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Today was the day. You woke up feeling blissfully rested after a productive week, and for a couple of seconds, you thought you had nothing important on your schedule, so maybe it would be a day of rotting in bed, reading fanfics and just taking care of yourself. Those seconds did not last long, because you had a very real and very important social event today, and at that realisation, you jumped up in your small bed like someone had tasered you.
“Oh shit. It’s today!” – you said as your hands rested on your covers for emotional support.
Today was indeed the day when you would meet Reo’s team. And while he said not all of them would hang out at his place, you could tell that he was half lying. Considering the size of his apartment, his whole team could fit there and after Nagi said “Everyone wants to meet you, prepare yourself” in that typical monotone of his, you felt like you were going to war or something. Sure, you could tell half of his teammates were normal-ish guys. But the rest? You could tell they probably had rabies or did crack for breakfast. But Reo had looked at you with those big purple eyes of his, and even if his weirdly tiny eyebrows weren’t exactly your type, you had, over the past week realised you were mildly infatuated with Reo, so you couldn’t go back on your word.
Besides, you knew it would be fun. But at the same time, you couldn’t help but feel like this really seemed like one of those “taking your significant half to meet your friends” type of gathering, and it made you feel a bit weird.
You had yet to take some time to properly think about your feelings for Reo. Mostly because you were hoping that half of that feeling was just a withdrawal symptom after having lived with Reo and being so close to him. So maybe, you would realize you were just great friends who shared a weird hardship at some point and you could go on with your life, being his n1 fan and watch him date a Victoria model and have the successful soccer player life he worked so hard for….
You frowned. Why were you making yourself sad on purpose? You huffed. You had better things to do, actually, you had much more important things to do. Like raving through your closet in search for a nice outfit for the night, which took you two hours and five existential crises. You also had to get your make-up done because, sure, you weren’t trying to hook up with any of his teammates, but you wanted to look nice! For yourself! And okay sure, because deepdown, somewhere inside of you you wanted Reo to see you look nicer than usual. Yeahhhh, you were down bad, but ultimately, you wanted to feel pretty for your own sake, otherwise, you wouldn’t have spent 30 minutes doing your eyeliner, because even if you liked Reo romantically, no man was worth 30 minutes in front of a mirror just to get two fucking lines of black to be symmetrical. Not even your fictional anime crush was worth that, only you!
The good thing about being back in your body was that now you could actually talk to your friends like a normal person, and your sole confidant wasn’t Nagi. Poor guy, he too must have suffered when you and Reo were switched. Now your best friend was always a phone call away, and they were here to help. Or to try, at least.
“Just confess at once Y/N.” – They said after seeing how fine you were looking. There was a poorly contained laugh after your name was pronounced. You would eventually get back at them, for this, you told yourself.
“Can we not go over there, please?” you said with your arms open weirdly, trying to get more consistent feedback on how your outfit looked. You weren’t dressed up to go to the club since it was just a house party, but you had picked one of your favourite tops, and your jeans were shaping your legs nicely. You looked great, you know you did.
“Sure sure, sorry.” – They said, shaking their head, obviously mocking your denial. “If it doesn’t work out with Reo, you can totally bag one of his mates looking like that girl!”
“Wow, thanks!” you returned with irony.
You kept on chatting about random things until it was time for you to head out. As the time passed, you started feeling more nervous, but you knew that once Reo picked you up, you would calm down and start worrying about the real challenge: Not glaring at Barou the whole night.
Reo was sweating like he had run 10 laps and played 4 Blue Lock Vs U20 games. He woke up from a weird nightmare he couldn’t remember anymore, and for his demise, his weird habit of turning to the side of the bed where she slept had yet to go away. With a long and heavy, defeated huff, he turned back to face the ceiling as his hand lingered on her side. Maybe if he changed to a smaller bed, this feeling would go away. He had tried so hard not to think of her whenever his body demanded a release that fapping was starting to haunt him a bit.
The guilt from all these things that were tangling around his chest was eating him alive, and he hadn’t talked about it with Nagi yet, mostly because he was dreading the smirk his best friend would give him. He was conflicted because he felt like desiring his dear friend felt like soiling the bond they had created over that weird body swap thing. And Reo could barely fill one hand with genuine friendships with women! He felt burdened by most of the women that befriended him because there was always something extra there, some waiting to see if he would touch them when alcohol was around, some hope that his career and/or money would help them out, or just a chance to get laid with the famous Mikage Reo.
But she was different, their friendship was different, the way she looked at him after they switched was so precious to him that he felt like a criminal just from remembering he had touched her boob at some point! He couldn’t remember ever being so nervous about liking someone, and that was showing. He had dated many people, but never had he felt like he, Mikage Fucking Reo, smart, handsome, and overly capable of pretty much everything, would feel so incompetent in his life.
But he would have to think about that latter, because the catering team for tonight's party was at his door, and so was the cleaning team. So he got up, looked at himself in the mirror and allowed himself 30 seconds to miss her facial features, her neck, her collarbones, and the way she made his voice sound when she said “good morning.”. 30 seconds later, he was dressing up and putting up a gentle smile for the staff that entered his house to prepare for the chaotic event his teammates had somehow brough upon him.
Nagi loved romance. He could not resist a good romcom or one of those cute anime where the MCs would almost faint after holding hands. He could also never say no to that story where his bestest friend in the whole world was head over heels for the girl who was living in his body until a couple of weeks ago. It was like living on the set of a movie he knew he would love, especially because he knew how it was gonna end. He knew she liked Reo too, it was quite obviously plastered over her face whenever they hung out together, but as a mere spectator, Nagi was just eating his metaphorical popcorn as he watched those two fall for each other in the cutest way possible. Nagi couldn’t wait for the party, for her to meet the idiots on his team, and for all of his teammates to witness Reo being in love with her. Because he was pretty damn sure Reo wouldn’t be able to hide his feelings once she entered the house, not when batshit crazy Shidou and absurdly charming Yukimiya would be there.
“Nagi, we might need more popcorn” – he heard Reo say from the living room.
Nagi smiled because, yes, maybe they would need even more popcorn for the upcoming night.
“I’ll ask Isagi to bring more.” – he said as he texted his teammate.
As the good friend he was, Nagi was used to helping Reo with his parties because he got to munch on everything before everyone else got there.
“Hey!” – he heard Reo call again, making him turn to him. “How do I look?” – Reo asked with a shy smile on his face.
“Was there a dress code that I don’t remember?” – Nagi asked, pretty sure there wasn’t.
“N-no. Just felt like dressing nice since, hum, you know….” – Reo started but couldn’t finish because he did not know what he could say to make himself make sense.
Nagi tried. He TRIED his best not to, but he ended up letting a knowing “fuh” escape him, and at that, Reo blushed furiously and ran to his room.
“Never mind! I always look great anyway!” – he heard Reo say as he stomped away.
Nagi sure hoped Isagi brought all the popcorn he could find, because tonight was going to be amazingly fun.
“Just picked up the board games, will pick you up in 10” . Was what the text Reo sent you read.
10 minutes to the party. Or to meet Reo at least. Had you overdressed yourself? Reo said dress whatever you felt like, but since there were actual models going, you didn’t want to go on your pj’s. But taking another look at yourself in the mirror, maybe you had overdone it a bit. Oh well, there was nothing to do now, so you lay in bed as you waited for Reo to arrive.
You took a deep breath, as you thought it wasn’t that serious. You were sure everyone would be friendly and welcoming of you, and you were sure things with Reo would be normal, no heart skipping a beat at his smile, or your mind wandering off whenever you looked at his lips for a second too long. Nop, none of that. You were excited to see Reo in his natural habitat, one thing was Reo and Nagi together, another would probably be him mingling with his bat shit teammates. You guessed he would probably the adult figure, but part of you hoped you could see him let loose too.
Reo texted you while you were thinking about him, and since you were too busy daydreaming about that goal he dedicated to you during the friendly match, he opted for ringing your doorbell, startling the shit out of you.
“AH! COMING!” – you said as you jumped from your bed, scurrying to the door from the anxiety-inducing sound of your doorbell.
You opened the door and saw Reo, this time not entirely unannounced, and looking handsome as always. You did notice he did something to his hair, was that wax you saw on the side? It wasn’t as formal as when you had to push your hair slightly back when you were in his body, but it looked so good.
“H-hi! You didn’t reply so I came up.” – Reo said with a smile. You would’ve noticed his smile was a bit shaken, but you were too busy gulping down the infatuated sigh that got stuck in your tongue.
“Did you fancy your hair up? It looks so good!” – you said immediately bringing your hand up to turn his face and see his hair better.
“Why of course,” – he said with a ginger smile. “This is the Team meets Y/N event after all, I should dress up a bit, right?” – he teased, making the lump in your throat disappear immediately.
“Funny you mention that, I too did something special for today!” – You said, joining in, as you blinked exaggeratedly so he would notice your eyeliner and eye make-up.
“Oh? We do share one braincell, don’t we?” – he said as he got closer to inspect your work of art. You closed your eyes but made sure to wiggle your eyebrows as a smile spread on your face.
You hummed in approval, but before you could open your eyes, Reo’s thumb crossed over your cheek. It was such a light touch you weren’t sure it wasn't just your imagination pranking you, but he quickly took an audible step back and spoke.
“You look stunning Y/N, which might be a problem since some of those guys are fucked in the head.” – he started the compliment with such a gentle tone that you had to laugh at how worried he sounded by the end of it.
“If they don’t behave, I’ll just smack them, don’t you worry.” – You said as you picked your bag and jacket and prepared to step outside with your keys in hand.
Reo laughed. “Yeah, that’s exactly what I am worried about. I stocked on a first aid kit, just in case,” – he joked with a light elbow to your side.
Reo was honestly feeling super excited about the party. When was the last time he got to introduce someone so special to him to his teammates? At some point most of his close friendships became almost exclusively with members of Blue Lock. It was easier since they all understood what it took to be dedicated to soccer. So for the first time in many years, Reo was connecting two worlds of his. He couldn’t wait to see how she would deal with Isagi or Bachira, and was even curious about her finally meeting Barou in her own body. Something told him they would get along. And he was terribly worried about Shindou weirding her out, so he would have to keep an eye on her.
He also wasn’t expecting her to look like that when she opened the door. Or to immediately compliment him on his hair. He really was going through all the stages of falling in love with her, but all at once. But Reo was a gentleman, so he did his best to objectively observe her eye makeup instead of pulling her in for a kiss. He could have done it. His thumb could have touched her cheek and found solace on her neck, his body could have pressed against hers, one hand on her hip, his lips on hers, his breath mixed with hers, and he could close the door behind them and not go to the party at all. The things he could do to her if she let him, if she wanted him to. He could show her how good of a kisser he actually was, he was rusty when they did it the first time, and desperate the second. But if only she let him, he would swallow her breath, her gasps, her moans, her-
“Reo?”- she called, violently yanking him from his thoughts.
“Yes?”- he said as he shook his head to hopefully replace all that yearning with sanity and reason.
“Wake up, we’re here!” – she said in excitement. He looked outside and realised they were indeed at his apartment. It was time.
“Just to make sure you know,”- he started, looking at her and fixing his eyes on hers. “You don’t have to stay until late, I will take you home at any time you want, and if they’re too much, please tell me immediately, okay?”- he said, his voice spilling with care. No one in his team was a bad person, but their eccentric personalities could be a bit too much sometimes, so he wanted to make sure she wouldn’t be uncomfortable.
She nodded with a smile. “Yes boss!”
And to that, Reo couldn’t help but smile back as he said, “Good Girl.”
And so they entered his apartment, where half of his team was already eating and making a shit ton of noise.
The night was going to be long, but also very fun!
“Everyone quiet! She’s here! Y/N’s here!”
Was all you could hear while Reo unlocked his door and started to take off his shoes. Well, that did make you feel important, but also a tad bit nervous.
You laughed as you heard a bunch of voices saying “Oh shit!” and “where?” and when you stepped into the living room after Reo, everyone went silent.
You looked at Reo in panic, urging him to do something, say something! So he did as soon as he put the board games on top of the centre table.
“Guys, I told you to not make it awkward, come on.”- he said with a defeated smile as he shook his head. He then immediately walked to your side, cleared his throat with his closed hand in front of his mouth, and said.
“Guys, this is my friend Y/N. Y/N These are my teammates.”
You nervously lifted your hand into a small wave, not used to having all those eyes on you. Would they stay like that for a while, scanning you as if you were trying to steal their friend away? They did not, as the guy who you recalled being Isagi slowly walked up to you.
“Hi Y/N, it’s nice to meet you. Thank you for helping out, Reo, he said you were there for him when things were bad,”- he said with a ginger smile, and you could tell he was a sweet soul.
“Oh-oh, well we helped each other actually, he was also there for me, so no need to thank me.” – you said, almost blushing. You knew Reo said you met at the clinic, suggesting you both suffered from the same medical condition for a month, so you tried being as vague as you could, even if Isagi’s heartwarming gesture made you want to confide in him easily.
Isagi nodded in approval, and then Bachira, with his yellow hair and bright smile,e jumped in on the conversation.
“We wanted to give you something as a thank you gift, so here!” – he said as he bounced with a small paper bag in his hand.
Your eyes opened in surprise. A what now? Why were these guys giving you a gift? You looked at Reo in confusion, but his face was just as confused as yours, telling you he didn’t know.
“It’s nothing much really, but we hope you like it. Thanks again for helping our teammate!”- Isagi continued, as Bachira extended his hand for you to take the bag, which you did.
You were trying your best not to blush but by now your face was as red as a tomato. You truly were not expecting such a gesture, especially from people you didn’t even know yet. It warmed your heart to know that Reo had such precious people by his side. All those times he talked about them, you knew they were special, but now you knew exactly why.
The gift was a simple-looking pen in pastel tones of purple. The ink was a deep purple, and it had glitter too. You laughed immediately at the pun since it was the exact same color as Reo’s hair and eyes.
“Reo said you will go back to your home country next year, so that way you can always remember him, and us!” – Bachira added with a smile as he leaned on Isagi.
Your cheeks were pulling so tightly in your face that it was hard to even speak, but amidst a red face and laughter that showed you were not expecting any of that, you managed to thank them as you held the pen against your chest and smiled at everyone in the room.
You then looked at Reo, who had his hand over his mouth and nose, as if trying to hide his smile.
“Alright, let’s eat, guys, we have three board games to try tonight!” – Reo said as he clapped to get everyone’s attention. To that everyone gathered at the table, where Gagamaru, a tall yet gentle giant-looking guy, was already munching on some sandwiches.
You gathered at the table, starving and excited to try the fancy food Reo had ordered. Everyone began chattering and eating, but before you could decide on what to try first, Nagi popped up on your sid,e making you feel a bit more at ease.
“Try that one, it’s the most expensive” – he said, pointing to some tiny toasts with fancy stuff on top. It was indeed good, so you snacked a bit as you chatted with Nagi, and Tabito quickly took the chance to introduce himself.
The start of the night went smoothly and comfortably. Everyone was eating, drinking and chatting so you felt quite comfortable, that was until Shindou who had already chugged down half a bottle of god knows what decided to talk to you. He was a bit extra, but he actually made good conversation about your major, so you ended up renewing your opinion about him. He even asked what eyeshadow palete you were using, so you sort of connected over make up too.
Reo would perish before he would ever admit it, but he was mentally squealing like a kid when he saw his buddies gift her a pen that was purple like his hair and eyes. Sure, it was just a pen and she would probably not use it that much since it was gliterry and all but, that was HIS hair colour right there! Hah, take that imaginary and non-existent competitors for Y/N’s love and affection! He should bring in more beer; his teammates were the best, really. Even Shindou, whom he watched very attentively made her laugh, so Reo was on cloud 9 as he saw how they got along with her.
He had began drinking a while ago, but he was pacing himself because he had to take care of her if she needed him, and also because he had a feeling she would get shitfaced due to the terrible influence his friends could be sometimes. Still, the beers he had downed were gently whispering things to him by now. Like “It’s almost like you’re introducing your girlfriend to the team, isn’t it?” or “Gotta love it when your friends get along with the girl you like, heh?”. But for now Reo was managing to shoo those feelings away just fine. He just wanted everyone to have fun, and for her to be comfortable.
So when the time to play board games came, he almost teleported to her side, because they were most definitely teaming up to beat everyone else down.
The first game was Ekipas, and the teams were the following: Reo and You, Bachira and Isagi, Kunigami and Chigiri, Nagi and Barou, because those two formed an oddly balanced team according to Reo, and the rest of the guys opted out of that game.
It was her first time playing, so Reo only said “Let's focus on thinking about the same thing, okay?” to which she nodded with her eyebrows very furrowed. She looked absolutely adorable, all focused and ready to win the game.
The game was absolutely chaotic. It started simple and peaceful, with Isagi and Bachira showing how in synch they were, Kunigami being a complete fool and missing what everyone else around had already caught on, and you and Reo having a great start. But then Nagi and Barou almost started a fight, and it just made everyone start thinking of weird things, as the alcohol started going away, so did your drawing skills. Some rounds passed, and you and Reo were, to the surprise of everyone but Nagi, winning due to your so-called “shared braincell”. Every time you got the answer right, you would high-five so hard your hand was hurting. Eventually, everyone started joining in the weird celebrations, with Titanic poses, chest bumps, and soon the real game was forgotten. Everyone joined in pairs to compete on the “Who has the most dangerous celebratory high five” show. Shindou decided to be the MC. By then, you were happily drunk, and so was almost everyone around you. You met Yukimiya, the handsome model, when you took a water break, and damn, he was one beautiful guy, very kind too.
When you returned to the lively competition, it had somehow turned into a arm wrestle match, with the winners of the previous competition long forgotten and fewer brain cells rolling around the room. You opted out of this one, you were not about to arm wrestle soccer players, but you sure wanted to see who would win, so you grabbed a bottle and leaned against the wall, watching them.
“Not joining?” – Kunigami asked as he leaned against the wall next to you with a smile.
“Oh, don’t wanna make the boys cry.” – you joked.
Kunigami seemed to be the one who was drinking less out of all of them. Probably to take care of them if necessary you thought. What a nice guy. He laughed and offered his bottle to toast against yours, which you gladly accepted.
“I know everyone already thanked you for helping out Reo.” – he started, looking at him. Reo was behind Nagi hyping him up with loud claps, as Nagi was about to arm wrestle Barou. Yeah, that was gonna be a bad match. – “But he seems so happy ever since he came back, I think it’s because of you.”- he said matter of factly, not taking his eyes off them. Nagi was now trying his best not to lose his arm.
You didn’t know what to say to that. You were pretty sure Reo was just overly happy about not seeing his career and life go down the drain because of the body swap, but you didn’t know him before that, so you couldn’t tell if he was just regular happy or mega happy. And thinking that you made him happiER felt kinda….nice? You took a minute to look at him. Even with alcohol in your blood, you were aware of everything around you. Of Reo, how he had tied his hair in preparation for his turn at the arm wrestle, how he had a tshirt on showing his lean arms, how his eyes seemed a tad darker now that he was tipsy, how his tiny eyebrows danced around his forehead as he laughed, cheered and threw himself to the sofa in distress when nagi lost against Barou. Reo was truly a beautiful person. Your eyes lingered a bit more on him, but you quickly realised you were just staring at him while still talking to Kunigami.
You cleared your throat and looked at him in hopes of continuing the conversation, but only found him smiling knowingly at you, almost like an older brother who knew what his sister was up to in her mind.
“Maybe it’s mutual, hum?” – he said with a smile as he let his hand rest on your head. It was heavier than you thought, so your neck gave in slightly, making you look like one of those dolls with shaky heads. He then took another sip of his drink and went back to them, pulling the sleeve of his t-shirt all the way to his shoulder, as it was his turn to arm wrestle Barou.
You took the chance to go to the toilet, you needed to take a break from all the fun and process the moment you just had.
Reo was having so much fun he could cry. He always had a blast when the guys came over, and from all the things he could do with his money, getting food and drinks for everyone to enjoy themselves in the comfort of his place was one of the best. But adding Y/N to the fun? He could literally cry of joy. Not only were they doing amazing at the Ekipas game, probably thanks to their need to pretend to be each other for a month, she was getting along perfectly well with everyone. It was almost like they had known her for ages, and he was delighted to see her laugh so much. He tried keeping an eye on her constantly, but he eventually got so focused on the arm wrestle event that when he came to his senses, she was nowhere to be seen. She was probably at the toilet, he thought, but he still decided to check for her around the house, only finding his shier teammates doing less crazy things. Frowning after not finding her, he got his phone out to text her a quick “You good? Where are you?” just to be sure.
Then, he was called because it was his turn to arm wrestle Tabito, and he was going to win. He sat down at the table, huffing through his nose as he got a thousand shakes and taps on his back from god knows who. But as they were getting ready to start, Tabito spoke.
“Ya know, I think I fucked my elbow against Raichi. I call in a substitute.”- he said with the alcohol making his Kansai accent even stronger. A couple more beers and no one would understand half of what he said.
The crowd booed, and someone asked who would be the substitute. Tabito looked around, his head spinning and nearly falling off his neck as he pointed to every single face he saw. But he ended up pointing at her.
“Y/N! I choose you as my substitute!” – he announced with a nearly hysterical laugh at the end.
Everyone looked at her in disbelief, as if the gods had chosen their champion and she was now sentenced to fight a war.
Reo was obviously about to say something about it, but then he looked at her face and he could feel a chill going up and down his spine.
He had made sure she was comfortable the whole night, yes, but he forgot to make sure she didn’t turn into a crazy drunk who, for some unknown reason, thought she could win against him in an arm wrestle. By the look of her face and the creepy fucking smile on her gorgeous lips, Reo knew that champion was about to wipe the floor with his arm, even if he was physically stronger than her.
“Sure Tabito, let me win this for you.” – she said as she walked up to the table with a smile that was scaring Reo a bit. She pat Tabito in the head like he was a cat or a dog, and he immediately got up and left with the sneakiest smile on his face, giving Reo a wink. Reo took a mental note to kill Tabito next time he saw him. The bastard knew what he was doing.
But alas, Reo was also feeling really strong due to the alcohol, so he got up, and as she stood in front of him, he did an exaggerated bow with his wrist rolling far too much, and when she stretched her hand to him, Reo’s brain made a teeny tiny processing error and assumed she wanted a kiss instead of a handshake. So, in front of the whole team, Reo kissed the back of her hand. He wasn’t trying to woo her or anything, but his affection ended up making the kiss a second longer than necessary, and it made her blush. It also made everyone contain a smile, because at this point it was obvious Reo liked her, his teammates knew him too well for that to escape their radars, and even Barou rolled his eyes.
As he let her soft hand go, they sat down, eyes on each other, and Reo was about to say something to tease her, but Shindou decided to once again be the Mc of the unsanctioned event and started introducing them as if they were actual wrestlers.
“On the left we have the purple boy, rich, smart and one hell of a copycat! The Chameleon, the guy who does it all annoyingly well, Mikage Reoooo!” – he shouted with a wine bottle as a mic, getting a round of applause from everyone, and making Reo stand once more to flex his arms. “And on the right, the beautiful but deadly champion, called in to replace our pet crow and to grace us with fun facts about anime characters(yes, by then she had let her weeb side out and shared facts about the favourite snacks of all the Ace of Diamond Characters) we have Y/NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!” earning an ever louder applause with some of the guys shouting her name and rooting for her.
“I’m betting on Y/N!”- Bachira said as he stood behind her and put his hands on her shoulders to shake her a bit.
You did not know why Tabito had picked you to arm wrestle Reo when it was clear you wouldn’t win, but you were never one to back down from a challenge, and right now holding hands with Reo sounded like something you would greatly enjoy. You had stopped drinking, feeling like you were at the right level of drunkness and therefore it was time to enjoy the buzz and let it go before the night ended, so for your last trick as a happy drunk you decided to accept the challenge. Sure, you almost chocked on your own saliva as Reo kissed your hand, and you would’ve noticed the funny faces Nagi and Barou did at that if you weren’t too busy trying to stay sane. His lips felt soft against your skin, and you sort of wanted to see how they would feel against your neck too. But once again, Shindou’s voice brought you back from hornyland as he introduced you, and before you could focus on which arm to use for the wrestle, Bachira popped on your back and began shaking you and hyping you.
Shindou signalled for you and Reo to get in position, so you scooched to Reo, but immediately felt like you were uncomfortable.
“Wait wait.”- You said as you created some distance from the table. It was far too hot for you to be wearing all your layers, and you knew Reo was gonna make you sweat so youquickly peeled your shirt off, feeling immediately more comfortable with your tank top. Isagi, a gentleman as always, took your shirt and folded it somewhere, and you then turned back to the table, ready to ruin your arm.
Only then did you notice how drunk Reo must have been, because he was RED. He could compete with a tomato with the way his face was burning up. Was he okay? You had never seen him drunk before, but aside from looking like he was about to pass out, he looked as handsome as ever. You noticed some beads of sweat running down his neck and quickly reprimanded yourself for feeling your insides heat up. Focus, Y/N! You gotta win, Bachira is betting on you! You told yourself.
You joined your hands again, getting as close to the table as you possibly could. The closer the better, you thought, that way you could stare at Reo all nig-
“Are you ready?” – Shindou asked as he grabbed both of your hands with his, his touch cold in comparison to Reo’s hand that was as hot and sweaty as yours.
“Always.”- you said with a laugh, trying to look confident enough so that Reo would give up because you knew you could not win this!
“Bring it on”- he said with tease overflowing from his tone, his smile the most debauched thing you had ever seen in your life and when Shindou said “go!” as he released your hands, you were so pissed at his handsomeness you immediately gathered all your strength and tried to turn his arm. Maybe the alcohol had given you super strength, and you could actually make it, right?
She was so cute. Reo thought as he immediately stopped her adorable attempt at actually winning. He knew she would try to quickly turn his arm, so Reo, feeling a little mischievous, just held her arm in place, as he enjoyed her try-hard face. Should he be teasing her like this? No, but he would worry about that later. He started laughing as he noticed everyone sided with her.
“Rude” – he heard her say amidst her efforts, and he laughed as he looked at her face. She was getting redder by the minute from the physical effort, and Reo was about to take pity on her until she said his name like a prayer, a plea of mercy and Reo, like the mere mortal he was, had to relax his arm to give her a break. A break that lasted a whole two seconds before he decided to put her misery to an end as he turned her arm down as gently as he could, ending their match.
“Noooo Y/NNNN”- Bachira shouted in defeat as he let himself fall to his knees.
He was going to say something as he laughed, the pure joy running through his system, but then she joined Bachira on the floor, the two of them acting like the world had ended. He let her be since she and Bachira seemed to have clicked on their weird performance, and he didn’t even have time to say anything to her, because the next arm wrestler was already sitting where she was, and Reo had to defend his title now.
The party eventually calmed down, there was no more alcohol, and sleepiness had started to get to them. Some were napping at random corners of the house, and some were already sobering up a lot. Reo was discussing something about soccer with Kunigami and Chigiri on the sofa when she joined them, Bachira and Isagi behind her as they had just finished another board game with Hiyori, Nagi, and Nikko. Reo made space for her right by his side on the sofa, which she immediately occupied as she handed him a bottle of Pocari. He noticed she hadn’t put her shirt back on, so he stretched his hand behind the sofa in search of a blanket and in a much more sober state now, he continued his conversation as he stretched the blanket around her shoulders. The sleepy smile she gave him made his poor heart skip a beat. Then it skipped another when she got closer to him and leaned on his arm, but Reo was trying to keep his head cool and continue the conversation. She eventually found a comfortable position where most of her weight was against him, and while Reo wanted to offer to take her some since she seemed sleepy as hell, he allowed himself to be selfish and stay like that a while longer. He could take her home even if she fell asleep, he thought.
Reo never took her home because he ended up falling asleep on the sofa with her. He couldn’t remember what it was that one of the guys wanted to show them on the TV, but it was late and they were all tired, so everyone became silent as they tried to watch it and he's pretty sure they all fell asleep at some point.
Nagi was having a blast. Of all the game nights Reo had done so far, this one was proving to be the most entertaining one. Just by the sheer amount of infatuated looks Reo and Y/N gave each other without knowing the feeling was totally mutual, Nagi felt like he wouldn’t need to read any shoujo manga for months to come. He was satiated. And so were the guys, honestly. Everyone had already discussed how Reo was head over wheels for her even before they met her. It’s not that they didn’t believe Reo when he said “It’s not like that, I swear.”, they just saw the way Reo’s eyes twinkled when he talked about her, and it took most of them a couple of minutes of seeing them together to understand they were at least horny for each other. Reo would get so much shit from this, but before that, they sure hoped one of them confessed or something, because it was painful to watch those two undress each other with their eyes.
So when Y/N cuddles up by Reo’s side on the sofa, Kunigami pressed his lips together as he contained a smile and looked at Chigiri, who gave him a “I will call the taxi.” look. They could always stay over, they knew, but this time around they wanted to give them space. Not in a “House is clear to fuck” way, just for them to be alone. Even Barou was dying to leave, but he had Nagi annoying the shit out of him to stay a bit longer. So when Nagi woke up around 5 AM and noticed everyone who was left had yet to leave, he woke up Barou, Isagi, and Bachira, and asked them for help.
“Let’s take them to bed and leave,”- He said. Reo’s bed was huge after all, it didn’t have to mean anything if they dropped them both asleep on the same bed. Nagi had it all figured out. And besides, they had been sleeping on the same bed for a while, even if it was before they switched back.
They carefully and comically peeled Reo’s arm from her shoulders, but not before snapping a picture of the two of them, sleeping soundly with their heads close. As for Reo, Isagi and Bachira were probably gonna drop him and cause him extra brain damage, so Barou slapped Bachira’s hands as he swiftly picked him up and took him to the bedroom. Someone had to take a picture of that because, Barou? Helping out? What did they put in the drinks? And Nagi, although not as bulky as Barou, picked Y/N up and, with the help of Isagi and Bachira, gently laid her down on the bed. Bachira made sure to cover them up with blankets, and then, happy with the safety distance they had dropped the bodies at, they left the apartment.
You woke up on what your body somehow recognised as Reo’s bed. When did you go to bed? To sleep even? You could remember the sofa, but you were so sleepy by then, all you could recall was Reo’s body heat as you sat by his side. The blanked he had spread around your back was now covering you, and once you opened your eyes to actually see where everyone else was, you saw Reo. Your heart did a happy flip, but he was so goddamn far from you! You let a displeased groan as you sat up and the silence told you everyone else was either gone or sleeping like the dead. Only Reo’s steady breathing and your heartbeat could be heard. You needed to sleep too; it was impossibly late, and soon the sun would start to rise. You grabbed a bottle of water that was smartly left by the bed and chugged it down all at once. You were parched after all that drinking, and so was Reo, you assumed. You should let him sleep, but he wasn’t nice enough to let you win the arm wrestle, so you nudged him awake.
He whined as he blinked twice, silently grabbing the water bottle and finishing it as fast as you did.
“Thanks,”- he said as he turned to face you in the bed. Now you were much closer to him and you were already lying down from the exhaustion. You just hummed in response, too tired to speak. And then, to your surprise, Reo stretched his hand to you as if urging you to get closer. You didn't even hesitate, you scooched closer, your shins touching his, and your hand resting on top of his. He grabbed it and pulled you even closer, your upper bodies now close enough that you could fell his body heat seep into yours. Your eyes were open, but his weren’t, so the only one blushing at the proximity was you.
But you knew Reo didn’t see you that way, that this was just the tenderness from the body swap times acting up. You had held hands before, you had hugged in your sleep, hell, you even fell asleep hugging when you were in his body! You knew that was the only reason behind this moment, so you let yourself feel the warmth behind it, even if it slightly bruised your heart. You both fell asleep once again in each other’s arms.
Reo woke up because his brilliant ass friends had forgotten to close the blinds, so as the sun began to rise, the luminosity shook him up. He found himself tangled in her, their legs intertwined, and her face impossibly close. His face remained expressionless, but his heart tightened. She was sound asleep, with her makeup still on, which was terrible for her skin, he thought. The sun wasn’t shining yet, but the red hues of its rising lit her up in such an ephemeral way, Reo could no longer deny it: He was in love with her. And he knew it was more than a crush and physical attraction because his favourite thing about her was easily her weird laugh and the awful faces she made when telling stories. His hand caressed her cheek lightly, like he had done the night before when he picked her up.
His touch must not have been as light as he thought because she stirred up and opened her eyes for a second, making Reo freeze in fear of being too close for her comfort. He wasn’t even sure she saw him, she had closed her eyes again but it made him self-aware of her personal space and how he did not want to overstep. Sure, his heart and body were begging him to grab her and pull her so close they became one, but would she like that? Would she like him? Did she like him? It all came down to that and Reo honestly couldn’t recall the last time he stressed this much about being liked back. That was probably because everyone he ever had an interest in always liked him back, but he was suddenly not so confident when it came to her. His train of thought was cut short as she snuggled up even closer to him in a hug. Her head was now resting against his chest, and her body had glued itself to his like a koala in a branch.
Reo’s romantic dilemma quickly turned into a physical attraction tragedy. She was too close! Too goddamn close to him, and he could feel himself grow a boner if he didn’t put up some distance immediately. He was only human!
You could hear Reo’s heartbeat after you got even closer to him. It wasn’t very steady, but it brought you comfort and solace, and you told yourself you wouldn’t violate his personal space like this ever again without at least asking him first. This time, however, your selfishness won, likely due to the small cut you had one-sidedly left on your heart when you told yourself Reo did not see you like that. You would apologise if he pushed you away, or if he mentioned this was too much. But he didn’t. His heartbeat fastened even more, and when you unglued your face from his chest to check if he was okay, you found his face a mere inch away from yours, your lips practically touching if not for the awkward angle of both your heads.
Time stopped. Reo’s hand moved, but not to cup your face like you had daydreamed before. It grabbed your hand instead, and he spoke. You could barely hear him, his voice was so low and sounded so guarded, so scared that you almost missed his words.
“How’s your arm?” – he asked as his fingers gently caressed over the arm you used to arm wrestle him.
You smiled at him, quickly recalling your match. “It’s okay.”- you said, finding your throat sore after all the laughing and talking you did.
“yeah?” – he said as his fingers now picked up on your hand, giving you goosebumps and awakening something warmer in your lower belly. He then kissed the back of your hand, just like he did before your match and maybe you were dreaming? Because why the fuck would he do that, why did he turn your palm to him and kiss it too, why did he close his eyes as he did it, making him look like one of those manga panels where the mmc looks like he's about to kiss or devour someone? You gulped down in confusion, your heartbeat noisy in your chest, your throat, and in your fingertips.
You wanted to reply to him, say “Yeah buddy, all good, ready for another round, hahah!” but instead you let out a desperate gasp, one that begged him to kiss you, to take you, to do something else than to shower your fucking hand with stuff your lips were far more suited for! But all you managed was a breathless “Reo”. It halted him, with your hand leaning on his face, and since your hand was already there, you grabbed his face, steadying yourself physically and emotionally.
Reo was burning. Not just his body but his mind as well. Because he had thrown away reason as soon as he brought up her hand to his mouth for a kiss, and then another, and then he thought about how delicious her skin would feel under his tongue, but it seemed like he had forgotten who he was dealing with, because when she called his name out of breath, Reo did not expect her to pull his face towards hers.
She didn’t kiss him. He didn’t kiss her. They stopped a breath away from each other, quick looks that asked for permission exchanged in seconds, because none of them wanted to do this alone. He didn’t want to steal a kiss from her and ruin things, and it seemed like it was the same for her. Seconds passed, maybe 30, maybe 60, he didn’t know. His heart was practically jumping out of his ribcage, and he was undeniably hard, too.
And then, with her eyebrows pressed together, she closed her eyes and moved. Reo met her halfway, and they finally kissed. This time, they weren’t trying to switch back, or to show the other who the best kisser was, they were also not counting on the kiss to save their lives from imminent disgrace, they simply kissed in the gentlest touch of lips either of them could remember and that was almost enough to convey their feelings to each other.
So they tried again after looking at each other once again, in silence, asking for permission again, just in case one of them changed their minds halfway through. But how could they, when they had both been plagued by these feelings for weeks now?
“I-I like you Y/N.”- he said, not really afraid anymore, or doubting his worth.
She kissed him again, her hand going to the back of his head and gently tugging at his hair as her hips pressed against his. Jesus, Reo was not expecting that as a reply to his confession. He contained a groan of pleasure at her tugging but still sighed into the kiss.
“And I like you Reo.” – she finally said, looking elated and like she was glowing thanks to the sunlight that grew brighter by the minute. So they kissed again, this time with fervour and confidence, since there was no doubt that their feelings were mutual anymore. He grabbed her hips, his hands sneaking under her tank top, and the contact with her bare skin made soft sighs leave her mouth amidst their kisses. Her leg that was already hooked over his hip pulled him in further, leaving no space between his hard-on and her belly, and immediately making Reo hiss in pleasure.
Even if his body was ready, he wasn’t sure he was emotionally prepared for the intensity of the humping that initiated there and then. It was almost too much, the way her breath mixed with his whenever they took a break for air, the way her hand kept deliciously tugging at his hair, and actually, it was too much. Reo had to stop or he was going to come in his pants. In a quick motion, he rolled on top of her, pinning her arms gently down the bed, right above her head. Now the sunlight was shining on her and Reo was fucking doomed if this was what she looked like when she was turned on. All breathless and blushing, biting her lip and eyeing him curiously. He noted a glint of challenge in her eyes, as if asking what he would do next.
Reo laughed at the challenge. He was fucking doomed.
You would love to stop and mentally analyse how perfect the first non-tactical kiss with Reo felt, but currently, there were some urgent matters you had to address no matter what. Like the way Reo was hard for you, the way he felt against you as you humped against him like you had no shame. You didn’t, not when you had Reo’s hands on your skin after he had confessed he liked you. The second urgent matter was that he liked you just like you liked him, which was a huge win for you. No more feeling weird about wanting to kiss him or jump him at random moments. Now you could do all the things to him that had been simmering in your mind over the past couple of weeks. It was hard, you know, reading all that anime smut and reader inserts without letting yourself fantasise about them being with you and Reo…But seeing as Reo wanted you as much as you wanted him, that too would be solved quickly. Or maybe not.
Reo pinned you to the bed and while you tried your very best not to tease him, your face must’ve given it away because he returned a smile that made you melt even further. You were going to say something, but then he kissed your nose, cutting the tension with a sweet moment as he spoke.
“Before we continue, there’s one thing I need to confess,”- he said with a more serious face.
You mimicked his expression, showing that you were listening, and sat up now that he had released your arms. But you couldn’t help but tease him again, so you asked, “What, did you fap to me? Is that it?”- you finished with a snicker that made him blush all over again and cover his face in shame. You were right, and you couldn’t even be mad about it, he was too cute.
“No…Well yes, but that’s not it….”- he said, turning his face away from you, gathering up strength again.
You held his hand and gave him a kiss, just like he had been doing for the past couple of hours.
“Then what?” – you asked, no tease in your voice now.
Reo took a deep breath, and you accompanied the rise and fall of his head and shoulders.
“I touched your boob once by accident,” – he stated, looking at you, and seeing as you didn’t have any big reaction, he continued. “I swear it wasn’t on purpose, and I had no intention to touch your body. I just realized what I did after my hand was there, and I’ve felt bad about it ever since. I’m sorry.”- he spoke really fast and finished with a typical Japanese bow, his head on the mattress.
Well, you weren’t expecting that sort of confession amidst a make-out session, but you could tell how it made sense that he told you that before you went any further. You knew Reo wasn’t a pervert, so it didn’t really bother you. You also had dirty thoughts and got boners when you took a good look at his hands once, so you knew how it could happen without any ulterior motive. It didn’t mean you wouldn’t tease him about it, though.
“With which hand?”- you asked, crossing your arms as if you were still trying to decide whether that was a serious offence or not.
Reo looked up at you in confusion, not sure how that was relevant, but after looking at his palms in panic, he lifted his right hand.
“Give it here”- you said with fake annoyance in your voice, enjoying how apologetic he was sounding. He obeyed, expecting a slap on the hand or something like that.
Reo was ready to lose his hand as punishment for his crime. And considering he was a soccer player, he figured that he could manage life like that. So he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the slap that she was obviously gonna give him, like when a cat was trying to steal food and got a tap on their paw. What he wasn’t expecting was for her to bring his hand to her fucking boob! His boner, which was sort of calming down due to the seriousness of the situation, jumped up when he opened his eyes and saw her teasing face as she held his hand against her chest. Sure, it was over her top, and she had a bra on, but if that wasn’t a green light for him to devour her, he didn’t know what could be.
So he did what he had been dying to do, he said fuck it to taking it slow and shut her annoyingly gorgeous laugh with a kiss right as he yanked her tank top down her chest. The fabric stretched and she yelped in surprise, but he didn’t care. This was her doing. He slipped his tongue in her mouth, meeting hers immediately and pulled on the straps of her tank top. To hell with her clothing, he needed to taste her skin. It was cute how quickly the tables turned because her arms got kind of stuck on the top that was now hanging around her hips, and the sounds she made when his hands touched her back and her boob were so good that Reo prayed that they were alone and that his friends were not all sleeping in his living room. Her moans were for his ears only; he didn’t like to share.
He did help her out of the top properly, not regretting it one bit when her hands instantly flew around his neck, one tugging at his hair again, which by now he was starting to recognise as something she really liked to do, and one to scratch at his shoulder. He had to be careful with her because if he didn’t focus next thing he would see would be her on top of him, and while he would love that moving forward, he wanted to worship her.
So, putting her down on the bed, he broke the kiss and started kissing her neck, her collarbones, her shoulders, every single inch that he could. He was obviously a tease, so he skipped her nipples on purpose, earning a frustrated huff and a harder tug at his hair, but he continued kissing down her navel until he reached her jeans.
You looked at Reo as he paused, his hands on your hips; you could tell he was hot because his palms were scalding your skin even above the fabric of your jeans. He gave you a look, asking for permission and you, feeling a bit shy all of a sudden, nodded as you covered your face, snickering a bit from the stress of the situation. Not bad stress, tho! Not at all, it was just that your heart was about to blow up and your skin felt hot where Reo had kissed you. But you wanted him, his touch,h and your skin was raging against your jeans because it too wanted to feel his warm hands on it.
You helped yourself out of your jeans, Reo’s hands helping you tug at them, and to your surprise and relief, he didn’t take your underwear altogether with the jeans. Phew! You weren’t sure if you were ready to be fully naked in one go. He also got rid of your tank top that had been stuck at your waist, so it was just you, your panties and a fully clothed Reo? Wait. Oh hell no. So you sat up, Reo’s eyebrows lifting in emergency mode, probably thinking you had changed your mind or something like that, so you spoke.
“I wanna feel you too.”- you said and your voice sounded more like a plea than like the demand you were making. Your hands demanded that he undressed tho, as you lifted his t-shirt up, immediately making him lift his arms to take It off. That was better, now his beautiful torso, the one you had seen every day for a month but never touched out of respect, was all yours. You touched his chest, his abs, and pulled him for a kiss, almost going to heaven when his skin was pressed against yours. He was so hot. Both metaphorically and temperature-wise. Your heartbeat could almost turn into a single one from how closely pressed your bodies were, and you could once more feel how hard he was pressed against you. You briefly charged up some courage, because you wanted to touch him, but if you recalled correctly, it had been far too long since you had fooled around with a guy, did you even know how to touch a dick anymore?
To your surprise, Reo stopped your hand before it got close enough to draw a moan from him. He grabbed it gently and put it on his chest.
“I really want you to touch me Y/N.”- he stated with an emphasis on the “really”. “But right now I will fucking die if I don’t touch you.”- he said, and he almost looked like he was in pain, his tiny eyebrows adding to his desperation.
“Oh.” – you said totally not expecting him to say that. You blushed again, not knowing Reo could talk like this. Sure, you knew he could be a sweet talker if he wanted to, his natural charm was proof of that, but damn. You did not want him to die, so naturally, you agreed to his nonverbal proposal.
“In that case, don’t let me stop you.”- you said, your voice finally reaching the seductive tone you had been trying to use. You lay down, biting on your finger as you lifted your legs together, resting your foot on Reo’s hand, giving him the green light.
You should’ve known Reo was good in bed. There was no point in being surprised when he lifted your foot up and kissed your ankle, then your shin, then your knee, your thigh, outer, inner, your hip bone, the logo on your underwear. Each kiss was accompanied by his flat hand on your other leg, and the anticipation of his actual touch on your sex was starting to make you fidgety, which he noticed.
Your heart went up to your throat and got violently stuck there when his fingers grazed the hem of your underwear. His face found yours, now back on top of you, purple eyes studying yours as his nose gently touched yours. He gave you a gentle kiss on your forehead, so tender and full of love, you whimpered at the sweetness of it.
Your breathing sped up as his fingers finalfuckingly sneaked underneath your undies, his finger finally touching your sensitive labia, and you trembled as a shiver went up your spine. He smiled, clearly containing a laugh, but you couldn’t even focus on that because he started moving his fingers up and down, almost no pressure, but that was enough to keep you moaning and whimpering, your hands grabbing onto his arm for purchase.
“Oh god, Reo.” – you said between breathy moans. And he just smiled at you, eyes never leaving your face as if he was studying and memorising every single way your face twisted in pleasure.
Then his fingers started adding pressure, exploring your folds more, occasionally saying hi to your sensitive bud. You almost flinched at the direct stimulation there, your eyes not knowing where to focus because his face was too gorgeous, his expression too curious and so you closed your eyes, hoping that the darkness wouldn’t overwhelm you as much.
Reo did not like her closing her eyes. He wanted to see the way they looked at him in almost panic, filled with pleasure, and how pleading she looked when he grazed over her clit.
“Y/N, open your eyes please.” – he said in a tone of demand. The please was there just because. He wasn’t actually asking.
When she didn’t, he laughed a bit, lifting the pressure from her sex as punishment and receiving a disapproving whine in return. “Let me look at you. You’re so pretty,” – he cooed as his hand kept moving. “Yeah?”- he added, adoring how easy it was to tease her. Her beautiful eyes opened slowly, looking at him all sparkly and shy. Fuck, he was going to lose himself when they fucked, he just knew it. But for now, he just wanted her to feel good, it was too late/ early for them to be up without proper sleep, so he would be satisfied if he could make her come on his hand. So he resumed his movements, gracing her with a faster pace, immediately dragging her voice out, louder and more desperate than before.
“Good girl.” – he praised, not even sure if that was turning her on more or not. He was just happy that she obliged.
And then, with no warning whatsoever, one of his fingers moved to her entrance. He had been teasing it before, gathering her wetness and using it as lube to tease her folds, but now that he could feel her hole gaping in anticipation, he finally let a finger in. Her moan was divine, and his dick was practically bursting from the need to bury himself there, but he just kept ripping moans from her as his finger kept pushing in, his other hand stimulating her clit at the same time. Soon, one finger turned into two and Reo’s smile rippled over his face when he finally curled his fingers upwards inside of her.
The yelp she let out, the way her hips lifted in despair, it all made Reo impossibly in love with her. It was such a contrast to her bossy and bumpy personality how honest she was when his fingers were fucking her wet cunt and pressing on her clit at the same time. He absolutely loved it. She kept calling his name amidst her moans, and now that he was kneeling between her legs, she could no longer grab onto him. Poor thing, he thought.
So, and since Reo was a very nice guy who was impossibly in love with her, he returned to his previous position, hovering over her, and instead of using two hands, he used his thumb to touch her clit as his fingers kept pistoning in and out of her, at an angle that he hoped was good enough to make her cum. Faces close once again, he trained his eyes on her again, her eyes closed again, probably trying to chase that release that was imminent from the pitch in her moans.
“Will you come for me Y/N?” – he asked, his breath also rushed now. His voice was almost a whisper, but she heard him well.
The choked sob that left her lips made him kiss her, and the kiss only made her moan more, her whimpers spilling on his lips, and Reo swallowed them all hungrily. His hand was starting to cramp, but once again, he didn’t need hands to play soccer so he pushed through, his fingers thrusting faster and faster and making her whole body shake. He was a bit sad that she didn’t reply but he could live with that, considering she could barely form a word anymore. She was close to cumming and Reo needed to see, hear and feel that as closely as possible.
Your orgasm was so close that you were seeing stars, planets and a whole new solar system from how good everything felt. Your eyes were barely open but you wanted to see Reo as you came, after all it was his blissful hand that was fucking your cunt so fast, and his thumb that was abusing your clit so well. He even asked if you would come for him, which obviously you were about to but the best you could do was call his name, over and over again. Until you felt the hurl of pleasure start to hit you, your voice pitching and your body stiffening. You grabbed onto his back, nails digging into his back and pulling a groan from his mouth that was now right by your ear. You came with his name on your lips and his hand on your cunt, still moving, milking the waves of pleasure that washed over you, one by one, his other hand now caressing your face and wiping away the tears that formed from your pleasure, and then he kissed your head, prompting you to close your eyes.
“You’re so beautiful.” – he said with his voice now back to the sweet tone you were used to. “You are so perfect, gosh, what am I gonna do with you?” – he said as he pressed kisses on your shoulders and chest.
You wanted to reply to him, but the wave of exhaustion that washed over you was so strong that you had to make an inhumane effort to stay awake.
“It’s okay, get some sleep.” – he said, noticing you were fighting to stay awake.
“But…” you started, trying to find the words. You wanted to continue, to touch him too! Not because it felt unfair, but because you were horny for him and because you wanted to see what his face would look like when he came from your rusty but otherwise positively rated bed skills!
“I’ll fuck you in the morning, okay?” – he said with a laugh. Could he read your thoughts, you wondered once again.
“You better.” – you said with your eyes already closed, not sure if his promise was a dream or not.
And then you fell asleep.
Yeah, yeah, Reo knows what you’re thinking, dear reader. He too wanted to fuck her and put an end to their horny misery, but he could tell she was tired and he would rather wait some more hours for their first time to be less tired and more fun. So, after taking care of himself in the bathroom, he washed his hands, wiped her thighs clean and went to sleep. He was honestly feeling like this could all be a dream, so he cuddled up with her and kissed her hair before he too fell asleep.
They both slept 10 whole hours, waking up way past lunchtime. When he opened his eyes, she was still in his embrace, her make-up now ruined from their previous administrations. Shit, he should wake her up because he wouldn’t hear the end of it if her skin got irritated later.
He nudged her a bit, earning a soft groan. And when she opened her eyes, he suddenly felt all shy. What if she changed her mind while she slept, and she didn’t like him after all? Should he double-check?
“Reo.” – she called, eyes piercing through him.
“y-yes?”- he replied too fast with a stutter.
“I might be in love with you.” – she said, nothing but honesty plastered on her face. “I’m not sure your like is the same as my like.” – she added and Reo could almost see the little ball of uncertainty forming on her silly mind.
He smiled at her, grabbing her hand again, fully recognising it had become a habit of his by now.
“That’s okay. I am totally in love with you so,” – he said as he kissed the back of her hand. “You can take your time and then ask me out.” – he said as he kissed her palm now.
Her mouth made an O of surprise, and she immediately laughed, a smile blooming on her lips as she lightly punched his shoulder.
“Deal. There’s just one thing I need to check first.” – she said as she pushed him and sat on top of him.
“Oh. What could it be?” – he said, immediately sneaking his hands up to her hips, tease in his tone once again. It was really hard to be sweet and caring when she kept making him horny.
Whatever it was that you whispered in his ear, we will never know, but according to reliable sources, the steamy sex session that ensued after that was long, full of laughter, moans and a worrying amount of orgasms.
A week later, you and Reo began officially dating, surprising absolutely no one in his friend group and absolutely everyone in your friend group. Reo met your friends immediately after, and ended up getting along with most of them. You started going to his practices whenever you could, and you made sure to run with him every Saturday morning. Nagi hooked up with a friend of yours, and you and Reo had tons of fun teasing both of them. One day, you found Barou alone at the cafeteria, and you had lunch together, your distaste for him finally going away. And eventually, Reo kept his promise to show you Nakajima’s downfall as he paid someone to spill coffee on his shirt right before class.
You never understood how on earth you had switched bodies to begin with, but in the end, you were just glad you met each other.
The End