bellattawrites

[bellattawrites]

darling dearest

pairing: hitoshi shinso x fem!reader - Y/n, L/n

rating: SFW, 16+, mentioned sex

cw: swearing, suggestive comments, implied sex,

fluff, enemies to lovers, college AU

word count: 1.6k

The sun began setting down on downtown Tokyo. Y/n made her way to the dorms after her final class of the day. She was exhausted and still had so much work she needed to finish.

College was really wearing Y/n out.

She took her keycard from her backpack and pressed it against the sensor. The door opened and she made her way to the shoe locker.

After changing out her shoes, Y/n walked towards the elevator. The door opened as she moved her hand to press the button.

“Yikes, you should’ve taken the stairs.” said a daunting voice.

Y/n turned to see the last person she wanted to ever see. Hitoshi Shinso, a student in the same year. They met in high school and constantly quarreled over things most might consider stupid. To be truthful, neither of them really knew if their arguments were even worth the trouble.

But one thing they both knew for sure was that they did not like each other.

“Right, because if I had taken the stairs I would’ve been able to avoid your ugly ass face. Move.” Y/n said harshly. 

Shinso rolled his eyes and scoffed at the woman standing in front of him. 

“You talk like you’re in charge of the elevator, L/n. Maybe I don’t want to move. Take the stairs, looks like you could use it.” Shinso said. 

Y/n sighed and pressed the button for the other elevator, choosing to completely ignore Shinso. He frowned and exited the elevator. Shinso wanted a reaction that she had decided not the give him.

“You gonna say something?” he asked. Y/n smirked and slipped by him into the elevator he had just left. 

She raised a hand and waved to him with a smirk.

“Goodbye.” she said as the doors began to close.

Once she left his view, Shinso scowled and turned on his heel. 

“That bitch.” he muttered under his breath before walking out of the building.

***

The next night, Y/n and her friends walked into the club by the campus. After a long week of classes and endless studying, she felt like she deserved a night off.

The inside of a nightclub in Tokyo was a seemingly surreal experience. The lights flashed and the bass drowned out the faint sounds of hoots and hollers. Y/n began thriving off of the disorientation and began dancing to the music. 

She turned her head to the right in search for her friend, but instead saw something she wasn’t ready to see. 

Y/n wasn’t even aware that she wasn’t prepared to see what was taking place.

A girl with luscious long legs, gorgeous honey-colored hair, and a body that many would consider irresistible danced on someone with a familiar face. His typically unruly purple hair hair  had fallen and clung to the sides of his face. The hands that Y/n had unknowingly noticed so many times tugged on the girl’s hips as she grinded into him.

Y/n felt sick. The undescribably wonderous feeling from before turned into panic. She rushed off of the dance floor and towards the door as fast as she could 

“Y/n! Wait!” her friend called after her.

Y/n didn’t stop at the sound of her friend’s voice. As soon as she reached the door, she kicked open the door and stumbled outside. She disregarded the people in line and the bouncer watching as she fell to her knees and gasped for air.

A tight feeling took over her chest and she closed her eyes to attempt to breathe properly again.

“God, you look pitiful on the ground like that.” 

Y/n’s eyes opened wide and she turned her head to see Shinso and the girl. One of his hands rested on her hip and the other laid by his side. 

“Your eyeliner is running, Sweetie.” the girl said in a mocking tone. Y/n looked down at their feet and sighed. 

“Are you just going to sit there mocking me, Shinso? Don’t you have something better to do?” Y/n said as she motioned to the girl. 

Shinso’s eyes changed from a malicious glare to a concerned gaze. Sure he had made fun of Y/n in the past, but she usually came back with a retort. It was unlike her to not fire an insult back. 

“She’s right, come on.” the girl said, now clinging to him. Y/n had stood up and straightened out her dress already, returning to her usual stance.

Shinso followed the girl away from the club, but couldn’t shake the thought of Y/n hopelessly kneeling on the ground. 

He hated this feeling. He felt like shit.

Guilt coursed through his veins for the rest of the night. 

Shinso kept thinking about Y/n.

***

The following week was an uneventful one. Y/n had gone about her week doing the usual things. Classes, studying, and extra work had consumed her schedule. 

But something unusual that she had noticed was that she hadn’t had a notable encounter with Shinso.

When they crossed paths outside of the dorm building, he didn’t respond to her insult. He simply rolled his eyes and walked away. Y/n knew this was because of what happened outside the club.

She knew that the encounter probably stuck with Shinso as much as it stuck with her.

Y/n had no intention to admit why she had reacted so severely to seeing Shinso grind with a random girl. She figured it was better to ignore and suppress whatever the hell she was feeling instead of going through the painstaking process of facing her her emotions.

But she seemed to completely disregard her plan to suppress her feelings when she saw Shinso exiting the elevator she was approaching.

“Hey!” she yelled. 

Shinso cursed under his breath and turned to face Y/n.

“What?” he asked in an annoyed tone.

“Why won’t you be an asshole to me? Ever since you saw me fucked up outside the club, you won’t hurl insults at me.” Y/n said.

“Do you want me to be an asshole to you?” Shinso asked. 

Y/n raised her shoulders frustrated. “I don’t know!” she slightly yelled.

Shinso scoffed. “Okay well what do you want?” he asked while slightly raising his voice.

“I don’t know what I want, Shinso. It’s just strange for you to not be an ass.” Y/n said. 

Shinso chuckled for a second before squinting at Y/n. 

“You must be out of your damn mind! I stop being rude to you after I see you upset and you get mad about it? You’re literally insane!” Shinso said.

“I don’t need you to pity me, I don’t need you to feel like you have to be nice to me. I’m not weak, Shinso!” she said. 

“So you want me to be a jerk as if I never saw you upset. I’ve never seen you like that, I don’t even know what made you that upset!” he said. 

Y/n stood there and just looked at him for a moment. She didn’t know what to say. It wasn’t like she could just explain it to him.

“Forget I said anything. I’m going upstairs.” she said. 

Y/n walked into the elevator and disappeared from Shinso’s sight. He sighed and looked at the door the the stairwell. 

It was honestly such a bad idea to do what he was thinking about doing. Facing the feelings he had been having since high school was a god awful idea. He wasn’t good enough to deserve someone like Y/n. That’s why he did what he could to make her dislike him.

But at this point, Shinso couldn’t help himself.

***

The elevator door opened and Y/n took a step forward. She was suddenly grabbed by the wrists and pulled forward before her body pressed into someone else’s/

She was met with purple eyes that stared deep into her own. Nerves began to course through her body and her breathing became irregular.

“You annoy the fuck out of me, you know that?” Shinso said both softly and aggressively at the same time. 

Y/n took a moment to process what he said.

“Yeah, I do it on purpose.” she said.

The fronts of their bodies were still pressed together and their faces were only inches apart. Both of them waited for the other to do something, do anything.

“You’re really gonna make me do it?” Shinso asked.

Y/n smirked and her eyes thinned.

“Yup.” she said.

Shinso rolled his eyes and sighed.

“Tch. Fuck you.” he said. 

He then violently smashed his lips onto hers, and she immediately returned the kiss back. Their lips continued to move in sync more and more aggressively. Y/n’s hands moved up to Shinso’s hair and his hands moved to hold onto her hips.

Y/n pulled away and the separation of their lips made a popping sound.

“Yeah, this is a hallway, follow me.” she said.

Y/n grabbed Shinso’s wrist and dragged him down the hall to a door. She unlocked it with a keycard and cracked the door open.

“Wait, are you sure?” Shinso asked.

Y/n turned around and devilishly smirked at him.

“Yes.”

***

Y/n’s eyes fluttered open the next morning only to be met with the sight of someone’s very bruised neck.

Extremely bruised neck.

She then realized what she had done.

Who was in the bed.

And that neither she, or Shinso were not wearing clothes.

“Good morning, Darling Dearest.” grumbled Shinso. His morning voice caught Y/n off guard. She then realized that she was curled into him and resting on his arm.

“We weren’t drunk?” she asked as many of last night’s memories came flooding back.

“Nope. We were angry though.” Shinso said.

Y/n did remember that part. The absolutely aggressive angry sex was basically unforgettable.

“I thought you hated me?” Y/n asked as she tilted Shinso’s head down.

Their eyes met once more.

“Things change.” he said with a grin.

“You’re cute when you don’t want to admit things out loud. Just say you love me already.” Y/n said as she buried her face into his chest. 

Shinso sighed and wrapped his arms tighter around Y/n.

“I love you.”

“Yeah yeah, I love you too.”