HE HAD YOU

A bit mature towards the end

When people thought of the schools bad boy, Hanamiya Makoto. They thought of his terrifying presence and the fact that he had no qualms about beating people up who crossed him. Everyone knew he was the captain of the basketball team so they also knew about his foul play and how he could have someone injured just by the snap of his fingers.

He was an all-around scary guy and so when thinking of him or even when people dared to look at him strangely, they never, ever imagined seeing a girl by his side looking up at him with something short of an affectionate smile.

It was a really odd scene to see the infamous Hanamiya walking so casually and carefree by your side but it was kind of incredible because the students of Kirisaki Daiichi couldn't actually picture either of you with anyone else. Despite the fact that neither of you seemed like the types to pursue romance, they ignored you both collectively as best as they could and whoever got caught in their sights had to take twice the bullying and mocking.

It was a bit terrifying but a little bit comforting too because it almost looked like Hanamiya had been.. simmered down, in a way? It was like his attention was on you a lot more now so that meant that he wasn't all that focused on other people who he deemed were insignificant.

You went to practise to watch them play and mess around, throwing around threats and bets to see who could beat who and you watched this happening, entranced with the sport but more entranced with the captain when he seemed to be more skilled and talented at the sport than you had originally thought. He played one on one with Seto and then he dodged passed Hara whilst the latter chewed his gum obnoxiously and then he shot a three-pointer. Finding your eyes as the ball slid through the hoop with a 'swish' so he could throw you a shit-eating grin as he made his way to you.

As he fell to the bench, he didn't hesitate to pull you onto him, resting you on his lap when he reached over for a water bottle and drank from it whilst giving you a clear view of his sweaty chest and some sweat fell from his brow when his hair was sticking to his skin from the exertion and you observed the way his Adams apple moved up and down and his slim neck was almost enticing and then it had you wondering why the hell his neck looked so nice?

"That shot was for you." He breathed out quickly, spoke calmly and your eyes found his again and he grinned after he'd obviously caught you staring at him hungrily, "You're really good.."

"You say that like you're surprised." He raised a brow with a smirk and it was enough to make you stop for a moment, hating how the smell of his sweat and his dishevelled appearance could do nothing but aid in formulating seriously dirty fantasies of him laying like this below you on your bed but without a shir-

"Oi, stop zoning out and pay attention to me." His tone sounded as if he was scolding you but you couldn't help smiling after he'd spoken lowly when Seto and Hara snickered to themselves on the court. It surprised you because of how natural it felt to be on his lap and you let a small giggle fall from your lips, "Little Hanamiya wants some attention when I'm literally on your lap? I didn't know you were so needy~"

Just as his brows furrowed, you heard more stifled laughter and it only urged you on when you raised your palm to cover your growing smile when Hara turned away as well to laugh and Seto smirked at his captains face of discomfort, "Shut the hell up before I throw you to the floor."

He almost did, his hands tightening around your thighs when you grabbed his shoulders to steady yourself as desperate pleas fell from your mouth, "No, no, n-no, I'm sorry, Hanamiya, baby, I-"

Eyes wide, your breath hitched when you refused to make eye contact when such a word of endearment spilled from your mouth by accident. You hadn't even thought of saying such a word towards him and that gross type of PDA was seriously unlike you, you were silent and you knew it surprised him too when he didn't say anything. It was weird, you had an odd urge to apologise and you licked your lips in apprehension to do so before his low chuckle met your ears.

Your eyes snapped up to look at him and the sound made your insides feel weird, something you were quite sure you hadn't felt before and it was sort of tingly like an airy feeling wafted through your stomach that made your face warm and your palms clammy.

God, did this mean you actually liked him?

"Cute." Was all he said with a shit-eating grin that had you wanting to do anything to wipe that obnoxious thing off his face and you opt for a kiss in your current situation, he noticed this, of course, and closed his eyes as you neared him.

His lashes were long and pretty against his cheeks and when your noses just about touched, you left him waiting when you observed the way his lips twitched a little, the smile almost fully gone from his pale face when he seemed to almost pucker them for you. He smelled of sweat but it strangely didn't put you off when his eyes slowly opened, half-lidded eyes the colour of a dark stormy sky as they watched you wondering when you were going to finally put your lips on his and why you had kept him waiting.

You didn't leave him waiting much longer after that, leaning forward to light the fireworks in your gut when your heart threatened to hammer against your ribcage and quite possibly shatter it by how loud it seemed. It almost didn't seem healthy and it was a little bit frightful too but he was slow and it resembled a kiss of love and deep affection and it quite literally had you drowning and fighting for air but it wasn't air you wanted because every time you took a breath in through your nose, he had taken it away from you with a lick of his tongue or a tilt of his head.

He angled your jaw delicately and captured your lips with the full intention of gaining dominance that you never really had to begin with and he moved his own slick muscle around your own, claiming you and marking you as his when his hands tightened around your waist, lightly pinching your hip bones to make you perk up excitedly and in surprise as he smiled against your lips, the kiss becoming lazy and so messy as well when he backed away slowly to place a kiss upon your nose when you flinched from the unsuspecting contact.

He didn't stop though and your eyes remained closed as he continued with the excessive amount of PDA that you were surprisingly more than okay with because it was so warm and sweet and the smile that came about your face fuelled him on when he chuckled lightly against your cheekbone, kissing it and sloppily kissing more of your skin; your eyes, your forehead and your chin, before reaching your lips again and again and again.

And from that day and the next and the next day after that, Hanamiya would grin down at you and you would smile up at up. Never forgetting your witty comebacks and empty threats and he was completely satisfied and amused by your antics and all of the new things about you he got to see every day.

Hanamiya's bored and slightly disgusted outlook on the concept of PDA somehow began to decrease and on days he was in a good mood, he shocked you by reaching out and grabbing your hand, littering your slender knuckles with kisses of tender loving care as he stared deeply into your eyes and in reply you simply blushed, feeling warmth swarming inside when he nonchalantly swung your hand in his own all the while peacefully rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand as if for reassurance, like he was reminding you that he was there and on some days you rarely dared to think that maybe this was how he was showing you that he needed you and he craved you.

Any and all insecurities (insecurities? Can you eat it?) you may have had were all burned into a crisp as the ashes were throw away when Hanamiya coincidentally caught you caged in between the arms of Mizumi - yes, Mizumi, not her ex-boyfriend or anything like that - when she had been glaring at you in an attempt to appear intimidating when she somehow managed to ignore the triumphant smirk on your face.

He, the captain of the basketball team, didn't interfere and instead, let his curiousness get the better of him as he began eavesdropping like the little snake he was. You didn't notice him at the time because of the second year who thought she could try and win your affections with her desperate kisses and her petty excuses of yearning to be loved again.

"Pl-please, [Lastname]-san, n-"

"Don't you feel pathetic, begging like this?" You were sure she had known about the relationship consisting of yourself and Hanamiya but maybe she hoped she could try and capture your attention just like she had the first time. If only she could see into your mind to get a clear grasp of the true reason behind doing what you had initially done at the beginning of this sinful work of fanfiction.

"I- I thought, m-maybe, we could, you know.." she looked up at you with two wide eyes, blushing that reached the tips of her ears and you lay relax against the wall, completely vulnerable before her but to your satisfaction, she doesn't make a move until she believes she's justified to.

"You thought I could play with you like we played before?" Her eyes lit up, figuring that maybe this was almost going her way, you laughed to yourself, smiling down at her menacingly, "Baby, Mizumi?" She licked her lips in anticipation as you neared her, leaning down when you almost captured her lips, "Your little honey was annoying me, I didn't like him." Pausing, you acknowledged the questionable look in her gaze of admiration - it was most likely lust - and she sucked in a breath, waiting, "So I did what I saw fit for him, he treasured you. He cherished you, you know that, right?"

She swallowed thickly, her light brown dyed hair flowing slightly in the light breeze around the corner of the gym, she dared to nod in answer. Urging you to continue,

"He adored you so I took you away from him. It wasn't my fault you got attached." Simple, a shrug of the shoulders was all she got when uttering those deafening words. Catching her eyes watering, she bit her lip and loosened her hold on the wall beside your head and she straightened up.

"Maybe you should be a good girl and focus on your studies instead of trying to catch every ride of adrenaline or hormones, huh? Baby, don't cry." She watched your hand raise, your voice was sickeningly sweet but she seemed to focus on the 'sweet' when your hand cupped her face, she leaned into the contact and muttered softly, "So, you don't like me? You never did..?"

As she stood there, her eyes filled with tears that didn't fall while her cheeks remained their rosy hue that you adored, she appeared so delectable and it was pretty tempting to just swoop her away for a night of pleasure, pleasure and pleasure but there was someone else waiting for you, someone more exciting and able to cause you to become a melted, burning flame in his hands - you weren't quite ready to let go of him yet.

"Maybe, maybe not. It doesn't matter, now leave before I decide to put my mental fantasies into motio-"

"Woah, I didn't know my baby [Name]-chan could be so vulgar?" He made himself known from around the corner and to be honest, you weren't really surprised when he had to enter at the worst time and by the shit-eating grin on his face, you knew he'd heard a lot, probably everything.

"What do you want with my girlfriend, huh?" He glared, his smile vanishing into thin air and it intimidated you if you were being completely honest. Mizumi froze and she couldn't even wipe the stray tear that had fallen as she squeaked something incomprehensible before making her escape in a quick haste in an attempt to not feel his deathly glare anymore.

Shaking off his sour face and the fact that he could literally change moods in a second flat, you rolled your eyes and leaned against the wall, placid and breathing a sigh when his stone hard eyes came across you, "And what's with you, huh? Having a tough time letting go of your plaything?"

His tone was cold like he was restraining himself and your bored look aggravated him further, "I told you then and I'll tell you now, you're mine."

You replied with a lazy salute, smirking as you muttered, "Yes sir.." he scoffed at you, somehow unable to stay annoyed at your carefree behaviour and he found himself overjoyed when you pushed off of the wall to jump on him, wrapping your legs around his waist tightly as your arms found themselves around his neck. He huffed from the surprise and answered by sliding his hands under your ass and squeezing quickly before holding you up to make sure you didn't fall, "I know that, baby~"

He smirked now and everything that happened was forgotten, and it was almost like you had him wrapped around your finger and when you grounded your nether regions further into him, he groaned lowly and leaned forward to nip your lip, biting your bottom lip and pulling when you cringed from the hot pain. You kissed him and he licked your lips sweetly and as it was stated before, insecurities; about Hanamiya, about where you stood with him, were forgotten even if they didn't seem to be a problem to begin with.

Holy moly, me oh my, this guy is a dick but he makes my heart go doki doki