ode to a conversation stuck in your throat
bonus chapter: don't stop
cw: cursing, heavy (?) making out, idk at what point i ask minors not to interact ?? but they're only heavy making out so i think it's fine ?? idk, implied sex, awkwardness, lmk if i missed anything
a/n: bonus chapter time !!! busted this out on my flight home so it's not proofread or anything whoops but yeah this is their first little hookup aka the sex that started it all lmfaoo pls tell me if yall have any gentle constructive criticism ily all
chapter XX > series masterlist > the end.
"yn," rin said, the warning clear in his voice, "put your phone down, for fuck's sake. you're the one that hasn't seen these movies and was looking forward to watching them, so watch." you pouted at his icy tone that only warmed up minimally for you. "rensuke already spoiled it," you grumbled.
"he didn't spoil all of it," rin clarified with an eye roll. you gasped dramatically and let your phone slide out of your grasp to clatter on the floor. "there's more? do other people also die?"
rin couldn't help but crack a small smile at your anger and shock. "i'm not telling you. now watch." he swore your eyes were glassy as you said, "no. i cannot emotionally do that right now."
you reached down for your phone and rin sighed. "get off your phone, yn." you weren't going to listen to him before he added, "please."
he knew you were incapable of resisting him when he was nice to you for a change, so you dropped your phone in your lap with a groan.
the two of you sat in silence for a while, minus your gasps at the movie and rin's low laughs at your reactions. you pressed your face against his chest to hide your tears when one of your favorite characters died, and he ran his fingers through your hair soothingly, although his voice was gruff when he said, "you're such a baby." you didn't deign to respond.
however, it wasn't long before you felt your phone buzz from your lap. you picked it up on habit, just to check the phone screen, you swear, before the device was plucked from your hands.
"hey-!" you protested, reaching wildly into the air where rin was holding it far above your head. "not fair, rinnie, give it back! i was just checking my notifications- aha!"
it took both of your arms, but you successfully pulled his arm enough to snatch the phone back out of his hand.
before you could interpret the unimpressed look he gave you, his fingers were digging into your sides, poking and tickling until you had no choice but to drop the phone to defend yourself.
"rin, stop being an asshole!" you wished you could say you sounded serious, but you were giggling during your futile attempts at pushing his hands away.
"stop going on your phone then," he countered. "fine, fine!" you yelled, mostly because you were out of breath from all the laughing.
he sat back, satisfied, and pocketed your phone. really, you didn't care much about the phone itself anymore; you mostly just wanted to annoy rin. you waited a moment to catch your breath before launching yourself onto him from across the couch.
he saw you coming out of the corner of his eye, of course, and twisted as you jumped. his hands landed on your waist, keeping you from toppling over him and landing on the floor.
you were too busy trying to shove your hand into his pocket to feel his grip tighten on your waist as you shifted your hips.
"got it!" you shouted, victorious. the phone dangled from your fingertips like a prize. you glanced down at rin when he didn't say anything.
your face burned red, more flushed than it was before from the laughing and wrestling around, as you realized the position you were in.
you were straddling him completely, his hands fixed on the curve of your waist. you had one of your own hands on his chest to hold yourself up, although his face felt… dangerously close to yours.
which was ridiculous, because rin was your best friend. there was no such thing as dangerously close between you two.
still, your breathing slowed as your eyes flitted across his face. his eyebrows were pinched together in what you called his concentration face. you recognized it from countless tests and soccer games, and even social interactions when rin would be wondering how best to react to a situation. his eyes were as piercing as ever, with those frustratingly beautiful lower lashes framing them and making him look even more intense.
you told yourself to stop staring, but it was as if you physically couldn't.
almost against your will, your gaze dipped down to his mouth. his lips looked slightly chapped and annoyingly perfect. you wanted to-
what the fuck is wrong with me? you thought wildly.
you met rin's eyes again to apologize profusely, but the words quickly died on your lips.
he was looking at you, too. at your mouth. with a look on his face you'd never seen before. was it… hunger?
your heartbeat spiked in your chest as you realized rin was looking at you like he wanted you.
you didn't know what you were planning to say, and you never figured it out either. rin surged forward suddenly, and then his lips were on yours.
he sat up and adjusted so that he was sitting up against the couch with you still firmly in his lap.
shocked, you didn't move for a second, before you let out an embarrassing sound, something between a whimper and a groan, and looped your arms behind his neck, pulling him even closer.
he kissed you like you were oxygen and he was drowning, or, no, that's not quite right. more like he was a wildfire and you were the air he needed to consume to stay alive.
his lips moved easily against yours, and if you were more present mentally, you would've marveled at how natural and normal it felt.
but right now, you were only sensations.
the feeling of his tongue tracing your bottom lip, his teeth pulling lightly on it afterwards. the taste of him, something faintly sweet from the snacks you shared earlier, and something you knew was uniquely rin itoshi. the softness of his sweatpants under the backs of your thighs, and his hands moving across your sides and hips and back. the sounds he was making- you'd only ever heard him this out of breath after a soccer game, but here he was, panting lightly and moaning as you unintentionally moved your hips back and forth over him.
your lips moved to his neck, determined to draw out more of these sounds, to see this brand new, unexplored part of your best friend.
really, the reminder that this was your best friend should've made you hesitate, made you stop and demand he forget about all of this. then you sucked a spot on his neck, right under his jawline, and he-
his voice was low and gravelly, and it sent a jolt through your whole body.
that was when you decided you wouldn't think, not right now. not about how this was your closest friend, and how all you wanted to do was keep doing what you were doing, this act of distinct more-than-friends-ness, and how you didn't want it to stop.
didn't want him to stop, as he weaved a hand through your hair and pulled you away from his neck only to attach his lips to your throat, sucking and nibbling his way up and down your own neck. you gasped at the feeling, your hips moving on their own. his hand tightened in your hair, not enough to hurt, but it made you whimper again. he groaned against your skin.
"don't stop, rin," you gasped. "please, don't stop."
he stopped anyway, pulling back to look you in the eyes. "are you sure?"
"yes," you said, tugging him closer, "don't stop."
your bedroom was silent except for the heavy breathing of both you and rin. you had your sheets pulled up to cover your bare chest as the reality of what you just did fully sank in.
holy shit, i just slept with my best friend.
you turned your head to look at rin, who was already looking at you with wide eyes.
"that happened," you said rather uselessly. he nodded anyway. "yeah, it did."
"but, like- it's not a big deal, right? i mean, does this… change things?" you trailed off awkwardly at the end.
an emotion passed over rin's face that you couldn't place before he said, "of course it doesn't change anything, yn. like you said, it's no big deal."
"right," you said, "well. this has been a very long movie night, and i'm feeling kind of tired now, so i should be getting to sleep soon."
"no, yeah, me too." rin stumbled over his words as he stumbled out of bed, too, tripping over the various clothes scattered on the floor. he pulled on his shirt, which you were pretty sure he put on inside out, and somehow managed to pull on his sweats. you grabbed your shirt and shorts, steadfastly avoiding eye contact as you walked by him silently towards your front door.
you could hear him following behind you, but couldn't think of anything to say except-
"well, this was fun! thanks for coming over, see you later!"
you could have sworn rin was blushing.
he took a breath, seeming to take a moment to compose himself (at least to be more composed than you currently were, which was not hard), and said, "right. thanks for having me over. goodnight, yn."
his voice sounded the same as ever. calm, cool, collected.
meanwhile, yours had been high-pitched and squeaky, you were sure of it.
you did nothing except force an obviously-faked grin and close the door awkwardly in his face.
you slid down the closed door onto the floor, your head in your hands.
chapter XX > series masterlist > the end.
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