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“you want me to come to your house? what's the occasion?” you asked in quite a bit of shock. the truth is, he's never really invited people over, usually they'd just barge into his house unannounced which, once you think about it, is just plain old rude.
“it's okay if you dont want to, I just wanted to talk there.” he replied telepathically, sighing and walking off before feeling you grab his arm.
“woah woah woah, that wasn't what I meant, honestly.. only an idiot would turn that offer down” you chuckled, looking up at him with a close eyed smile. Kusuo's temperature heightened phenomenally, causing him to use cryokinesis to cool himself down.
he nodded, leading you to his house in silence. it wasn't a bad thing though, the quietness was calming.. at least for you it was.
usually during your walks you liked talking to him about different things. lets say you were more of a talkative type, you weren't even thinking about anything in particular, which made him overthink.
maybe this was a bad idea, maybe inviting you over was too fast or too soon—
“we're here.” he mumbled telepathically, gesturing for you to go inside. you obliged, knocking on the door as you heard rushing footsteps.
as the door swung open, you could see a short woman with shoulder length black hair on the other side, of course you've met her before in a previous part of the story but lets not talk about specifics.
“oh! [reader]! how wonderful it is to see you again!” Kurumi squeaked, putting her hands together in excitement.
you two slipped past Kusuo's enthusiastic mother, sometimes you wonder how they're related.
you entered his room, watching as he slowly closed the door with a hint of hesitation in his eyes. you sat on his bed, watching him join you, the same hesitation in his eyes.
“...d-do you want—” Kusuo stuttered. jeez he didn't expect this to be so hard.
“hmm? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you Saiki” you were quite suspicious of his odd behaviour but you decided not to pry, he admired your willingness to not stick your nose into other people's business, even if it was the bare minimum.
“a drink. o-or something to eat.” shit. his question came out a bit forceful.
“oh! hm... no thanks, I'm not usually hungry or thirsty at this time of day, thank you though!” you replied, giving him a goofy grin, accompanied by a swift thumbs up which made his heart flutter and his thoughts go hundred miles an hour.
but your answer wasn't necessarily a good one, now he had nothing to talk to you about, to build the conversation with. maybe you could play some games? did the two of you receive any homework today—? no. he had to do it. he'd been practicing this for months now, he can do this. he's sure of it. romance might confuse Saiki at times, but he had to say something before this perfect chance is gone!
“have you ever had a crush before— or uh whatever.” he huffed, telepathically of course. you were quite taken aback with this question that seemingly came out of nowhere.
you smiled— no smirked. you smirked at him, and god was he not prepared for it.
“me? well no, i dont get crushes. at least.. not often.” you paused, this time he couldn't read your thoughts, as if you just flipped a switch and he lost his power to read your mind.
“what about you? you got one? oh and dont say Teruhashi” you added, watching his eyebrows mush together. you let out a light chuckle at the action, as if he was offended that you would even think that he had a crush on her. “ouch, not a fan, Pinky?”.
Pinky? now that really got him, your tone of voice, the nickname, the small smirk that grew bigger the longer you looked at him, just— everything. he really had to use his cryokenisis now. he nodded, a small “i do” entering your head. wait, he did?
“wait you do??” you stammered, looking at him with an obviously amused expression on your face.
he nodded once again, but slower, more hesitant this time “no way, who?” you said, voice barely over a whisper. you realised the way his fingers fidgeted with his nail beds before you mentally slapped yourself in the face.
“wait- no that sounded wrong, you dont have to say it if you dont want to. I wont pry, honest.” you said in a calm-ish voice, setting your hand next to him, only to accidentally graze it against his. what a cliche.
he shook his head, sighing a bit. its now or never, he had to tell you.
“It—”
he stopped himself for a second before continuing. with his voice.
“It— I-It's.. you.” he stammered, voice a bit hoarse as it hasnt been used in quite some time.
you didnt really process the answer at first, simply staring at him with blank eyes. you watched as a light pink blush, flush across his cheeks, on the tip of his nose, all the way to the tip of his ears. then you realised.
“h-huh?” you squeaked, you thought maybe, this was some sort of prank? a joke? a ruse? but his next action proved you otherwise.
he connected his lips with your own, he didnt know the first thing about kissing, and it was painfully obvious.
he released, squeezing his eyes shut as he looked away from you. channelling his inner(who am i kidding, outer) tsundere.
you werent having it though, you slipped his glasses off and put your hand on the back of his neck, pulling him in to a proper, more passionate kiss in which he reciprocated. he leaned in more, causing you to shift so you could sit on his pillow, grabbing the headboard. your tongue flicked against his bottom lip, he opened his mouth a fraction before feeling your tongue enter without hesitation. you sucked on his tongue, drawing small noises from him. Saiki too had to shift his seating position as now he sat on your lap. he whined into the kiss. this is not what younger him would've expected his 16 year old self to be doing, french kissing his classmate. but.. he wasn't complaining, neither were you.
the both of you pulled away panting. a string of drool connecting the two of you. he didnt even realise his glasses being gone until he realised everything was a bit blurry, and the green tint he was so used to, now gone. his eyes widened, immediately shutting them a second later.
a completely fine and un-petrified you watched as he scurried his hand across the bed, hurriedly trying to find his glasses as he repeatedly whispered the word shit.
you kissed the top of his head, slowly holding his hand. holding it up, you kissed his palm. he stilled, surely you'd be turned to stone by now?
“hey you okay Saiki? sorry, I didnt know you were against people taking off your glasses, I just thought that you would feel uncomfortable wearing this during our--- uh, yeah—” you held up his glasses that you discarded to your side, handing it to him apologetically. he softly replied with an “its okay” before slipping them on, blinking a couple of times.
his gaze remained on the mattress, not bothering to look up at you.
You gently put a finger under his chin, pushing it up so you could look into his eyes. due to his glasses slipping down his nose a bit, you could see the breathtaking shade of violet you've ever seen. he was beautiful.
you leaned in, connecting your lips with his, he hesitantly wrapped his arms around your neck, feeling you slowly deepen the kiss, your tongues swirling against each other hungrily.
you were too in the moment to realise before hearing his door swing open, the two of you turned simultaneously as you saw Saiki's mother at the door with the most happiest of faces. “my little Ku has a lover! I'm so happy, please treat my Ku right okay? oh and make sure you stay protected—”
“mom, we dont need to use that, wait what exactly were you thinking? anyways, could you knock next time, please. and dont tell dad” Kusuo sighed, feeling you bury your face into the crook of his neck in embarrassment. she nodded and left the room, well not before flashing him a thumbs up before she closed the door.
his gaze was turned back to you as slowly he realised you were embracing his torso, sucking small hickeys into the pale skin of his neck. he breathed out shakily, playing with your hair while embracing you, as well as crossing his legs in your lap. he'd never felt so happy, so loved in a romantic way.
you gently held onto his sides, massaging them up and down. “I-I love you so much. I've loved you for so long now, please g-go out with me.. ” he stuttered abruptly. you chuckled, cupping his cheeks you looked up at him, a goofy smile plastered across your face.
“now.. how can I say no to that, Kusuo?”