47 | Remember

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I dragged myself awake as something ran through my hair repeatedly. I didn't remember going to sleep.

"Hey. You awake?"

I hummed in recognition at Shoutos voice, quickly registering I was laying on him. Now I remembered. After my friends had gone home, I'd invited Shouto to watch movies with me in my room, and somewhere along the way, I must have fallen asleep.

"You are. The movie is over."

I sighed slightly and forced myself to wake up the last bit. My breath didn't taste bad, I must not have been asleep for a long time. "I'll switch it." I mumbled.

Shouto chuckled. "Just relax for a minute."

"But it's over." I reminded him as I blinked up at him.

He casually brushed my hair out of my face. "Yeah, I know. But you're warm."

I laughed. Shouto was weird, usually it was the girls insisting on staying because the guy was warm. "That's only because I'm wearing your jacket. If I wasn't, I'd probably be cold." I reasoned.

He hummed softly and pressed his face into my hair. "Then borrow my stuff more often so you're not cold."

"I don't want you to be cold though." I whined. Shouto smelled nice, like, really nice. I really didn't want to move, but I enjoyed teasing Shouto, he always made it fun.

"I can regulate my own body temperature." He reminded me softly. "And anyway, you look adorable in my clothes."

I blushed, hiding my face in his chest. "Thats unfair." I mumbled. Shouto laughed.

"I guess. You should wear it to school on Monday, it'd be nice to see you wearing it when I pick you up."

I shook my head. "Dress code Shouto, I can't wear it."

"That's a shame. I like it when people know you're with me." He sighed. "However, it means only I get to see you looking this adorable so I'm not too upset."

I puffed out my cheeks, "you're being mean." I turned my head away as he laughed, debating actually getting up and just changing the movie.

"Emiko..."

I turned my attention back to him, tilting my head slightly. "Yeah Shouto?"

He wordlessly responded, pressing his lips against mine while pushing my hair out of my face. I closed my eyes, shifting so I could kiss him back easier. Shouto's tongue grazed my lip, and I allowed him access, enjoying the feeling of him in my mouth. If Shouto knew how to do nothing else he knew how to kiss.

I tilted my head, feeling his hand trail up my side as our tongues swirled together. I inhaled sharply as Shouto suddenly twisted, flipping us and pinning me against my bed. His chest was pressed against mine as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, knotting one of my hands in his hair.

Shouto pulled back only long enough for a quick breath before he plunged his tongue back into my mouth, pressing me flush against his body.

I moaned softly as his cold hand brushed my bare side, trailing up a few inches before stopping. Instead, he trailed his mouth down my cheek to nibble on the shell of my ear, making me shiver as he proceeded to blow cold air over it. I felt him smirk before placing his mouth back over mine.

I relished in the feeling surging through me, warm, fluttery, ecstatic. As we made out on my bed my lower regions began to grow heated, and I unconsciously rubbed my legs together, my face burning as I realize what my body wanted. It wanted it, but I didn't. I did not want that as young as we were.

Shouto didn't notice as he continued kissing me, gagging me with his tongue.

When we broke away it wasn't because either of us chose to, it was more of a quick scramble as we heard my uncle downstairs. My door was cracked, which is the only reason we heard him.

My cheeks were dark red as I ducked my head, trying to quiet my panting. I could hear Shouto doing the same next to me.

He spoke first. "That was...a little heated." He murmured.

I nodded, flashing a shy smile in his direction as I set to fixing my hair in the dark. I didn't want to speak, I didn't trust my voice.

"I probably should head home, I'll go out your window so Present Mic doesn't know I stayed so late."

I stood quickly after him. "Umm, is that safe?" I asked nervously. He flashed a grin at me.

"Probably one of the safest things I've done in a while. Definitely safer than making out with a heroes niece while he's in the house."

My face flushed even more and I shoved Shouto slightly. "Just go, before I call him up myself." Shouto laughed quietly and opened my window, swinging his legs over so he was sitting on my windowsill. I grabbed his arm, "Shouto?"

He turned his head to look at me, his heterochromatic eyes examined mine for only a second before I placed my lips over his, drawing out the kiss passionately. I pulled back with a slight smile.

"Sleep well okay?"

Shouto smiled slightly, our faces only inches apart. "I wouldn't consider disappointing you." He promised, kissing me once more before dropping out the window. I watched him for a few seconds with a slight smile before hearing my uncle.

I scrambled back to my bed and slipped under my covers moments before he walked into my room.

"Emiko? Oh, you're asleep." He clicked off my tv. "Goodnight..."


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