First off, Thank you for 2k!! I love all of y'all❤️
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𝐶𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑑....

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~𝑅𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑝~

Walking down the narrow hallway, careful not to step on the spots that you knew have creaks in them, you see a pair creased forces—around size 6– and clothes discarded all over the living floor.

You closed your eyes, inhaling to your lungs fullest capacity before letting out a dark chuckle. At that time, all you could remember thinking is......

"I'm about to beat this bitch up."
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Marching towards the door, you swing your foot out, busting it wide open.

Your boyfriend—now ex— eyes darted over to you with alertness, throwing the blonde girl off his body, causing her to tumble onto the floor.

"Y/n it—it's not what it looks like," he stammered as he ran up to you with urgency.

"Oh, it isn't? Then explain to me what this is, hurry up you got 5 seconds."

He ran his fingers through his hair, nervousness painted over his face as his eyes beaded in very other direction. "Ok well—Five," you announced as you drew your fist back, connecting it with his throat, leaving him breathless choking mess.

"You really have the nerve cheat on me with that Polly Pocket looking bitch," you yelled while kicking him in the balls before attacking his face several times, clawing at him with your sharp acrylics.

Peering over your ex's tall figure, you see the top of someone's head moving, "And I ain't forget about you Rachel, get yo ass up," you walk near the other side of the bed, seeing her trying to crawl away on the floor.

She got off all fours, raising her hands in the air defensively, "Y/n...y/n..listen— I'm not listening to shit, you knew he had a girl now get up," you cut her off, yanking her up to your eye level by her blonde strands.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry we just-*cough*," she spit up blood from you delivering a punch to her throat then to her nose to make sure she felt the same amount of pain you felt that day.

"Y/n you good?"

𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠𝘩 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑒𝑛𝑑 ~

𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑠𝘩𝑖𝑚𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑣 ~

↳Kirishima called out to you, slightly raising his voice with a look of concern on his face, snapping you out of your mini flashback. You had been staring of into the distance with an uneasy expression spread across your face.

"What's on your mind, sunshine?" He asked, making your perfectly arched brows bump together in confusion, "Sunshine? What happened to princess?" You tilt your head to the side, trying to hide your growing smile at the nicknames he always seemed to come up with. 'Besides anything was better than mamas,' he remembered you saying when he dropped you off last.

A smug smirk casted his face, "I'll save sunshine for special occasions," he chuckled as he halted the dragging of his feet in the sand, taking in your appearance for the 5th time today.

His eyes roamed up and down your body as if you were a masterpiece in a museum— sacred and left untouched— only displayed for the world to see such perfection that God handcrafted himself.

〈𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑜𝑤〉

𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑣 ~

Catching his gaze, you push his shoulder playfully, "Whatchu lookin' at, Nu?" You joked, making his smile fade into a straight line.

You laugh at the little salty expression on his face which changed quickly when he came up with the perfect response.

He raised your chin with his slender finger, leaning in closer with your eyes staring directly into his. "I was looking at you, respectfully, if I'm being honest," he stated lowly with his words sounding smooth as silk, aiding to the already calm atmosphere the beach provided.

The way his words rolled off his tongue so effortlessly had thrown you off a bit. It was like he had been waiting to tell them all day.

Watching your mouth part open, he smirked at the reaction you let slip out, removing his finger from your chin.

He turned towards the white sand, taking his plaid flannel off—displaying his muscular athletic build through his fitted wife beater— before placing it on ground.

Letting out light grunts, he sat down beside his laid-out shirt. "Come and sit on my shirt Princess," he patted the spot next to him, "We wouldn't want you to get that pretty little dress of yours dirty now, would we?"

Thinking he had a point because your dress was too cute to get dirty, you waltzed over to sit on the spread-out shirt, kneeling and getting comfortable in your spot. Kiri did the same as he brought out his shiny chains that were tucked under his shirt.

He adjusted the gold-plated rope chain to his liking then stretched his muscular arm over your body, brushing up against your exposed back, causing small shivers to run up it.

"Anyways...," He tapped the side of your stomach, wanting you get closer to him. "How about we play a little game," he suggested as you scoot closer towards him, getting a whiff of his expensive cologne that smelled like vanilla, "Hmm, What kind of game?" You ask, looking over at him.

Shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, "I was thinking 21 questions," he gazed up at the ocean before turning his focus back to you. "So, we can.....y'know.....get to know each other n' stuff," he finished his statement, hoping you'd say yes so he could try to work his magic on you.

Narrowing your eyes at him, "Hmm...you definitely up to something, but if we playing, I go first, kay?"

"That's fine with me."

"Good, now hush so I can think" you stuck out your pointer finger and smushed it against his lips.

Kiri stuck out his tongue and licked your finger, causing you to shriek and rip your hand away. "Boy stop being nasty" you scolded, making him him chuckle a bit and stick his tongue out at you.

"What? you don't like my tongue?" he asked, making you frown in disgust, "No".

"Well, you'll get use to it eventually when I-" he put up the peace sign, flicking his tongue in between both of his fingers. You let out a low gasp and grabbed them, looking around to see if anyone saw him, "Nigga what are you on today?" You whisper yelled.

"Shiii I'm tryna be on yo- uh uh I don't even wanna know the rest," you said, cutting him off.

"Now stop distracting me so I can think," you wave him off, biting your lip as you look up at the sky, thinking of your question.

Letting out an "Ouu" sound signaling you had finally thought of a question, you turned back towards him, "What is your type?"

"That's easy....You," he responded with ease, taking no time to even think about his answer.

You rolled your eyes at his newfound boldness, like he wasn't just walking on eggshells around his uncle 30 minutes ago.

Nudging your shoulder lightly, Kiri had his first question ready, "So, what's is your type?"

"Hmm, probably someone nice"

Kiri furrowed his eyebrows at your answer. He felt like it was too simplistic for a girl like yourself. Even though he wasn't the relationship type, he knew a special girl when he seen one— and that type of girl happened to be sitting right beside him.

What he couldn't understand is why you felt like you had reduced your standards down to someone who was just...... nice.

You deserved more than nice, and he was going to prove it.

"Nice?" He turned his head, looking directly at you," I think you can do a lot better than that princess," he added with a certain serious side you haven't seen until now.

You nodded you head in agreement as you took the opportunity to examine his well brought out features.

Noticing the way his jaw was slightly clenched and how his Adam's apple bobbed with every swallow he took made zone out a little.

This however didn't go unnoticed by Kirishima, but he found it cute that you could get lost in him the same way he got lost in you.

Interrupting your gentle assault, he snapped his fingers in the air, "You gon keep eye fucking me or you gon ask me the next question?"

You furrowed your brows, "Sir you do it to me all the time, dont think I haven't noticed," you clap back, making his cocky smirk disappear as his cheeks burned a red hue. "That's exactly what I thought," you tapped the button of his nose, laughing, causing him to swat your hands away.

He turned his head away, burying it in his arm, "Just ask me the next question already," he muffled out, trying to clear his heated cheeks up.

Deciding he had been embarrassed enough today you went ahead and asked, "Fine, what feature of mine did you notice first?"

He brought his face out of his arm, poking your neck gently, "Your Birthmark" .

You rub your neck wondering what he could have found so fascinating about a birthmark—'it's just a birthmark,' you thought, but didn't linger on, trying to hear his next question.

"Ight time for the interesting questions," he clapped his hands together, rubbing them in sinister way, "You a virgin?"

Not even surprised this is what the game turned into, you simply answered the question, "No, you?"

"Nope" he said popping his "p".

He sat up from his slouched position before asking you the next question, "Do you prefer to give or receive?"

"Both actually" you answered, playing with your rings before you felt a cool hand running along your thigh in a teasing manner.

Kirishima hiked up your dress a bit as he trailed up your smooth skin, going higher and higher, causing your breath to hitch— 'Jesus take me to the king' you thought as he leaned in closer.

"Well, I'm a giver" he purred against your ear before removing his hand from your thigh, chuckling darkly cause he knew at that moment he had you right where he wanted you.

You couldn't even be mad at him— you had let your guard down for one second and he noticed, taking it into his advantage.

You had a slight attitude at Kiri as you felt your slit moisten from the tingling that erupted in your abdomen.

"That's good to know," you grumbled under your breath thinking he wouldn't hear you, but he did, "What was that?" He asked with a coy smile.

"Anyways on to my next question," you said completely ignoring him, "Have you ever slept with someone, then woke up the next day wishing you didn't?"

Shrugging his shoulders, "Yea, I kinda got drunk and she was my math teacher".

"Same but with my P.E. teacher," you replied nonchalantly.

Kiri's eyes grew wide as his mouth dropped open making a perfect "O" shape, "Wait, wait, wait, back the hell up" he exclaimed, turning your whole body towards his in one swift movement.

"Y/n I was playing, but you actually fucked yo coach?"

You busted out laughing, "Nigga no, if anything It would've been the chemistry teacher, that class was hard as fuck!" You joked, watching Kiri slap his hand over his chest in relief.

Now sitting facing each other you had your legs crossed over each other while Kiri had his bent with his arms resting on his knees.

Looking at how the sun contrasted against your smooth brown skin Kirishima found himself admiring you once again.

He couldn't help it— it was like he was trapped in a euphoric loophole every time he was in your presence.

He had only known you for two days, but damn how he'd wish it were more.

"Would you ever have a friends with benefits relationship?" He asked boldly, letting his thoughts slip from his lips.

Thinking his question was a part of the game you answered, "Depends on who the person is, what about you?"

Clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth as he thought about his answer, he released an exhale, "I'm thinking of starting one right now," he stated looking directly at you.

Catching onto what he was saying, your cheeks got hot as you tried to contain the tiny giddy feeling you felt in the pit of your stomach. You try to play it off by rubbing your shiny glossed lips together, peering at the orange-colored sky reflecting off the calming waves that crashed together softly.

Taking his finger and turning your chin towards him as he did earlier, "Princess..," he called out to you, using that sweet nickname you were growing accustomed to.

Staring at your plump lips then back up to your entrancing brown eyes, "Would you kiss me?" He asked forwardly with his finger still resting under your chin.

You felt a bit of boldness rush over you as you find yourself on your knees crawling towards him in a slow sensual manner.

Getting in between his legs, you put both of your arms beside his waist as you lowered yourself a little getting perfectly aligned with his lips.

Tilting your head, you start leaning in slowly with your lips puckered out along with his too.

You watched him close his eyes in anticipation, but you had a trick for him as your lips ghosted his, making him fall forward while you whispered, "No," into his ear.

He was in shock for a couple of seconds, he was this close to kissing you, but you just had to dub him like that.

Kiri had a salty looking expression on his face as he saw you laughing at his misfortune.

Smacking his lips, he rolled his eyes extra hard, turning his head away from you. "You laughing but I'll have you in love with me by the end of summer" he mumbled out, but loud enough for you to hear, causing you to let out a scoff, "Nigga please, it's the other way around".

"Oh really?" He crooks his neck to the side, "Yes really" you argued, tilting your head the same way he had his.

He brought his head back up, "Ight let's make a bet then" he proposed, folding his arms together.

"I'm listening," you said while glancing over your acrylic set, not entertaining his antics.

"Whoever falls first owes the other person....." he stated, making you shoot your gaze towards him—actually considering this bet.

(A/n: I have plans that I cannot reveal 😌)

You stay still for a moment after listening to Kirishima's proposal, which did sound promising after all.

Thinking why not, you both stuck your pinky's out—looping them together— agreeing to the terms of the bet.

(A/n: Lawd it's about to get nasty—Oop lemme hush😁)

𝑒𝑛𝑑~

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