kaia ᡣ𐭩

you close your eyes and grab your notebook tighter. "yeah." you say curtly not even looking up at the voice to know who it is.

"you okay? were you sick? you missed hella class." the soft voice presses on.

"yeah, i was. i'm fine now though, i talked to professor sooman about it already."

you finally look up to see anton still standing up looking down at you anxiously. "are you gonna sit?" you say a little harshly, using your head to motion to the empty seat next to you.

"uh-yeah. sorry." anton mumbles as he sits next to you in a hurry.

throughout lab, you only speak to anton when necessary and even when does he ask you an off-topic question, you answer with one or two words. you finish the lab assignment early and start cleaning up your workspace as soon as anton turns in the worksheets for the day.

you rush out of that dingy old room before anton can catch up to you. you speed walk down the hall trying to make it to an elevator before waiting an entirety just to get down the building.

luckily, an elevator had opened not too long after you arrived and as soon as you were in you were spamming that close button like it was the end of the world.

"wait!" you hear anton's voice call out from somewhere down the hall.

you roll your eyes and push the button even faster which does nothing to the old elevators.

just as the doors were about to close, an arm sticks it's way through the metal teeth of the elevator. you pray to whatever the fuck is out there that it’s anyone but anton.

reluctantly, the elevator opens up again and the one person you didn't wanna talk to or see barges through and out of breath. godamn you slow ass elevators!

anton has his hands on his knees as he's struggling to catch his breath and when he finally does he looks up at you, his glasses askew on his face. "can we talk, please."

you cross your arms and lean against the wall. "what is there to talk about?"

"what happened two week ago." anton answers still out of breath.

your nose crinkles at what anton says. you try your best to not show any emotion or give away what you were feeling.

"please." the desperation was clear in anton's voice yet, you didn't look at him fully knowing that if you did you would cave in. "at least hear me out."

the elevator was moving way too damn slow.

"what is it." you spit, arms still crossed in annoyance.

you bite the inside of your cheek as you stare down at anton who looked as meek as ever. it pissed you off knowing that such a loser was affecting you this much.

"i-i'm sorry for leaving so suddenly that night." anton begins fumbling with his words "and i'm sorry for not messaging you or contacting you sooner. it was fucked up what i did but-"

"but.what." you say through your teeth, fighting so hard to keep yourself from crying.

"i want to make it up to you. you don't owe me anything after what happened but i-i promise i'll make it up to you. i'll be a good boy." anton pouts as he says the last sentence.

your eye twitches. god fucking damn it lee anton.

a familiar ding rings through the box, the universe was finally on your side.

you rush out of the elevator before storming outside. it was still pouring raining even after a three hour lab. still it didn't stop you from using your already soaked sweatshirt as a makeshift umbrella.

you made it about three feet outside of the building before you suddenly felt the pelting rain stop.

"y/n, please." that damn soft voice begs, "please, look at me."

the urge to resist and fight dwindled with every second you were with him. you stare up at anton who was gripping onto his umbrella like his life depended on it. he was biting his lip, trying so hard to keep himself together.

"i know you have a lot on your mind, whatever it is tell me. please. i need to hear it. let me in please."

you take a deep breath, closing your eyes to collect yourself. you couldn't run away forever.

"i don't do hookups or one night stands. i don't like being vulnerable to random strangers but you weren't a random stranger. i thought-" god, you hated this. you thought as a tear slips from the corner of your eye. "-that you wouldn't do that to me. that you were different. that we had something. i trusted you, anton."

"i'm sorry, y/n. i-"

"you made me feel so stupid. i still feel so stupid. i'm so worked up over a guy who doesn't even give a fuck about me!"

at this point you didn't care. tears were flowing and there was nothing that you could do to stop it. "godamnt, anton."

you hear him fidgeting around with the umbrella and his backpack.

"here." anton held out a beat up pack of tissues. "sorry they've been uh crumpled in my bag for awhile."

"thank you." you mumble as you wipe your tears away.

anton gives you a moment to collect yourself.

"was any of it real?" you ask throwing your hands up for effect.

"yes, i really like you y/n. i still do." anton answers honestly, "please, i'll make it up to you i promise."

you grab the collar of anton's sweatshirt and bring him down to your face. "one chance, lee."

running off pure adrenaline, the two of you had somehow made it back to anton's dorm through that awful downpour. he was fumbling with his keycard before punching in his room code.

as soon as he closed that damn dorm, you hooked your arms around him and pulled him in for a deep kiss. without a second thought, anton grabbed your waist pulling you even closer. he moaned into the kiss when your hand snaked up to the back of his head and grabbed a fistful of hair.

stumbling backwards, anton guided you to his bed and when the back of your legs hit the metal frame he lifted you onto the bed with ease not once breaking the kiss. he slots himself in between your legs, caging you in with his arms on either sides of your head.

anton doesn't stop kissing you until he pulls away and smiles when he sees you chase after his lips. you open your eyes with a pout on your lips until you see anton slip off his black hoodie and white t-shirt in one go revealing his muscular body.

blushing, you turn your head to the side until anton grabs you by the chin forcing you to the look back at him. "don't get all shy on me now."

you narrow your eyes at him, "don't waste your last chance."

anton quickly shuts up and smashes his lips back onto you causing you to moan. with your mouth agape, he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. you let him explore your mouth, soaking in the feeling of him.

eventually, you push him off for you a second as you take off your wet clothes leaving you in just your bra and underwear. you look back to see anton with his mouth slightly opened, just completely zoned out with his eyes fixated on your chest.

"eyes up here lee." you tease using your free hand to lift his head up away from your boobs.

anton hums in agreement and looks into your eyes for a split second before his eyes falling down to your chest one more time. "let me make you feel good."

you make eye contact with anton who is currently making the most insanely devastating puppy dog eyes at you. he really didn't even have to ask but for the purpose of getting your lick back you let him beg.

"please y/n."

your eyes drape over anton's toned body and the way his muscular arms cage the sides of your head, you keep looking down to see the bulge peaking out from his gray sweatpants. eventually, you look back at anton whose ears were getting red from the embarrassment of how impatient he was.

still though, you nod your head and let anton have his way with you. he a mumbled a 'thank you' before reaching your bra clasp. to keep you occupied or - rather himself as he dove right into the crook of your neck and left open-mouthed kisses all over.

soft moans escaped your mouth as anton went to work on your neck and even as he slipped your pants off. eventually, he made his way back to your chest. you watched for a second as anton fixated on your boobs before taking a nipple into his mouth. his tongue took turns flicking and sucking at the soft flesh, making you shut your eyes in pleasure.

even with something in his mouth, anton still yearned for more as he slipped his free hand under the waistline of your underwear. as soon as he came into contact with your core you let out a soft gasp. his thumb settles further down and began circling your clit.

"anton, fuck." you moan out.

you can't see it but you feel anton smirk against your boob before moving on to the next one. what a prick. if you weren't so lost in pleasure, you would've made a cheeky comment but the way he was circling your clit had you seeing stars.

the combined pleasures from both his mouth and fingers were bringing you so close. you could feel the knot in the bottom of your stomach start to tighten. everything that anton was doing to you was driving your body insane. the overwhelming feeling was just beginning to overtake your body until he completely pulled away from everything.

absolutely frustrated, you open your eyes to see anton scooting down the bed. "anton what-"

he cuts you off by nearly ripping off your panties and shoving his head in between your legs. "god, you're soaked."

with an irritated expression on your face you warn him, "anton."

you didn't have to say anything more as he quickly went to work. he started off with small and soft kitten licks to your already sopping cunt. everything was already aching and begging to release and anton knew that yet, he still took his time with you.

even when you tried to lift your hips and grind against his face, he changed his grip so that his arms hooked around your thighs and kept you from squirming.

"fuck!" you moan, absolutely overwhelmed with pleasure. everything was so sensitive. even with the soft kitten licks, it could've been enough to drive you over the edge.

still anton doubled down. as soon as he sensed that you were close, he hooked your legs even tighter making even harder for you to move. he kept moaning into your sopping cunt as he lapped even faster.

it was like a game for him, some sick and twisted game where he had make you cum and hard and fast with his tongue without letting anything drip onto the bed.

"anton, please," you gasp out, your fingers making its way to his thick head of hair. "shit."

hearing your moan and become utterly breathless had anton seeing stars. he felt lightheaded at the realization that he was making you feeling like this again. anton was such an idiot for leaving you that night in your dorm. if he didn't just run away in the middle of the night like a coward, he could've been making you feel like this for the past two weeks.

anton meant to apologize the next day in-person since he felt like a measly text wouldn't be able to get the job done so he waited for you to show up to lab again. he didn't think about the fact that you wouldn't show up to class ever again but since lab attendance was a crucial part to your grades he knew you would turn up eventually. anton vowed to not skip a lab until you came back and now that you're back-back in his arms (sort of) he's never letting you go.

his tongue never let up on you even when you were legs were beginning to shake, it just made anton go ever harder. your grip on his hair was insanely tight from how hard you were yanking it but somewhere between the pain he found pleasure.

at some point, you were pulling anton's hair so tightly that he started moaning straight into your cunt. the added vibrations on top of how sensitive your clit was and how fast anton was going was enough to finally send you over the edge.

a string of curse words left your mouth as anton finally slowed down. even when you finished and were out of breath, you tiredly waited for anton to come back to your lips but when he didn't even move an inch from your body you opened your eyes again. anton was still lapping at your cum. this time he moved his tongue softly over your sensitive core licking up every last drop.

when he finished, his lips and mouth were shiny with your cum all over it. you watched as anton licked the corner of his lip with a sick smile on his face before falling on top of you again to capture your lips again.

he kissed hard.

in some way, it felt like he was trying to show off his hard work by making you taste yourself but at the same time it felt like he was scared that you would disappear if he pulled away.

completely out of breath, you had to pull away. if you had the oxygen to, you would've never stopped kissing him. you feel anton pull off you immediately which made you get up in a panic.

"hey, hey, easy." anton coos as he comes back with his hydroflask. he gets back up on the bed after handing you his water bottle.

grateful, you take a long gulp, the water doing it's best to restore your energy. "i thought you were going to leave me again."

a sad smile falls on anton's face. "i'm sorry for leaving you stranded that night. i got scared of what i was feeling and just ran away."

you stayed quiet as you drank more water, your eyes never leaving his.

anton took it as a sign to keep going, "i felt absolutely horrible the rest of the night and i wanted to apologize to you in person and waited until you showed up for lab the next day but then you never did. i knew you would come back eventually so i made sure to not miss lab and i made sure to take nicer notes so you can catch up if you want them." he motioned to the thick binder on his desk that had his lab manual and loose notebook paper with his chicken scratch notes.

"i completely understand if you hate me or if you don't ever wanna talk to me again. it's ju-i just- i really like you y/n. but whatever you want, i'll gladly do just tell me. if you need me to fuck off or-"

so many words. too many words. you thought as you roll your eyes. the only way you could get that boy to shut up was by kissing him.

now it was your turn to leave anton breathless and flustered.

when you pulled away, anton's face had completely gone red and he had to look away before he melted in front of you. instinctively, you flicked his forehead causing him to yelp in pain.

"the hell?" anton pouted as he rubbed the "wound".

a small laugh escaped your lips, as you softly smiled back at him. "i forgive you and i appreciate you waiting for me. but what you did was a dick ass move and i probably won't let you forget it lee anton."

anton sheepishly rubbed his neck.

"but the reason why i was so upset at you is because i-i really like you anton and i don't just hook up with anyone. so it just freaking sucked when you ditched me."

you look up to see anton try his best to conceal the fact that he perked up your confession. "i think, i'm ready to try again. i wanna take things slow."

"oh we absolutely can!" anton said a little too fast but the regret hit faster as he tried to play it off, "i mean yeah, we uh that's cool."

you just roll your eyes at him before continuing, you didn't say anything at first and instead made your way onto his lap. you lazily clasped your arms around him, pulling him closer to you. slowly, you let your nose get so close to anton’s neck that you could see him gulp in anticipation, making you smirk as you stopped at the shell of his ear,