As Expected, Hikigaya Hachiman is Too Suave

by Kactusu

In which Yukino thinks that her boyfriend is too cool. Too charming. Too suave. And Haruno, as the sister, has to listen to all of it. Oneshot.

A simple oneshot that I've always wanted to write. Somewhat inspired by Smooth Talk by Bchets.

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"Lately, Hikigaya-kun has been suave."

I posited with my chin being held by my hand as I took a sip of the hot chocolate in front of me. It was quite refreshing after all, considering the absolute state of the weather recently. Winter really was beating down on me and even this hot chocolate couldn't quite-

"What?"

My sister raised her eyebrow in confusion, to which I then realized my mistake.

"Ah, Hikigaya-kun has been too suave lately."

I corrected myself with a satisfied hum before going back to my sweet and creamy delight.

But my sister merely squinted at me in confusion before rubbing her forehead in frustration. Was my word choice inadequate? I was pretty sure that the word Suave was accurately describing what Hikigaya-kun was.

"First off," she started, two of her fingers still moving rhythmically on her forehead to ease whatever pain she had, "Did you seriously just call me out on a Saturday so you can brag to me about your boyfriend?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, "No, that wasn't my intention. Besides, I don't think I can brag about such a bad thing."

"How can your boyfriend being confident and cool a bad thing?"

"You don't get it, Nee-san," I chastised her, trying to formulate the right words that'd get her to understand the predicament that I was in.

Of course, it'd be hard to understand my dilemma. I was, as they say, between a rock and a hard place. Anyone from the outside would see how the situation between me and Hikigaya-kun was and would assume that we have a perfectly normal relationship.

Which we technically do, but that wasn't my gripe with this situation.

"Then explain," Nee-san said in a huff, propping her head up with her knuckle while giving me an annoyed look, "Or is this to a ploy to mock how single I am?"

"That isn't the case, and you know that," I slightly pouted at her accusation.

Sure, Nee-san has dated many men but she has never stayed with one for long, opting to hop from one date to another without a care in the world. It has gotten to the point where our mother would forbid her from bringing anyone to see our family unless Nee-san was absolutely, 110% sure about her involvement with said person.

So, in essence, I technically did have the right to tease her about that.

Not that I would though. Yukinoshita Yukino is a wonderful sister after all.

"It's just that…Hikigaya-kun has been too suave lately."

"We've established that."

"And that is bad."

"That too," Nee-san cut me off and pointed at me, "But you haven't explained why it's bad. Many girls would kill to be in your position."

"But that's the problem, Nee-san. You know Hikigaya-kun as a generally stoic person, right?"

"Well, I suppose so."

I leaned forward, almost instinctively whispering, as if what I was about to say was state secret, "He's been focusing way too much attention on me."

"Wha…" Nee-san muttered as she pulled away and leaned back against the chair we were at. Ah, my hot chocolate was about to run out. Perhaps I should order another-

"Yukino."

"Yes?"

"How is that…a bad thing?!" Nee-san exclaimed, attracting the attention of nearby customers, "Again, do you know how many women would kill to be in your position?"

I grabbed my chin as my mind ran through several of Hikigaya-kun's actions that had caused me to think this way.

And almost instinctively, my ears heated up at the thought of them.

As expected, the memory version Hikigaya-kun was still too suave.

"I think simply put; his affection is unhealthy."

"How? Is he like overbearing or something?" asked Nee-san.

"Ah, no. I meant for me. It's unhealthy for me," I clarified with a satisfied huff. Perhaps, Nee-san would understand better now.

"So…" Raising her eyebrow, Nee-san stared down at her frappe deep in thought before lifting her head back up to say, "Is it…some sort of toxic attraction that he develops or…?"

Huh.

I suppose further clarification was needed.

"No, that's not it…"

"You know I'm here if you need to tell someone, right?" I looked up at Nee-san to see her giving me a soft, reassuring smile, "Besides, that's what I'm here for. To bestow upon you my years of dating experience."

I'm not sure I'd need those experiences, but I appreciate the thought, Nee-san.

"Well…" I clasped my hands together on the table as I slowly racked my brain, "It's just that in the past two or three months, he has been acting rather weird."

"Weird how?"

"Not weird per se but not his usual self," the more I went back through my memories, the hotter my face felt. Either that, or the winter cold was getting to me, "His actions have caused my face to heat up very unnaturally and my heart to just beat faster and faster, as if I've just finished a full marathon."

"…uh huh…"

"And and…" I almost stumbled over my word but recovered, "I feel like his words and actions recently just make me breathless, like all the air in my lungs have been stolen by him and him alone. It's very frustrating."

"…"

"And not to mention, there was one time where he caused me to thinking about nothing else but his words for three days straight. Three days straight, Nee-san! I couldn't focus on my work during that time…"

I lightly touched my cheeks and could feel my hot they were. Oh god, memory-Hikigaya-kun really was too dangerous. I needed to other any cup of hot chocolate pronto or else-

Ah, Nee-san is glaring at me.

In my heated moments, I didn't notice that Nee-san had a pretty deadpan look on her face as she pursed her lips and gave me a stone-cold glare.

"…was I talking too fast?"

"You can continue," Nee-san stated as-a-matter-of-factly.

"I sense that I've made a mistake somewhere so I rather not."

Chuckling slightly, Nee-san reassured me again, "Now while I am a bit peeved that you're bragging to this single woman about your amazing life love, I still have to ask why Hikigaya-kun's actions are so bad."

"I already explained."

"Hm," she took a moment to think before proposing an absurd conclusion, "Is it because you have a difficult time responding to his affection?"

"That's not…"

…well, not too absurd once I thought about it.

"Completely false," I finished my statement, the gears in my heard starting to whirr as it went through the things that Hikigaya-kun did to and for me.

For instance, during Christmas, a holiday that lovers all around the country enjoy, I planned to buy the limited-edition Pan-Santa the Panda plush toy in order to gift it to Hikigaya-kun, along with a premium box of chocolate in order to express my affection for him. Following that we would've gone out to this French restaurant that my father recommended for me (He really warmed up to Hikigaya-kun in recent months) and then we would end the night in our apartment.

But it seemed Murphy's Law decided to activate that night as everything that could've went wrong did go wrong.

The limited-edition Pan-Santa the Panda plush toy went out of stock and the only way to find a store that had any, I'd had to take a train all the way to another prefecture. Which would be more than not ideal.

The chocolate that I'd bought ended up disappearing that day. I later found out I'd misplaced it in my school folders.

And the French restaurant that I'd booked in advance? Their head chef was getting married on that day so they shut the whole place down.

Nothing of short of a disaster, I tell you.

But then, when I'd finally gone to our rendezvous point to tell Hikigaya-kun the bad news, he merely shrugged before pulling out a limited-edition Pan-Santa the Panda plush toy, complete with its adorable Santa hat.

Hikigaya-kun then proceeded to put on a Santa hat of his own and hoisted the dead-eyed panda plush up to his face in order to pull off a gag.

I swear, I'd never pulled out my phone camera that fast before.

Then when confronted with the news of our restaurant date being cancelled, Hikigaya-kun once again shrugged before taking us to a yakiniku restaurant. One with very delicious cuts of meat, might I add.

Finally, when all our date-y activities were done (His words, not mine), he proposed that we should go back to the apartment so that we can chill.

But when we finally got out of the cold and locked the doors, we…

We…

…we…

"I swear, I can see a puff of smoke coming from the top of your head," Nee-san broke me out of my daydream with those words, "Seriously, what the hell did he do to you?"

The better question is what did he not do to me.

"Ehem," I cleared my throat while using my right hand to absentmindedly fan myself in a vain attempt to cool my burning face down, "I was just reminiscing."

"Of Hikigaya-kun being too suave?" asked Nee-san with air quotes, "Seriously, from what I'm hearing...or not hearing, you just don't know how to respond to his gestures of affection; that's it."

"Is that really it though?"

"Then why don't you explain? Or better yet, tell me what he did that made you think him being charming is a bad thing."

"It's hard to explain…"

"So, tell," Nee-san gave a big grin, not unlike that of a Cheshire cat, "I'm your big sister after all, so I need to know whether or not he's fit for you."

In an extra show of her sisterly protections, Nee-san comedically clenched her fist, as if silently telling me that she'd personally go to my boyfriend and beat him up bloody if he upsets me.

But then again, Nee-san had a point.

After a few seconds, I opened my mouth but nothing came out, "Well…"

Seeing this, she brought up another thought of hers, "Is he too charming that he attracts other girls at your university?"

"Oh no, not at all," I immediately shot down that notion, "He's quite stoic with them, in fact."

"So definitely not jealousy, huh…hmm, then answer me this: When did you started to feel like he's too suave?"

"Around Christmas?" Perhaps even earlier than that, but that was the first time that the thought of Hikigaya-kun constantly occupied my mind on an unhealthy level.

"I see. What did he get you?"

"A Pan-Santa the Panda plush. A box of premium grade Japanese sweets," I began recalling, wincing at how Hikigaya-kun had basically reversed my plan onto me even though I was the one that thought of those ideas first. Probably.

"Then he took me out to eat, then taking a stroll on the riverside before going back home," I added.

"And?" Nee-san raised her eyebrow inquisitively.

"Uhh…" I struggled to think of what was after…then the memories of that night popped up again.

"Oh, I can definitely hear that poof sound now," with a delighted chuckle, Nee-san noted, "And oh boy, judging by your face right now, he messed you up real good, didn't he?"

Covering my face rather clumsily, I retorted, "I rather you not put it that way, Nee-san..."

"Haha! My bad, my bad. Well, next question: For his previous birthday, what did you get him?"

It seemed my sister was more than willing to not stick to the rather raunchy subject of what Hikigaya-kun did on Christmas night, something which I was definitely glad for.

"I asked his sister for some recommendations, and thus, I bought him some light novels."

Despite my answer, Nee-san's face scrunched up, "That's it?"

Then, it was as if a light up lit up above my head as another memory flooded in, "Ah, I also got him a pot of cactuses. Two, to be exact."

"You got him…a cactus?"

"Two cactuses, Nee-san," I corrected her, "One is a bit taller than the other so Hikigaya-kun said that it perfectly represents me and him since I am shorter than he is."

"Huh…"

"He'd also said that he'd put it on his study desk so if he gets bored or if I'm not home, he can look at it if he misses me," I blushed a little at how cutely Hikigaya-kun said it at the time.

"…okay, that is pretty cute."

"Right?"

"But! Don't you think that that's a bit too disproportionate?"

"I…don't get it?"

"Okay then, one last question: What did he do for you on your birthday last month?"

Last month, huh?

It was quite a hectic month for me to be honest, what with all the reports and assignments to be submitted despite the new year celebrations. Despite this, Hikigaya-kun was still able to find time for me – that part, I remember all too well.

"Well, for one, he made me breakfast and served it when I woke up," I recalled as Nee-san nodded, listening with full attention, "Ah, it also came with this cute postcard, which had a small haiku."

"Ooo, what did it say?"

Blushing slightly, I recalled verbatim what was written on that adorable Pan-san post card.

"Lovelier than snow,

Like the Sakura in spring,

You leave me breathless."

I blushed again upon finishing the haiku, its impact evidently hasn't dampened even after a month.

"…anything else?" Nee-san asked, mouth slightly agape. I didn't understand why she was in such a disbelief either, but I decided to answer her.

"A lunch date with our friends from high school, a date at the aquarium, then a trip to Destiny Land."

Her eyebrow moved upward again, silently urging me to finish sharing the final details of my birthday celebration. My mouth moved to tell her before I realized what I was about to say.

So, I didn't.

I just paused and swallowed the lump in my throat.

"I seeeee," giving me a knowing look, she teased me again, "Then he messed you up real good, huh?"

"That's…"

"Not completely false, I know," she cut me off before exclaiming, "Now then, do you see my point a little better now?"

At least, Nee-san lessened the frequency at which she teased me…just by a little though.

But what she said sparked a thought in me. What I did for Hikigaya-kun compared to what he did for me was basically night and day, even if I didn't notice it and even if he didn't complain. What if he was frustrated with me but couldn't find it in himself to say it to me?

That would certainly be a sign of an unhealthy relationship, something that I should definitely be proactive in fixing.

But how?

"I suppose so…" I answered my sister, eyes casted down at the now empty glass in front of me, "But I also don't know exactly what to do for Hikigaya-kun."

"Hmm, I would suggest planning an elaborate show of your love for him," she proposed before quickly disputing her own point, "But I don't think Hikigaya-kun's the sort of person to care about those external gestures of romance or lack thereof, y'know?"

"I guess he's not, but still…"

"Yep, he might just get a bit frustrated, huh?" Nee-san finished my thought for me.

"Yeah…" I noted sadly, "We did tell each other that if there are any frustrations, we'd speak out on it, but what if those frustrations are too small that he thinks it's not worth it to get bothered over?"

Nee-san gave a small nod, lips pursed in agreement.

"What should I do, Nee-san?"

She looked to the side for a couple of seconds, deep in thought before tapping her fingers on the table as she spoke, "Why not start small?"

"Huh?"

"Perhaps Hikigaya-kun's the kind of person to appreciate small gestures. So, you can start from there and work up to bigger ones."

"I see. But what should I start with?"

"Hmm, there's actually something I noticed about you guys," Nee-san stated, "You never called each other by your given names."

I was about to retort, saying that it wasn't true because Hikigaya-kun definitely did call me 'Yukino' at one point during our first year of university before I realized that it was me that never called him by his given name. Ever.

Was that why he stopped calling me by mine?

"Right…"

"Then start from there! Start calling him Hachiman."

"Wouldn't that weird him out?" I asked timidly to the chortle of Nee-san. Assumedly, it was pretty easy for Hikigaya-kun to call me Yukino instead of Yukinoshita. He'd basically just have to take off a few syllables from my family name.

In contrast, the name Hachiman was so…foreign to say out loud.

"Puh-lease, when have my sisterly instincts ever failed you?"

Several times, in fact.

"Oh," Nee-san's eyes lighted up like a mischievous cat at someone behind me, "And speak of the devil."

I turned, and there he was.

Wrapped in a moderately thick winter jacket was Hikigaya-kun.

My boyfriend.

Hikigaya Hachiman.

"H-Hac…" I struggled to get out what I wanted to say before Hikigaya-kun cut me off.

"Yo, Haruno-san. Been a while," said Hikigaya-kun.

"Hikigaya-kun…" I finally breathed out, to which he responded with a breathtakingly handsome smile.

"Hey."

His gruff voice was like music to my ears before said music was interrupted by Nee-san's coughing.

"I'm assuming you came to pick her up?"

"Oh yeah, I was busy dealing with some volunteering stuff, but I'm done for the day," looking at me, he added, "So we can finally watch that movie you've been bugging me about."

"Ooo, a lovers' rendezvous, eh?"

"N-Nee-san…"

"You're not completely wrong there," Hikigaya-kun chuckled along with Nee-san at my expense before she gave me a weird signal with her eyes, "Well, I suppose you have to go now, huh? Don't let me bother you two."

She stood up, obviously intending to leave us along but before she truly left, Nee-san leaned close to me and whispered.

"And don't forget to say his name for once."

Ugh. Right.

I grimaced, but Nee-san seemed more than delighted to just leave me flustered and Hikigaya-kun befuddled at our interaction. Before long and with a rambunctious goodbye, Nee-san was off on her ways to god knows where.

She really does work in mysterious ways.

When asked what she told me, I simply told him that she was just being her usual prankster self again. We both left it at that. Nee-san is still quite immature even at her age. Though I suppose that is a part of her charm.

Along the way home, Hikigaya-kun was more than willing to share with me as to how his days went. The frustrations and joys of working with juniors were made known to me by a rather enthusiastic Hikigaya-kun, something that I never ever get tired of seeing.

Having a boyfriend who's generally stoic break out of his shell is always a sight to behold, almost like it was a secret known to me and only me.

I, of course, merely talked about my own assignments and my progress with it. Along with the fact that my mom sent us some boxes of tea.

I was going to ask him if he wanted to get any snacks but Hikigaya-kun showed me a couple of cupcakes that he grabbed on the way here, just in case I was hungry, further reminding me of the small affectionate things that I should be doing as his girlfriend.

Of course, I accepted those cupcakes and ate them as we walked.

I am absolutely not a wasteful person.

And not to mention, I also offered to buy him coffee when we walked past a coffee shop but he refused, citing that he already had one earlier today.

Jeez, why were the small things so hard to accomplish?

The weather was getting colder so both of us were more than happy when we finally got home and shed off our winter jackets. Hikigaya-kun immediately went for the kotatsu while I gave a small smile at his childishness and instead went to brew us both a pot of tea instead.

"Do you want to try the new Darjeeling tea my mom sent us?" I asked from the kitchen area upon seeing the delivery box, all while looking upon my oh-so lazy boyfriend resting his chin on the kotatsu table.

"Sure."

Without any other words, I went on to unpackage the tea box and boiled some water.

Tea time was always a favorite pastime for the both of us, stemming all the way back to what we did in the Service Club during high school.

Of course, my oh-so lovely boyfriend never said that my tea was any good back then.

Men.

I decided to sit on the same side as Hikigaya-kun, snuggling into his arm, while he languidly browsed through some random TV channels, occasionally stopping at an anime show before moving to the next. Meanwhile, our tea was ready and he hadn't taken a sip of it yet.

"Aren't you going to drink your cup?" I asked, motioning to the already filled up of warm Darjeeling tea.

"Ah, sorry. I didn't notice," he apologized before moving quickly to grab the cup. Honestly, he still was quite clumsy at time. Last week, he even burned his tongue from drinking too fast.

But then I remembered Nee-san's words again.

And don't forget to say his name for once.

Those same words rang through my ears over and over and over again as I stared at Hikigaya-kun quietly drinking his tea. Should I say it now? Or later? Was tea time an appropriate time to do so or would dinner be more appropriate? Perhaps I should save it for a later date? Valentine's Day is coming up after all so I should –

"Yukinoshita."

"Y-Yes?"

"You doing alright?" at this point, Hikigaya-kun had already stopped drinking, using one hand to check my forehead's temperature.

"Ah, I'm alright. It's just…"

With one eyebrow raised, Hikigaya-kun decided to take another sip of tea as he listened to me.

"Is it delicious…"

An agreeable hum was my response but I wasn't focused on that. I wasn't finished with my sentence.

"Hachiman?"

Almost immediately, Hikigaya-kun did a spit take, spraying tea all across our kotatsu table, prompting the both of us to quickly find some tissues in order to clean up his mess.

Not to mention, we had to do all that while he was coughing up a storm.

I knew it; it did sound weird…

"D-Did it not taste good?"

"What; no, no," Hikigaya-kun waved away my concerns, "Just surprised that y'know…you call me by my name."

I looked at him with upturned eyes, "…was it strange?"

"In some ways, I suppose, but that's only because I never heard you call me Hachiman before; so it is just a tiny bit weird," Hachiman gave a small laugh before noticing my forlorn expression, "Hey, is something wrong?"

"Ah, no…well, there is."

With a small scoff, Hikigaya-kun scooted closer to me, placing both his hands on mine, "And you know I'll always listen, right? No matter how small they are."

Too suave.

He was being way too suave.

Ah, crap. My face was heating up again.

"It's…just that we've been together for a long time, right?" I asked before Hikigaya-kun responded with a hum, prompting me to continue, "And it's because of that, that I think it's a bit weird that we don't refer to each other by our given names."

"Aah, right, right."

"And for me, it's not because I don't want to. It's just that…it never really crossed my mind," I explained, hoping my reasoning made enough sense, "I've been calling you Hikigaya-kun for so long that calling you by your name doesn't cross my mind…till today, at least."

Hachiman hummed in acknowledgement, "I mean, I don't really mind, y'know."

"But I do…because I think I know why you kept calling me Yukinoshita."

Despite my serious tone, Hikigaya-kun had an amused face. With a chuckle, he asked, "Which is?"

"Back in our first year of university, you started calling me Yukino. And I…didn't respond in kind," I lowered my gaze, feeling a tad bit ashamed at the memory and how oblivious I was to Hikigaya-kun's gestures, "That's why you stopped calling me Yukino, right?"

"You think I stopped doing so because you didn't call me Hachiman?"

"That's…yeah?" I was a bit confused at how he needed clarification.

A small laugh escaped my boyfriend's lips as he tried to contain himself, "That's…not the reason."

"…what?"

"Not the reason," he repeated himself, "I mean it's true that I stopped calling you Yukino after a certain incident, but not because of that. Trust me."

"Then why…?"

"Eeeeeh, you probably don't remember."

I pouted, "Then help me remember."

"Do you really want to?" asked Hikigaya-kun in a teasing manner.

"I do," I pouted harder, playfully jabbing his right arm.

"Alright, alright," he finally gave in after a few seconds before grabbing his chin with his thumb and pointer finger, imitating a thinker's pose, "Let's see. That certain incident did happen in our first year of uni."

"Uh huh."

"It's actually not just any incident. It was actually your parents' wedding anniversary," Hikigaya-kun finally revealed to me, deflating all the tension that he'd built up.

"Oh…"

"And being their daughter and all, they obviously had to have you join. And as I was your boyfriend, I was dragged along too," Hikigaya-kun explained, "You remember, right? Big gala-type event with big shot names being there and all."

It took me a few seconds to process the hints that Hikigaya-kun gave to me. The hints as to why he stopped calling me Yukinoshita. He said something afterwards but I couldn't catch it, too fixated on the fact that such an obvious thing slipped past me.

"Oh, Hikigaya-kun…I'm so sorry…" I apologized, fully expecting him to say something along the lines of 'It's fine', but instead of that, he merely said:

"Wait what?"

Just like before, I was a bit confused as to why he needed clarification.

"The reason why you stopped calling me Yukino. It's because of that event," Hachiman nodded to the first part of my statement, but confusion was still evidently etched on his face, "You…you stopped calling me Yukino because you were being considerate of me."

"…I don't follow."

"Because of those politicians being there. Those big-name businessmen. You probably thought that if they know that I'm dating you, it'd be trouble for me and my family," I was very upset at myself for not noticing such a thing, especially since it was Hikigaya-kun looking at out for me.

"Oi, Yukinoshita…"

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice it sooner."

"Yukinoshita."

"Really, I am!" I tried my hardest to express how sorry I was. I already know that I'm the sort of person that has a hard time emoting but I really needed Hikigaya-kun to understand.

"I was just…too absorbed into my own world and didn't notice your struggles…"

He placed a hand on my shoulder, repeating, "Yukinoshita."

"But I do now. And I want to say that-!"

With one swift motion, Hikigaya-kun used the hand on my shoulder to push my entire body down to the floor in an instant as if I weighed nothing, all while while my head was being carefully cushioned by his other hand in an almost protective fashion.

But what that meant was that I was completely and utterly pinned under Hikigaya-kun, his sharp gaze boring through my soul like hot knife through butter. The way he just made me feel so vulnerable yet so safe in his grasp at the same time, it was…exhilarating.

"Yukinoshita," he gruffly said, forcing to me to pay my attention onto his serious face.

"Yes…"

"If you'd had listened to me earlier, you would've known that that wasn't the reason," his voice was deep, something that I'd known for a while now but in this close of a proximity…

"T-Then…"

"You think I care about what those guys think about us? No, no I don't," Hikigaya-kun explained, the hand on my shoulder now loosening its grip and planting itself on the space next to my head instead, "It's not the event itself that caused me to stop calling you Yukino. It's what happened after."

I gulped as Hikigaya-kun appeared to lean down closer and closer.

"Which is…?"

"You don't remember, do you?" I shook my head at his question and he just chuckled, "Not that I blame you. You're a light drinker."

"O-Oh…"

"One glass of champagne and your face was redder than a tomato," I couldn't help but get flustered at how easily he said that, and how just…rough his voice was when saying it, "But I digress."

"…"

"It's when we got back home that it became a problem. It's when we got back home that I realized I can't call you Yukino, even though I want to," Hikigaya-kun leaned down even more, our foreheads touching as his breath tickled my lips, "Do you still want to know why?"

Like a fool, I nodded all too eagerly and Hikigaya-kun pulled back a bit.

"You started getting touchy, even more so than usual but I didn't mind," said Hikigaya-kun, causing me to blush even further at his choice of words, "It's when we finally got to the bed that things got out of control."

"…what happened…" I asked, playing dumb.

And once again, my boyfriend leaned down, staring my dead in the eyes while one of his hand began to grip my wrists, bringing them together. I didn't even know why he gripped so hard; it wasn't as if I had any intention to resist.

"You called me by my name," he whispered, causing me to reply in kind.

"…what?"

"When we finally got close to each other, you and that sweet voice of yours whispered 'Hachiman' right into my ears."

"…oh…"

I got it.

Before he can say anything else, I interjected, "So the reason you don't call me Yukino anymore is that…"

"If I do that, sooner or later, you'll start calling me Hachiman," Hikigaya-kun finished off my assumed reason with a rough whisper, "And if you start doing that constantly, every single day…"

I gulped, feeling his eyes just piercing me like a predator and I was his dainty little prey. The way my wrists were still in his tight grip was more than telling as Hik…Hachiman finished off his statement.

"I'll be honest, I don't think I'll be able to hold back."

My breathed hitched and my heart skipped a beat as he loomed over me, his face blocking the ceiling, as if telling me to just focus on him and him alone.

Which I was.

I didn't dare to take my eyes off Hachiman.

Hachiman.

Hachiman.

"What if…" my words began flowing again but soon weakened into a whisper.

He immediately noticed and thought he hurt me because he let go off my wrists. However, I still kept them up there above my head since I know he likes it that way anyways.

"What if…" I looked at his soft, concerned eyes before avoiding them, almost ashamed at what I said, "I don't want you to hold back?"

"…"

"What if I don't want you to be gentle with me?" I finally looked into his eyes as I said those words, heat coursing through my cheeks as he stared, mouth agape.

"Yukinoshi-,"

"No," I interrupted him with a small shake of my head, "Not Yukinoshita. I'm not an heir to that family. I'm your girlfriend. So, say it."

"That's…"

"…please, Hachiman?"

I saw Hachiman visibly gulped before taking a deep breath, "…Yukino."

With a small approving nod, I smiled at him.

"Yukino," he repeated, almost breathing it out, "You do know what'll this do to me, right? And I really can't promise I can hold back."

"Well…tomorrow is a Saturday and…" I tried to stare him in his eyes – I really tried to – and forced myself to not look away even though I was blushing up a storm, "What if I don't want to be able to walk tomorrow?"

"Yukino…"

"What if I…don't want to feel my hips tomorrow…?" I finally added, even if a small corner of my mind was chastising me for using such a dirty euphemism.

But I didn't care.

I wanted to be wanted by Hachiman. To be desired by him. To be needed by him.

And this was just the first part of it.

Then in a sudden move, Hachiman forced himself forward and I thought he was getting right into it without any preparations but my heartbeats slowed down once I realized that he was just moving to turn our lights off.

A click.

Then almost everything turned dark, with the exception of a little bit of light coming through the curtains, illuminating the room just enough so that I could see Hachiman's face. My boyfriend's face.

"Hachiman…" I breathed out.

I thought he would call out my name again.

But he didn't.

Hachiman immediately swooped down, capturing my lips with his own oh-so hungrily and without any restraints. Unlike the previous times, he didn't start off gentle. He was rough from the get-go. Extremely rough. I couldn't catch my breath at all as he greedily devoured my lips.

"H-Hachi-!"

I couldn't even finish saying his name.

But I asked for this. Every single one of his actions – I asked for. His right hand got underneath my shirt, exploring and teasing my body with expert knowledge that only he has, as if he knows it like the back of his hand. Meanwhile his left hand went down.

Further and further.

Then with one slick move, I became like putty in his hands.

As I was trying to recover my breath, one thought managed to pass through my mind – even if I was currently in the process of being gobbled up by a very needy boyfriend.

As expected, Hikigaya Hachiman is too suave.