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cybercl0ne · 10 months

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not sure if u do requests but I found ur blog recently and have been OBSESSED. I was thinking if you could do an arrange marriage fic for aizawa. I would absolutely DIE if u did. It can be any AU i wont mind since whatever u write will be amazing! I know it 💗💗💗

Will do! I love you so much. I wrote this trying to best fit my other pieces of work, so I hope you like it and I'm sorry I took so long to reply but I'm here now *plays graceful music*

Summary: Your father sells you to a man that knows you from UA.

F/M (she/her)

A/N at the bottom!!!!

TW: Abuse, mentions of Abuse, Fathers a massive dick (again), massive Angst, 18+, slow burn, porn with plot, murder, Aizawa is Yandere

You tried to keep your head down. You wanted to speak. You felt the words you wanted to say bubbling up in your throat, desperately trying to simmer.

"Don't disappoint me Y/n." You fathers booming voice bowelled. His intense aura making you feel smaller than you already were compared to him.

"Yes father." You spoke, still trying to maintain a put together face. You were slightly confused as to what was going on but would never voice it as you learned where talking out of line got you. Your mind hissed at the memories of the endless nights of torture your father would put you through just so you would never talk 'out of place' again.

Unimpressed your father scoffed, watching as the car rolled to a sudden stop. He let himself out, leaving you to bear the responsibility of fear. His assistant opened the door, his heart sharing the same hole as yours. "Good luck miss." He whispered, cheering you on knowing that this tiny act of kindness could get him killed. You gave him a warm smile innocent but filled with bloodshed, wanting to be in his shoes, even as a assistant for a man like your father. At least he could escape. At least he wasn't wasted down by the overbearing responsibilities you bared.

His shoes were different from the feet you walked with. You quickly and quietly made way to catch up with your father who still ignored your existence for as long as possible. He stepped through the sleek sophisticated door, you behind his large frame.

Life has never been fair to you or your family. When you were born your mother fell ill causing her to be hidden from the outside world. Sometimes when you’d have nightmares you’d curl into the warmth of her bony chest, watching as her warm arms wrapped around you. She’d reassure you countless times, kissing your temple. But now those days were gone. You no longer could run into your mom's touch, watch her smile glow up the room full of iv drips and medicine.

"This is Y/n. Shes the one that you will be betrothed." Your fathers familiar booming voice declared. You stood shell shocked, not wanting to believe what your eyes had soaked in. "N-no...H-he didn't say that." You blinked a few times to make sure you weren't stuck in some messed up nightmare but found you were very awake.

Your father nudged you as he placed his hands on your shoulders and activated his quirk, burning into the cloth of your clothes. You wasted no time, bowing before the strange man. "She might be a little untamed but I'm sure you'll figure it out." He said, throwing you at the man that stood before you.

Your face was nothing but mortified as you saw your father walking out of the room, still sharing the same uninterested look at you as when you were born. "F-father?" You scampered towards him, scraping yourself and ignoring the man that you fell into. He shared nothing but a simple scoff.

You blanked as your world flipped on its side. You saw your father looming over you as if he had put something rotten in his mouth. The glint that he shared between you sent your body into hives and shivers.

"I am not your father. Don't call me that." "If it were up to me, I would've never had you." "I would've sold you off to some man any day, but it appeared he was the only buyer."

"So, play nice now."

As soon as he spoke your body reacted with the only reaction it could. You hauled forward, your body rejecting everything. As you threw up all over the poor man's floor you noticed the sleek black shoes your father always wore disappear behind the black door.

You desperately reached for his long-gone presence. tears and snot uncontrollably free falling in front of you. "P-please father!"

"Don't leave me! Don't leave me behind! I-I'll be good!" Your heart wrenching words dissipated into thin air as it would never reach your targeted audience. The only man in the room however rushed to your side, immediately comforting you.

You watched as the world went black.

You woke up with a heavy migraine, your brain trying to forget the part where your father basically admits to hating you at birth. You hold your stomach as you try to muster an emotion other than grief and freedom mixed but you find yourself unable.

You look around realizing that your environment was completely different from what you knew. The spacious room overwhelmed you and the man that laid across from you spoke danger. You quickly huddled up into your legs as the strange man stirred in his sleep, transitioning to a woke state. "W-where am I?" You spoke, your voice faint and hoarse. You cringe at how little words fall from your mouth. "My house." The man utters.

You decide to take a good look at him, taking in his gruffy patch under his chin, his eyebags and his ragged black hair.

"Shota? -"

Both of your faces light up upon remembering a distant name from the past.

"Hi y/n." He breathes a breath of relief. You grabbed him immediately, embracing him tightly as he stood stunned, unsure of weather to hug you back and risk never letting you go.

"I thought I'd never see you again." Aizawa Whispered softly afraid you might float away from how light you felt in his arms. You let go, examining his face once more, fighting the urge to pepper it with soft kisses.

"Oh Aizawa..." "I-I'm so sorry..." You stuttered. You felt immense guilt as he talked his worry of you onto you.

"I had to leave UA. I wanted to be like you, a teacher but my father..." You choked, not sure if you can even call him a proper father. All he ever knew was pain.

"Don't worry. You'll be ok now." He reassured, lightly stroking your head. You whimpered into his chest, carving small circles.

For the first time in a long time you could feel yourself breathe. It was like you no longer had to cover your mouth, or act like you were stepping on pins and needles. You were free.

——*a few months later*——

You thought you’d hate the idea of marriage. Being tied down to a lover, or whoever your father would put you with in the end. But Aizawa was determined to erase any mark that monster had placed on you, and that started with the roots itself.

Since Aizawa was a pro hero he was fully aware he could never kill the villains he pursued. But the more Aizawa held you at night and watched you wriggle and mewl in your sleep made the reasonable thoughts broil. He knew he just had to do something. He stepped downstairs at after finalizing his plan, seeing you downstairs preparing him another beautiful breakfast that he felt a little bad that he wasn’t gonna eat. But there would be many great meals that he’d enjoy with you after he got rid of the lingering problem.

You looked so peaceful with your hair tied up and idling in one of his t shirts, never failing to look like a supernova even in the groggy mornings. He couldn’t resist and had to feel you from behind if even to just get the smell of you in his mind. “Hey baby” Aizawa’s groggy and rasped voice croaked. You startled, jumped as he wrapped his arms around your waist, rocking you side to side to let you know it was him.

“Hey honey. You ready to eat?” You asked, spatula in your hand but your attention all on him. He loved the way you’d fill his stomach with butterflies like he was a teenager again when you looked up at him with trust.

“No sorry sweets, I’ll pass but I’ll be back to eat later.” He didn’t fail to miss how you deflated a bit but perked back up after he hugged you tighter you perked back up.

“Well alright. Just be back in time for lunch or dinner.” You nagged like a wife. You caught yourself on the words, visibly flashing a hand to your mouth. He laughed, thinking about how little you changed through the years, even through high school you were shy and reserved but around him you loosened up unintentionally. It made him feel like he had done right. He’d been told by many peers and other of his students that he was scary, but deep down Aizawa cared, just was very used to acting like he doesn’t.

He planted a wet kiss on your face, exiting the warm feel of your embrace, looking back at you one last time for a fond memory until he gets back from doing a little “errand”.

He watched from afar at his victim. He watched as he left in his black car that had been in his rear view. Aizawa watched as the tall buff man exited the car and into his esteemed home with no car in the world. He looked as if he had no concern. It made Aizawa want to erase him even more. Aizawa followed close behind posing as a pro hero just put on patrol. He banged on the tall door that assisted the tall lowly man.

The door shot open as his tall stature sank to the front door. “What?” His booming voice rang. Aizawa could tell why this voice hurt and scared you so much but Aizawa was determined to make sure you never wind ear of a melody as broken as his. The man was visibly puzzled when he saw no one was standing at his doorstep. Shrugging it off and grumbling back inside his domain. Aizawa, already one step ahead, was inside his house without anyone or anything hearing/noticing. He promised the job would be clean and quick, all so he could have as much time with you as he wanted for the rest of both of your lives. He watched as the man sat in his office with a state of the art tablet, focused on whatever shady business he was indulging in. Aziawa made no effort to hide any longer revealing himself to the perpetrator that taunted the love of his life for so long under the radar. “What are you doing in here? Who let you in?!”

“Y’know you should do your research a little better.” Aizawa spoke, ignoring his past comment. Aizawa quickly and hastily poked the knife he placed at his knee to the grown man’s neck. And without second thought he slashed. He made sure the cut were clean and watched as blood splattered from his neck. He made little to no noise. Only choking on his gurgles of blood.

He quickly dipped out of the crime scene leaving nothing behind. He was aware that your father had ties and Allies, but with those allies were his enemies. Enemies that hated him with a diehard passion. Some of his Allies were backstabbers anyway, but your father was blinded by his power that he failed to even realize that you were what was keeping his business up. With you being there and as his weapon made him powerful but alone his quick could be quickly outmatched.

Aizawa shrugged, concluding that he’d fall down the ladder sooner or later but just decided to speed up the process. By now it was late and he knew that he probably had a worried wife at home waiting patiently for his arrival home. His heart fluttered, leaving behind the murderous acts where they belonged.

As soon as he stepped through the door he was happily greeted by you jumping at him wrapping your arms around him. “Where have you been?” You asked worried. You scanned his body for any marks of harm but when you found nothing you warmly hugged him again. “Sorry I’m so late honey.” He whispered into your head. He picked you up holding his lips to your face. You scrambled under him to put you down.

“Aizawa! Put me down you maniac!” You laughed, clutching onto him as he walked to your bedroom. “But I missed you so so much darling.” He teased, placing you gently on the bed to pepper your face with kisses. He towered over you showering you with deep love.

You both paused to look at each other, both lost in the way the other looked. He gently lowered into you, his eyes intoxicated with a potent that had you falling deep into his lips. You both share a loving kiss Aizawas hands not knowing if they should roam down your body. You grab his hand after breaking the kiss and bring it up to your left breast.

“It’s ok Aizawa.”

“I trust you.” You clearly spoke into his ear. You watched as his face shared a bright dusk of blush as he slowly allowed his hands to travel down every curve and slope of your body. You shivered under his touch, mewling and mumbling under him.

He found his way to back to your breast, playing and toying with the hard nipple that formed from his touch.

“So fucking beautiful.” He muttered. You tended up as the words registered to your ears. You noticed the bulge that grew in his pants as he kissed down your stomach, his eyes pleading for permission. You nodded as he pulled and teased at your already wet panties that now fled attention to the floor.

“You’re so fucking wet for me princess.” You hid your eyes as he played with your slick that was soaking his fingers as they played with your entrance.

“No, no, no sweetie, don’t look away. Be good and look at your man playing with your sweet cunt.”

You reluctantly opened your eyes to see his two fingers coying with your needy cunt. You watched as his fingers lodged their way inside of you. You quivered at the new feeling of something wriggling inside of you. “So damn tight for me baby.” He whispered as he fixated all his attention to you pussy. You wiggled and moaned as he stretched and prodded at your needy hole.

“p-please”

“what princess?” He stopped, looking at you. You lifted your leg to brush against his raging bulge. You felt it twitch against your touch and watched as Aizawa seethed with pleasure.

“Tell me what you want” He demanded.

“Y-you.”

Aizawa clicked his teeth, freeing his cock from his pants. You saw how it laid out on your stomach. You imagined how easy you’d tear from how big he was. You were completely new to this, and a little intimidated by the girth and length of his twitching cock.

He pumped his member testing and readying it at your entrance. “Don’t worry baby, it’ll fit.” He soothed playfully. You flushed at how he petted your stomach as he stabled himself inside you.

You both seared with how tight everything felt. You felt the world spin as pain and pleasure mixed beautifully. You greedy pussy pushed for more of Aizawa’s cock as he paused to let you breathe.

“You’re doing so well for me princess” he kissed your teary face. “Is it all the way in yet?” You whimpered. He lightly chuckled, and shook his head softly.

“we’re not even half way darling.” He spoke. You felt yourself stretching and clamping around him as he thrusted his way inside you. You felt how his cock crawled into your cervix and deep inside your womb. You felt the way your pussy throbbed for harder movements.

“P-please keep going.” You voiced.

At that moment Aizawa lost control and started pounding at your womb. You felt your ass shake as skin collided with one another. You watched the small bulge in your stomach disappear and reappear every time he rammed in and out. Soon you start to feel the sensation of your stomach coiling around him. “Aizawa i-I’m gonna-“

“don’t worry I’m going to cum to baby.” He grunted. You watched as your cunt slicked more and more as his thrust became deeper and stronger. You grasp onto his back, leaving your own special mark on him as you screamed and moaned his name.

“That’s right baby, my name is the only name you need to know.” He panted. You felt the coil in your stomach snap as you started spasming around him, coating his cock with your cum. Not too long after you Aizawa chases his own high, nearing his climax.

“g-gonna fill you up. Gonna breed you with my children baby.” He said as he thrusted.

Your mind started going blank as he kept pounding your soaked and overly sensitive pussy.

“Y-yes please fill me up w-with your lovely cum.” You panted as you both stared eachother in the eyes.

You felt his cock explode and coat your womb with his load. You felt how his cum traveled its way inside you, some of it overflowing out of your twitching womb.

The room was filled with moans and pants, the room smelling of fucked out sex and the feeling of hot bodies touching each other.

Aizawa laid against you for a moment before pulling out, gaining a whimper from you and how the empty pop of his cock leaving your pussy made you shiver. He placed you in his chest, you still feeling weak and your legs still shaking. “I love you y/n.” He said, breaking the silence. He planted a kiss on your head, when he heard no sounds or reply he glanced and saw how you were peacefully sleeping on his chest, bundled up and face beautifully resting.

The next morning you woke up and next to you, Aizawa resting peacefully, arms around your waist. You kissed his nose and watched it scrunch up as he moved in his sleep. You quietly giggled while trying to escape his grasp. You went to the bathroom to clean the sticky sensation from yesterdays ‘nightly activities’.

As you stepped out of the bathroom, clean and new you traveled back to the bedroom to throw your clothes away when Aizawa’s rustling made his presence.

“Where are you going honey?” He asked groggy with his eyes still closed.

“sorry to wake you baby.” You kissed his forehead, waking up from the sudden movement of his love trying to get out of his embrace too early.

“Come back to bed.” He whined. You indulged him, laying back into his needy embrace.

He rocked you and wrestled you around and soon you both were play fighting in the bed.

“Aizawa stop that!” You playfully cried out as he tickled you. “Stop? Stop what? Oh this?” He tickled again over you. You kissed his lips and you both fell into a deep make out session. When you both break the kiss Aizawa just takes a second to watch you. Look at the love of his life. “Y/n please marry me.” He spouts. Your eyes glow as he hugs you waiting for your reply.

“Really?” You stuttered.

“Of course, you’re the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I’ve actually wanted to marry you since high school.” He admitted.

“Really?” You flushed, soon you two were having a conversation on how you both like each other in UA but never acted on the feeling. It was like you both were in high school again. Your heart felt fulfilled as you watched him ramble about how he was so into you and you never knew.

You cuddled up into him listening to him call you his wife.

A/N: hey y’all! Thanks to these two people who sent me a message! When I saw them I literally felt so fulfilled that I started on this last night. Sorry it took so long but it’s not done I still gotta do part 6 of Falling for a dead rose so see you then.🫡

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pattycakes5516 · 6 months

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Defective Existence

You always had trouble communicating. Inside your mind was a chaotic mix of universes and thoughts. When it was time to socialize panic often set and you fell to the dark emotions. You felt alone until you befriended someone just like yourself but in his unique way.

SuguruXReader Modern AU

TW: Mental Trauma & Angst

But also contains a fluffier version of Suguru Geto

Chapter One:

"Suguru..." I hear her voice shaking on the other end of the phone and I instantly drop my controller. "Everything is too much." I could hear her breathing heavily.

"What is going on? Where are you?" I try to maintain a calm tone but I can't keep the worry at bay.

"The lights are too bright and it's too loud..." I strain to hear her over the loud music in the background. "Suguru..." The desperate way she calls my name causes me to stand up and rush to get ready.

"Drop me your location now." I say sternly and I hear her fumbling with her phone. After a few seconds I get the text. "Don't move. I'll be there soon ok?"

I haphazardly throw on the closest hoodie and shoes. I frantically search for my keys. I yank my bike helmet from the table. It sounded like she was at a party. Which was so not like her. Most likely she was pressured by someone. I curse as I walk out of my apartment.

It was late so I easily flew through traffic. My mind is racing to awful conclusions. Rage was forming in the pit of my stomach mixed with the unease and the unknown.

When I arrived my eyes instantly scoured the area. It was a small bar and people stood outside smoking. As I got closer I felt eyes fall on me. "Hey..." I hear as I saunter past a woman and ignore advances.

The bar was not big enough to have to look too hard. I find her alone sitting at a bench tucked away. Her eyes wide and staring off into space. That was not unusual behavior, she often spaced out into her own little world.

Tonight I almost didn't recognize her. Her hair was done and she wore a full face of makeup. Her outfit was form fitting, showing off every curve. A strange feeling bubbled up to the surface. I glanced around to make sure no one was watching her. I felt a need to shield her.

"Y/N!" I shout as I see a group of men whispering across the room suspiciously. I glare in their direction and they look away. Hearing her name she turns to me. Her eyes darted and pupils dilated. She still gives me a soft smile and my heart does a weird twist.

Y/N POV

Everything is overwhelming. Even though it was fairly dark the lights were too bright. The music was disorienting. The sound of voices melted together into a chaotic symphony. You wanted to leave but your body was stuck.

"Y/N!" You hear a familiar deep voice call out for you and you instinctively look for who it belongs to. Suguru... You feel your anxiety lessen as you meet his dark eyes. A comfortable and reassuring warmth rushed through you.

He reaches out his hand and you gladly grab onto it. He does not speak as he leads you towards the exit. "Y/N! Who is this?!" A female voice interrupts your escape. You look over and see your coworker checking out Suguru.

"He is my friend. I'm sorry I am not feeling well." You blurt out and she sighs. You can see the irritation on her face. You felt a bit of guilt since you had promised to enjoy the night.

"Well you're no fun. So you guys aren't like together?" Her eyebrows raise suggestively and you look up at Suguru, begging him to help. You just want to get away from the crowd.

"It's none of your business." Suguru replies curtly and he sounds very aggravated. "Look, I'm not interested. You left her alone at a bar obviously high on something. If you were a guy I'd drag you outside." He practically growls in her direction and you cringe.

"Rude... It was just a small amount of mushrooms. Not a big deal." She scoffs and rolls her eyes. She looks over at me with disdain. "Tell your daddy you're fine." She sneers and you gulp. Confrontation was never your strong suit in the first place. Right now the world is too vivid and blaring.

"I'm fine but tired..." You manage to answer and again her eyes roll. She places her hand on her hips and spins away. "Fuck..." you curse hoping this would not effect your working relationship. You could probably make a quirky explanation on Monday and it should be fine. That does not mean you will not worry the rest of the weekend.

A finger snaps in front of your face and you look over. "Come back to earth for me stargazer..." Suguru whispers with a grin. You smile back and nod, squeezing his hand. He easily guides you through the cramped area and outside.

You don't say anything feeling bad that he had to come out in the first place. You feel his gaze on you as you walk over to a convenient store's doors. "I'll be right back. Is that ok?" You nod softly and he releases your hand.

You close your eyes and inhale a deep breath, the fresh air cooling you down. You enjoy the natural sounds. No abrasive electronic base or flashing fluorescents.

Time has become irrelevant and before you know it Suguru returns with a water bottle in hand as well as a bag. "Let's take a quick walk. I brought my bike so that might be a bit much right now."

You walk over to him and follow beside him. He opens the bottle and passes it to you. You lift it to your lips and begin chugging the contents.

"Hey hey..." you could hear him trying not to laugh as he pulls it away. "Slow down there. Fucking hell..." You whine in protest and he audibly chuckles. "Don't look at me like that." Suguru warns, flicking your forehead.

You rub your head and sigh. "Sorry..." you mutter and he cautiously gives you the water back. "I get it..." You smirk and take a sip.

There is a comfortable silence as you both walk around a small park. The night sky dulls your heightened senses. You feel yourself relaxing into a state of calm. You watch him find a bench and sit down so you take a seat beside him.

"So..." Suguru breaks the quiet. "What the hell?" He asks, looking down at you. "I am used to something like this from Satoru. Not you stargazer."

He uses the nickname he had given you years prior once again. The tone was not as sweet as before. You don't speak up right away. You look down but he lifts your chin. "Nope you can't escape this one. Speak up."

"They were always asking me to hang out but I kept refusing. So I felt bad if I said no again." You shrug, frowning that he is still gripping your face in his direction. Those dark eyes looking into yours studying your expression.

"Ok. And the mushrooms?" His eyebrow raises quizzically. You feel a bit of shame. "You have done them before but never publicly. What were you thinking? With your anxiety? Y/N..." You could hear the concern even if he was being a bit harsh.

"I know but every..." you begin to speak and he lets go of your chin to cover your mouth. You grumble against his palm.

"I swear to god if you tell me because everyone else was doing it..." He hisses and you freeze up. He takes in a breath to quell his emotions. "Look, I'm the last person who can say anything. But something could have happened. The people you were with obviously are not trustworthy."

You know this and you do feel awful. It's just sometimes you don't realize how dangerous something can be in the moment. You curse yourself for your actions. Seeing your thoughtful face he uncovers your mouth. "Yeah. I realize that now."

Suguru gives you one last serious expression then he smirks. "I guess I was being a bit overprotective." He shrugs and ruffles your hair.

"Hey!! I paid money to have this done..." you complain, pushing his arm away.

"Ooo yeah..." Suguru makes a mischievous face and you feel you have made some kind of mistake. "You are all dressed up! I think I need a picture or no one is going to believe me." He begins to pull his phone from his pocket.

"Suguru Geto!" You call out his full name and reach over to stop him. "Don't you dare!" You did not feel like yourself and the thought that he would lord this over you made you nervous.

"Getting a bit feisty now..." With no effort he has both your wrists in one of his large hands. You look on in horror as he snaps a pic. "This is a reward for having to rush out in the middle of the night."

He lets you go and you cross your arms. "You're insufferable..." You mumble feeling embarrassed.

"You look real good tonight." He says suddenly and you aren't sure how to react. Suguru was not one to toss out compliments. If he did they tended to be disguised as insults.

"But..." You say expecting him to continue. You glare up at him but he was not giving you his usual cunning expression.

"That's all." Suguru says so nonchalantly that it throws you for a loop. You squint your eyes inspecting him suspiciously. "Ugh... you feel ok enough for me to drive to my place?"

You do feel a bit better now that you were away from the crowd. You nod and without another word you begin walking back to his bike.

As you make it over he studies your figure and your eyebrow raises in confusion. You were about to question him when he lifts his arms and pulls his hoodie over his head. Then motions for you to lift your arms as he puts it on you.

He then turns away and grabs a helmet and places it on your head. You smile to yourself and fasten it. "See, hair was going to get messed up anyway." He laughs and you elbow him lightly. "Ouch..." He feigns hurt and you grumble. Before you could call him a name he has lifted you up onto the back of the bike.

You grip the sides as he straddles the front. He looks back at you and you give him two thumbs up. His chuckle vibrates his back as you grip onto him. He shakes his head in amusement and starts the bike.

The ride was not too long. You were thankful because your heart was racing. You were never a fan of bikes, lacking the protective shell of a car. Your mind being a bit foggy, your eyes and ears being sensitive due to intoxication this was not ideal. When you were pulling in Suguru gave your hand a squeeze to reassure you.

The moment he parks your hop off unsteadily. "Woah..." Suguru quickly grabs onto your shoulders balancing you. You're pulled into a tight embrace as he tucks your head into his chest. "You're okay..."

Your mind racing, you close your eyes tight. You just now notice your body was trembling. Suguru whispers softly that you are safe and your fingers dig into his back.

After a few minutes you take a deep breath and he pushes your hair from your face. "It's cold. Let's get you inside." You nod as his dark eyes search your expression, worry present on his own.

Timeskip

"Why didn't she call me?!" You hear a familiar voice whine as you are awakened from a deep sleep. Still groggy and unaware of yourself you remain quiet.

"Because she probably didn't want to cause you any trouble." Suguru whispers sternly and the other person scoffs. You begin to adjust to your surroundings and open your eyes slowly.

"I'm her fiancé!" A voice shouts followed by a sound of pain. "Alright fuck didn't have to get violent..."

"Going to wake her up dumbass. Pfft fiancé my ass." Another muttered sentence and you begin to shuffle and sit up garnishing their attention. You recognize the soft white hair and lanky man arguing with your friend, Satoru Gojo.

"Hey there..." Suguru is the first to run over. Lifting your chin he asks, "Are you feeling alright?" You nod and then look over at Satoru who stands with his arms crossed, a sour look on his face.

"Satoru..." You mumble sleepily and look around. You were in Suguru's living room covered in blankets. You rub your eyes and curse because you forgot you had worn make up. Suguru smiles at you.

Satoru rushes over and shakes your shoulders. "What were you thinking?! If someone from my or your family had seen you!" You cringe as he glares down at you. "You're so stupid sometimes."

You feel a deep rage at the comment but you have no clue how to voice it. Instead you look towards your lap not able to look into his eyes. Suguru once again protects you as he shoves Satoru away. Your guilt for always causing him trouble surfaces.

"Like you have any room to fucking talk." Suguru practically spits in Satoru's direction. "You know the pressure she is under better than me."

At his words Satoru stills and his anger disappears from his face. "Sorry." He says softly and you look at him with no expression. "I know this is just a contract thing but we have to be careful. I shouldn't take it out on you. For that I am sorry."

"Okay..." You mutter still trying to recover from his explosive reaction. You should be used to them by now. Not from Satoru he was usually very fun and easy going. But from your father and other members of your family growing up.

Everytime someone shows any form of aggression your body automatically shuts down on you. Taught that if you simply act as if you don't exist then the conflict will end quicker.

Suguru is still glaring at Satoru, who now looks worried. Those big blue eyes are sad and confused. "I'm fine. It's fine." You say wanting to make the tension cease. To make everything okay again. "I should have thought about everything. I'm very sorry."

Satoru sighs heavily and you swallow your emotions. He was not a bad person. You had been forced into an arranged marriage for about a year now and you always enjoyed working with him on plotting how to extend the date. Neither one of you is willing to truly get married. Both of you believe it's a trap.

"Suguru..." You call out to him and he looks over in an instant. He was your closest and longest friend. Currently the family who put you in this position had thrown you away when you were younger. Your mother was young and fell for a man outside of her societal circle.

They exiled you with your dad. He struggled for a while and things were tough financially. To make matters worse your father was emotionally abusive. You took the blame and accepted responsibility as a child.

Because of that you could not relate to those around you that were your age. Until one day you met Suguru by chance. He was rough around the edges and rumors followed him around. When you met one day and noticed him eyeing your food you offered him some. Just like that he looked for you each day.

Without his presence you were not sure if you would have made it to adulthood. You pushed each other to do better. Just as you both had a bit of a steady footing on life your family returned. Since they had no other female heirs you were the perfect bargaining chip.

Since then you have had your life monitored. Though they never accepted Suguru, that was one thing you refused to change. If they wanted obedience they had to.

"Let's get some take out..." Suguru notices your pause after calling out to him. Both men exchange glances with each other. Then Suguru turns to leave the room.

"Y/N... I'm an asshole." Satoru pouts and sits beside you. You laugh which causes him to smile. "I know it sucks when you have a bad trip. Are you feeling better?" He takes your hand and his thumb rubs gently across your palm.

"Ooo yeah. Suguru brought me back and played some ocean sounds and made a pile of blankets on the floor. I'm good." You say gently and he nods.

"Who knew he could be so sweet." I sensed a bit of bitterness in his tone. I was about to question him when he grins and looks at me. "It's like your superpower. You're able to tame the untamable."

You have never quite understood why people were so scared of Suguru. He was serious and a bit gloomy at times. You always enjoyed conversations with him. You had never seen him do anything violent.

"I guess so." You whisper still not understanding. You gasp in surprise when Satoru grabs you into a tight hug. You feel his breath on your neck and you shiver involuntarily.

His deep voice whispers seductively, "You really are cute..." Your body is tense and you grit your teeth. Your cheeks feel warm and the heat travels down your body. His hand moves down his long fingers sliding to your lower back.

"Satoru..." You manage to call out, but still unable to move. He pulls back with a mischievous grin. Those blue eyes focused on your own. He makes one small mistake, looking to the side for just a second.

"Satoru! Another voice echoes aggressively throughout the room. You turn to see Suguru practically snarling. You look back at Satoru and that grin has formed into a condescending sneer.

"Who hurt you Satoru Gojo?" You ask, in a serious tone. His expression falls and you get a glimpse of his true sadness. You take his hand and squeeze it. He takes in a sharp breath. After a few seconds he pats your head.

"I'm heading out." He proclaims standing up. "You look really beautiful today Y/N!" He shouts, passing by Suguru who shakes his head. He pauses beside him and whispers something to Suguru. Suguru's eyes widen and he frowns.

What was that.... Do they have something going on? That was your thought as Satoru gives you a wave and walks out the door.

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