#UGH SUGUUUU! 😩😫🖤

[mrsoharaa]

❥Ꮺ 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔…𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕?

characters: Geto Suguru x Reader

content warnings: none! all fluff (mainly lol), a weee bit suggestive towards the end but nothing too spicy, Geto AND reader being adorable love-sick cuties ♡

Having a fake relationship with Suguru just to make Satoru insanely, sickeningly jealous (because that man has the HOTS for you lmfao). But inevitably, as weeks pass within this said fake relationship...feelings begin to bloom and you indubitably find yourself beneath the bulking figure of Suguru's sturdy frame. Eyes locked, breathing staggered and lips just inches away from one another.

"We're just friends...right?" your breath was almost as thick and heavy as the clammy air around you, feeling the comforting torrid warmth that radiated from his stocky body permeate down onto you. Large, wide hands carefully entangles with yours, languid gentle fingers laced in between yours, all while beautiful irises of deep sable peer down at you with such tender and awe struck, lips fiddled in a slanted line. Heart pile driving heavy against his heaving chest, cheeks blooming into a deep crimson. As though lost in a deep trance.

"...I would like to believe that" his mumbled words hardly came out from his lush lips, studying irises falling to the allure of your tempting, full pretty lips. Swallows that hard knot that began to rapidly build at the back of his staggered throat.

Friends don't look at other friends like this.

Oh.

You both couldn't help the inevitable attraction for one another after pretending for so long, just to get a silly rise out of your mutually paired best friend. It was obviously clear that immense, growing feelings were beginning to sprout between the two of you.

Eyes never lie and neither did your craving hearts for one another.

You feel his long digits softly squeeze your own with a subtle grip, eyes never leaving you for a split of a second as Suguru finds himself leaning down closer to you. Centimeters away from your lips, warm breath fanning across your slightly agape welcoming lips.

Oh god, it's really happening isn't it?

Your eyes lazily seal together, lips awaiting for what was to come next as your heart banters frantically against your tighten rib cage. The air around you feeling ever more so tightening and constricting.

Hardly brushing his flush lips with your own with a faint touch, a sudden blaring sound of someone's phone immediately pulled Suguru abruptly from his chase. He halts his motions, lidded eyes finding your own with hounded sincerity and apology.

Sighing almost heavily, you weave him a caring smile and nodded him to answer the call. Already, knowing who it was on the other side of that phone.

Suguru carefully admires you one last time before anguishly picking up his blaring phone to be welcomed with Satoru's whiny, pricking voice through his device.

"Yes Satoru?...yeah I am with her..." he gazes over at you, still comfortably laid out onto your bed as he captures every radiant beauty that paints across your being. Coyly smiles and chuckles when he watches you flush and flurry into the depths of your thick blanket, burrowing your heated face from his lingering staring.

"No Satoru, she doesn't want to talk...she's not feeling too great" he lies, using the pads of his pointing and middle finger to curl over the hemming of your sheet and delicately tug it downward. Just to meet your luminous, flustered face with his prying eyes. The same coy smile curving into his cheekbones still staining against his flesh.

Subtly brushes the back of his fingers up along your warm, fluff cheeks with a soften touch. Grazes across your tender skin with such tender and loving strokes, as his eyes studies your every motion (more intently so, along your face).

Your heart plummets ever more hectically against your chest, breaths tightly fighting against the weight of your lungs, as his fingers finally caress the base of your chin. Lifting your pretty face to subtly meet his focused stare, tilts his head to the side a bit as he wallows into the adorable fluster that continued to rise all over you.

Yeah, you were just friends alright. Sure.

"I'll take care of her Satoru, I'll give you updates...yeah I'll tell her you called to check in...talk to you later" Suguru never derails his eye contact from you, not for a second as he hangs up the dragging phone call with his pestering, white haired friend.

Places his silent device down back onto your nightstand as he turns back towards you. His fingers never leaving your chin, as he drinks in the basking elegance that channeled from you. Gradually reforming back to his former position close to you. His clasp along your chin, lightly cupping along your warm cheek, holding you ever so delicately and securely.

"Would it be too bold of me to reclaim my last statement about us?" his soften silk voice coos gently, snugging at your pattering heart as you lean into his comforting palm, sighing almost contently. The heat pooling in your cheeks never vanquishing.

"I don't know Suguru, I'm feeling pretty sick right now" you fake cough with a leaning smirk, playfully tossing your right arm above your face as you peer from beneath your tossed limb. Listening to the adoring, amused chuckle bounce through your ears.

The bed shifting once more, as you feel your arm gently being pulled away from your face. Gently splayed back down next to you as you watch the dark haired man hover over you. Long, thin strands of raven gracefully falling upon your heated face.

His thumb caressing the subtle flesh of your burning cheek with such ease and care. Eyes swindled with added playfulness and allure.

"Seems like I have to take care of my dear sick friend, hm?" he coos coquettishly, leaning more closer to you, ghosting his lips back over yours.

You simply giggle lowly, raising your own free hand to fondle his tepid cheek, eyes rising to his with an equal amount of gaiety.

"Tend to me gently, Suguru...I'm feeling a tad bit...hot"