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Chapter 23

I nuzzled into his chest, the fragments of our souls calling out to one another.

"Shinsou. As strongly as you're attached to me mirrors the strength of the pull you have on me. It would take a literal breaking of our bond to tear me away from either of you."

He returned the embrace, a shaky breath, deflating his chest. Leaning up, I capture his lips in a sweet kiss, hoping he can feel just how much he means to me. We pulled apart and rested our foreheads together.

"Thank you, Ren. Each time I think I'm unreachable, you show just how stupid that notion is."

The heat from the shower started steaming up the room, causing the mirror to fog up. I leaned back and framed his face with my hands. His violet orbs were captivating.

"So, as heartwarming as this talk has been, you need to leave so I can get naked." He turned beet red and I laughed.

"For someone who isn't so innocent you sure do blush a lot."

He rolled his eyes and smushed my face. "Shut up, idiot. It's different with you."

With that, he walked out and closed the door. I was frozen in place for a minute. Processing his words down to the marrow of my bones.

I'm different.
We're different.
You don't just walk out on a soulmate bond. Especially one you've put so much work into.

Some tension I didn't know I was holding onto melted away.

We'll be okay.

When I finished my shower, I realized that I'd forgotten to bring clothes in with me. I groaned and opened the door, looking a lot more confident than I felt.

The deep orange and black towels Bakugo supplied me with were fluffy and large. I had originally tried to argue about them but he just told me to shut up and accept the gift. I guess it was his own way of making it up to me. Ensuring that I knew he cared.

"Um, what's going on here?"

The two of them were going through my closet. Bakugo was holding a black delicate halter dress that flowed into a pleated skirt. Shinsou was holding a white strappy V-neck lace dress.

Neither of these would go below the knee and neither had been bought by me. I crossed my arms over the towel and raised a brow. Their eyes followed the motion, taking in my state of undress.

"I came out here to grab some clothes but it looks like you beat me to it? Where did those come from?"

Casually walking over to the dresser, I selected my normal evening wear. Soft shorts and an oversized t-shirt.

"You won't be needing those just yet, short stack. I have my date planned out and it's tonight. Which dress do you prefer?"

I blinked as my question was ignored and an onslaught of information overwhelmed my brain. They were both freshly showered, hair still damp. Loose matching sweatpants hung low on their hips and towels were slung over their bare shoulders. I ran my eyes over their sculpted bodies, understanding the magnetism they felt when I showed any skin. Shaking my head, I forced myself to focus.

Both had shit eating grins on their faces, not missing the way my eyes lingered on their skin. I rolled my eyes and placed my hand on my hips.

"Right. That still doesn't answer my question."

Tilting my head to observe the dresses properly, I walked closer to them and noticed several outfits that matched both dresses laid out on the futon.

"Zombie here bought one and I bought one. And before you make a big fucking deal out of it, no, these aren't guilt gifts. These are gifts from two teenage boys who have perverted minds." Bakugo stated, not even trying to hide his growing erection.

His eyes roved my uncovered skin hungrily. I skittered back before he could make a grab for me. I reached out and grabbed both pieces. The full-length mirror on the back of my door was perfect for holding them up against my body.

The boys were definitely enjoying the show. I was enjoying the powerplay. Knowing that they were at my mercy. Knowing they wanted to be at my mercy. It was a heady feeling and I had to take a few calming breaths to get out of my own head.

"They're both gorgeous. It's a hard choice. If the place we're going to is fancier, then I would choose the black dress. If it's more casual, then I would choose the white one."

Glancing at Shinsou's reflection, I quirked a brow. His eyes were most definitely locked on my bare legs, heat scorching my skin with barely a glance. His eyes darted up before he spoke.

"Go with the white one then. This place is nice but the atmosphere is more laid back. You can wear the black one for us later."

I nodded with a blush tinting my cheeks, the husky tenor of his voice making me melt. I twirled around and was instantly disoriented.

Bakugo must have moved when I did because I got an eye full of chest. He gently took the dresses and tossed them on the futon. His arms wrapped around my waist the same time my hands ran up his torso.

My hands started at the tops of his ribs and slowly slid up until I stopped on his shoulders. He yanked me forward and crashed his lips against mine, arching my body as he towered over me for more leverage.

His lips tangled again mine, tongue impatiently nudging my lips. Then, his searing kiss traveled down my cheek to my neck. I groaned when he nipped my earlobe and then sucked it into his mouth. Heat seared through my body.

Grabbing a fistful of hair, I yanked his head back and nipped my way up his neck, tiptoeing to reach the underneath of his jaw. A loud groan reverberated through his chest when I bit down. All too soon, Shinsou was literally pulling us apart.

"As hot as it is to watch you two go at it, we have a reservation and we have to make it to the bus on time. Don't make me get the hose out."

Before he could turn away from us, I grabbed the towel around his neck and pulled him down to my level. He completed the motion and met me halfway. Lips and teeth met as we aggressively tried to one up the other.

Pulling away, I shot him a feisty smirk. He instantly wiped it off my face with another mind-blowing kiss. His hands caged my face and held me in place, allowing him to take complete control. This time it was Bakugo who was pulling us apart, snarkily returning Shinsou's earlier warning about not wanting to be late.

Winking at both of them, I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to change. I donned a lace bralette and matching panties, taking a moment to admire the way they both hugged my body. Next came the dress.

The texture of it slipping over my skin gave me goosebumps and I freaking loved it. I looked at my short hair and then grabbed a comb, parting my hair in a zigzag pattern. I pulled each section into a messy bun and admired the look.

When I walked out, I made a beeline for my armoire. I paused and giggled at the two of them trying to tame their hair.

"Guys. First of all, I love your hair the way it is. Secondly, since you picked out the dress you should pick the jewelry and the shoes. Go big or go home." Bakugo looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes.

"I'm crap with both. Blasty, you do it." Shinsou waved us off and stepped outside, phone in hand. Before he could close the door completely, he poked his head back in and warned us we only had five minutes. I snickered at his glare and stuck my tongue out.

In my moment of distraction, Bakugo had already placed shoes near my feet and was digging out a long gold necklace with matching earrings.

I donned the necklace and started putting the earrings in. Bakugo bent down in front of me and grabbed my light brown sandals. He hooked a hand behind my heel and slid my foot in, clasping the buckles with deft fingers. Dragging his fingers across my ankle, he quickly switched to the other foot and repeated the process.

My breath hitched in my chest when he started to rise. He looked up and watched my expression as he slowly ran his fingers up the expanse of my legs, hands ending just below my bottom.

"You should wear dresses more often, shorty. You have amazing legs."

The gentle kiss he placed on my lips completely contradicted the fire burning in his eyes. His fingers flexed and dug into the supple flesh of my thighs. Giggling, I planted my hands on his chest and gave him a firm push.

"As much as I would love to continue this, we have a date to attend."

A devilish smile split his face. He laced his fingers in mine and opened the door, allowing me to go out first.

SMACK

I yelped and whirled around. The fire igniting my face didn't go unnoticed by the smug blond.

"You have no idea how long I've been holding back. You have been teasing for fucking ever." Shinsou snorted at our antics and then took my other hand.

"Let's get going."

The walk to the bus was short and hot. I had never been more grateful to be wearing a flowy dress. I didn't notice the stares we were getting until we boarded the bus. It was a little crowded because of the time of day.

That meant I was sandwiched between my two soulmates, both of them being overprotective. Having nothing else to do, I looked around and noticed the looks people were shooting us.

One of the men I accidentally made contact with winked at me. Shinsou noticed my discomfort almost immediately. He looked around and noticed the guy leering at me.

"Do you have a problem, creep?" The man flushed and turned around.

"That goes for all of you fucking extras. Keep your eyes off our girlfriend." Bakugo pushed me firmly into Shinsou and blocked my view of the other passengers with his broad chest.

Our stop was only about twenty minutes away and the walk afterwards was fairly short. We ended up in a small district I had never been to before with funky buildings.

"Wow, this place looks like it jumped out of an art magazine! Oh! Take my picture in front of this sculpture!" They both snorted but obliged. A passerby saw us and offered to take one of the three of us. Bakugo jumped at the opportunity and handed his phone over without question.

We did several poses, including ones with me and each of them separately. We thanked the kind woman and then walked into a building directly to our left.

"Welcome to Feed Your Fancy. Do we have a reservation?" Shinsou nodded and gave his name.

The waiter led us down a long hallway peppered with doors.

"It seems you've reserved the meditation room. That's a fan favorite! It has adjustable lighting and very faint instrumentals in the background."

We entered the last door to the left and my jaw nearly hit the floor.

A large tradition table was in the center of the room surrounded by plush cushions. Faint music completed the mood and I almost squealed right there.

"You've already chosen the desired courses and they are being prepared. Please sit while I go get your drinks."

When the door closed behind us, I twirled around the room, taking in the beautiful paintings. I may have given my hips a little extra swish just to tease my boys.

"Woah! I didn't know a place like this existed! I'm super stoked to eat here!" Shinsou gave me a look and I just knew there was more to it.

"Actually, it's a little more complicated than that. This will be a blind taste testing. None of us would be comfortable with a stranger doing something like that so…" He paused and whipped out a blindfold.

Just one.