my ass. 

Shit shit shit shittttttt.

His expression immediately changed from calm to pissed the second he saw the message from Y/N. "Y/N said you two kissed? And you walked out on her?"

Leon's phone went into his pocket and he stepped towards me. I immedately knew what was coming as his fist swung low and hit me under the jaw.

I stumbled back, seeing white. I never knew he could hit that hard, though I guess I should have expected it. "I don't even care you kissed her, Raihan! But you walked out on her and made her feel like you don't care about her!"

I felt his fist collide with my face again and I was knocked back to the ground. I didn't even bother fighting back, what was the point? 

After another punch to my cheek, he finally stopped. Leon stormed off and left me lying, bleeding on the ground.

I have to get back to Y/N.

**Y/N**

Raihan had been gone for a good fifteen minutes and I didn't really think he was going to come back until tomorrow morning, so I just went to his room. The couch was uncomfortable but I didn't want to complain to Raihan since he was nice enough to let me stay here to begin with, but screw that.

I opened his bedroom door and was greeted with a barrage of brightly colored pillows and blankets decorating the room. I saw a picture of him as a kid with...Leon? They were friends?

I looked to his bedside table and noticed a small Polaroid picture. It was him and me. I remembered taking the photo as a joke but I didn't think he'd actually keep it since he seemed reluculant to take the picture in the first place.

I pulled back the comforter on his bed and got underneath it, turning off the light. I just...lie there, staring at the ceiling. I don't know how long it was. Felt like hours.

Suddenly, I heard the front door open, my name being called. Raihan's voice gradually got closer until the door was opened. "Y/N? I need to talk."

"I know, I was out of line for-"

"No. I wanted you to kiss me. God, I wanted to make out with you. But I was afraid of what Leon was going to say. I didn't want him to be mad at you for...well, you know, kissing me. He said he didn't care, though."

The words didn't register, at first. "Wait, what?"

It only dawned on me that he was bleeding and had a bloody nose after he said that. "Oh my god, your face! What happened to you?!"

He chuckled and sat at the end of the bed, rubbing the nape of his neck. "Leon may or may have not punched me three times in the face after he saw your message about me walking out on you earlier. I...I just let him. I deserved it. I love you."

"You....love me?"

"Of course. I'd be stupid not to, Y/N."

He slowly got closer to me until he was only inches from my face. His lips connected with mine, and in an instant he was on top of me, hands hovering over my sides. My hands instinctively went to his back, grabbing his shirt and balling it in my fists. We both ended up, undressed, just kissing. For the longest time.

I know it hurt. When he first started, my legs wrapped around his waist. I knew it was going to, of course. I remember crying and him stopping, hands leaving my sides to go to my face and wipe the tears from my eyes. Nothing else mattered but him. In that moment, it was just us. Us and this room. 

There wasn't much to say during our time in his bed. Occasional whispers of each other's names and scattered breathing. When we were done, he just...held me. Hands held my waist and mine were wrapped around his stomach, face buried in his chest.

The next morning, he hadn't left my side. For once, I felt...calm. Like nothing could hurt me here, with him. 

I love him. 

More than I can put into words.