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some local birds sighted during a walk down by the waterway.

tags: fem! reader, themes of jealousy, slightly nsfw.

college student+boyfriend! suguru thinks you don’t get jealous and he doesn’t really think much of it. sure, he wishes to see you in the act of claiming him as yours sometimes, but you’re all nice and kind smiles, never feeling threatened by other people when he has a hand on the small of your back as he leads you all the way inside his shared place with satoru where they’re hosting a party. he knows it’s a good sign, it means that he makes you feel secure enough.

but suguru also knows that you’re not that big on pda, and neither is he. sweet cheek kisses or small pecks and of course tight hugs are the farthest you’d do in public—not because you are ashamed of him, but because you just feel more comfortable being touchy and loving on him without any prying eyes.

…he’s a little confused right now.

he watches as you make your way towards him on the couch where he is sitting with a manspread. the music is blaring through the speakers and he’s barely focusing on anyone but you (while occasionally making sure drunk satoru doesn’t stand too close to the aquarium and spills it or worse, swallows a fish). so when you sit down, throw your exposed legs over his thigh and rest your head on his shoulder, his hand right twitches whilst his other rests on one of your knees—he knows what to do, but he usually does it behind closed doors.

you don’t say a single word, eyes fixated on the clear liquid in your red disposable cup before pressing your lips to the rim. he sees your eyes travel up and they fixate on something—or rather someone and suddenly, you go from throwing your legs over his thigh to straight up sitting on it with your arms around his neck, and the confusion on his face shifts into a look of surprise.

his hands instinctively grab your waist, pull you closer on his lap and he sees that you look away from the person towards him and the annoyance on your face is replaced with something a lot softer, a lot more gentle—he prefers this look on you anyway.

you lean towards him and press a loving kiss to his cheek, very close to his lips but never touching them before your thumb goes towards his face to wipe the excess lipstick off his skin.

“what’s on your mind?” his voice is low and the music is way too loud, but you’re used to the volume of his voice and you simply shake your head.

“nothing much. I like your outfit.”

“it’s basic,” he chuckles. it is true, he is only wearing a white t-shirt and black sweatpants but you furrow your eyebrows and grab his jaw with your hand.

“I like it,” you whisper. your eyes are raking all over his body and suguru’s lips twitch, trying to suppress the little grin.

“you wanna kiss me,” he says as a matter of fact, never in a cocky way and your lips don’t part in shock, nor does your face turn red in embarrassment. your eyes simply flicker from his lips up towards his eyes and then back towards his awaiting lips.

“I wanna kiss you,”

“you wanna kiss me or you wanna make out with me?” he asks to make sure that you really want to do this in public—in front of other people and again, your eyes flicker towards someone in the crowd and you choose to be careful when giving a verbal response.

“kiss…” you trail with your words, eyes lingering on his lips and his thumbs draw comforting circles on your skin. you’re wearing a thin dress, one that could easily be discarded if he were to take this up to his room and leave satoru near the aquarium or worse, near the stove where he can start a fire. but you clearly want something—your body’s burning up and there’s a fire of lust and… possessiveness in your eyes and he can tell that you don’t like feeling this way.

“then kiss me,” suguru gives you the green light and you lean down towards him, hot breath brushing against his lips. he doesn’t smell alcohol, so clearly you’re well aware of what you’re doing.

your lips hover over his before gently pressing against his upper lip, then his lower. you’re pecking him repeatedly, and with each press of your lips it gets more intense. you’re releasing all of the pent up tension from whatever had you this frustrated and it shows in how your grip on his jaw tightens just a tad bit. with a need to prove something.

suguru stops you before you could push your tongue past his lips and the low, very soft whine that leaves you when he gently disconnects your lips from his almost turns him feral. his hands hold your face and his thumbs gently caress your hot cheeks.

“I think you’ve made enough of a point,” you don’t pretend to be confused, you knew your boyfriend was blessed with great emotional intelligence and could read you like a book. you see his eyes trail behind you with a knowing smile and your head turns slightly to the side to eye the person who kept ogling your boyfriend since the beginning of the party.

you heard them talk with their friends about how handsome he was, and you were very much okay with it because it was true. suguru was breathtaking—but hearing them talk about how they should shoot their shot, how he looks like a treat, a piece of candy ready to be unwrapped—you felt ashamed to be feeling jealous. but you were seething, and had your cup not been full, you would’ve crushed it with your hand.

you relax on top of suguru, cheek pressed to his forehead as you pull him closer to you and don’t say a single word. until you feel something poke at your thigh and he hears you chuckle.

“that got you hard?”

“you’re fucking hot when you’re jealous.”

note: very self indulgent. i love college student suguru and his best friend satoru who gets wild when he drinks one beer.