That evening, Ayato and Venti ended up staying at (Y/n)'s place for dinner. The former was enthusiastic to reintroduce himself to their mom but as their boyfriend this time.

(Y/n) hadn't said a word since agreeing to become his lover, and Venti was violently spamming Kokomi on instacat, and he moves onto texting his co-workers about it even if they didn't have any idea who (y/n) was besides 'That one bestfriend of Venti that he talks about a lot.'

"I can't believe you got a boyfriend and never told me about it (Y/n)!." Their mom complains, the four of them still seated by the table almost done with their food.

"Maybe because Ayato left out the fact that he asked me out just a while ago when I was acting out a whole circus outside the house."

"Does that upset you? Perhaps it wasn't a very romantic way to ask you to become mine. I just got a little bit excited after hearing you call my lips kissable."

"Ayato?!!!" Their body went cold, robotically shifting their gaze to their mom. Ayato spoke too freely even with her around and it scared another day of their lifespan out of them. "You... Aren't mad?"

"Why would I be? You aren't a kid anymore hun. Ah young love, it reminds me of your dad and I back in the day. Did you know your dad used to be obsessed with bugs and gave me a cicada the first time he asked me on a date? I rejected him obviously. Then I went on a date with his best friend. Things didn't go well with his best friend and I somehow ended up with him. After he stopped trying to court me with insects."

"Dad had a phase of being obsessed with bugs? That's interesting..." They cringed at the thought. It was as if the image of their father in his days of youth was being replaced by Itto's face. "Oh and Ayato, may I have a word with you later?"

"Of course sweetheart."

"Sweetheart—" it made their heart race. As much as they hated to be called that by Ayato, especially in front of other people.

Until everyone was done eating, it was mostly Ayato talking to (y/n)'s mom. Venti had his hand on his phone as if glued, clearly having an interesting conversation with Kokomi about their friend that ended up in a relationship so suddenly.

Later on, it was just (Y/n) and Ayato. The two left the dining table to sit on the sofa, beside each other with space in between them. With so much they wanted to ask and tell him they didn't know where to start.

So they begin with questioning the relationship itself.

"First things first, you're not playing a prank on me are you? Is this a serious relationship?"

"Do I seem like the type who'd do something so cruel?" He frowns. "Is there something I must do to prove my feelings are genuine? Do you still have doubts with the things between me and Thoma?"

"No... Sorry. I'm just conflicted with my own thoughts and feelings."

"That's okay, I won't rush you."

Ayato places his hand on their cheek, caressing it. He would often think back to when (Y/n) saw through him, who really longed for affection, and hugged him so comfortingly despite being in public. He developed a gentle crush on them since then, which slowly developed into wanting them to be around often, always, almost possessively.

"Have you ever kissed anyone before?" He asks.

"Huh." (Y/n) is rendered unable to respond or react properly, shutting their eyes closed feeling Ayato's other hand crawl from their neck upward then holding place at the side of their jaw. He moved his face closer to them, a little sideways. His warm breath tickling the base of their neck.

"Are you ok with this?"

"I..."

"Just a yes or no."

Venti skips by, on his way to leave the house. He stops in his tracks when seeing the two but not quick enough to notice the situation.

"I'll be leaving now! I'll text ya later (Y/n)! Oh. Oh oops sorry nevermind you didn't hear anything." He scurries away after getting a better look at the two. They were in fact not just sitting there. "Sorry bestie." He murmured upon opening the door and leaving.

"Fuck. Great way to ruin the mood." Ayato pulled away, irritated. Venti went straight to his mental list of people he disliked.

(Y/n) turned themself around bashfully. Not sure if they felt disappointed or relieved. A mix of both mostly. The number of times Ayato has made their heartbeat go feral was really taking a toll on them.

They took a quick peek behind them, surprised to see their partner's reddened face despite him being the one who was taking most initiative. To them it was cute seeing him different than usual. Not the collected individual he usually appears to be.

"You're still going to be my tutor though, Ayato." They turned back fully after feeling more comfortable.

"Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about being your tutor. You've been the one dodging me all day when I was looking for you for today's tutoring. But no problem, I have a lesson in mind we could do this evening."

"And that is?"

"First I need your answer from my question a while ago. A yes or a no."

"Yes," they reply with little hesitation. Just like that day at the library it felt like some other strength took over their body. (Y/n) leaned towards him, one hand pressed against his chest and the other entangled in his long hair. They press their lips against his, kissing him softly for a few seconds before breaking away to catch their breath.

"Ayato sorry I was just—"

Ayato stares at them wide-eyed for a while. He just knew, and maybe knew for a while that they'd drive his heart mad.

"That's fine sweetheart. I was going to teach you how to be a great kisser for our lesson this evening but I think we're already off to a great start."