LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 8: Your first kiss:
Satoru's grip tightened gently on your forearm as he pulled you closer, his smirk fading into something darker, more intense. "You're right," he murmured, his voice low, sending a shiver down your spine. "I should make it up to you." Before you could protest or say another word, his lips crashed onto yours, stealing your breath. The kiss was deep and demanding. You try to push him away, but his hand found its way to your back, pulling you flush against him as if he couldn't bear the distance between you. He did not let you get away from the kiss. When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, and his piercing gaze locked onto yours. "Satisfied now?" he whispered, his voice dripping with amusement and something deeper, something that made your heart race.
You stood there, stunned, your mind racing to catch up with what had just happened. Your lips still tingled from the intensity of his kiss, your cheeks flushed with a warmth you couldn't control. "W-What was that?!" you stammered, your voice shaky as your wide eyes met his amused gaze. The smug grin tugging at his lips only made your face heat up more, and before you could think, your hands shot out, shoving him away with all your might. He stumbled back a step, laughing softly. "Why are you acting so surprised? You did say I should make it up to you," he teased, his tone infuriatingly casual. "Y-You're insane!" you shouted, turning away, your hands covering your cheeks in a futile attempt to hide your embarrassment. "I just did what I had to do," said Satoru with a grin.
After all that, he drove you home. He wanted a hug before leaving, but you got out the car and ran into your side, shutting the door behind loudly. "What's up?" Your Mother asks, coming out to the hallway. "How was your day out with Satoru?"
"It was okay," you sighed, walking past her back up to your bedroom. You collapsed into your bed, grabbing a pillow to squeeze it as hard as you can. "I can't believe what just happened!" You hugged the pillow tight. "Just had my first kiss..." You looked up the ceiling with a blank mind, but only Satoru seemed to be in your mind. You slapped yourself. "Forget that jerk. He's a red flag," you told yourself sitting up the bed. "Ugh, I can't help myself...! Am I... In love already? Ew, ew. Not with that walking black flag!"
"What!? You kissed her!? You bastard!" Utahime grabbed Satoru's hair, she began to pull it aggressively. "How could you cheat on me with that hoe!" She yelled. "I'm her first kiss," he said, pulling himself away from her. Some of his white hair strands got off in Utahime's hands. "Deserved," she said, taking a deep breath and calming down. "But just... How could you?"
"She asked for it. Just like you asked me for it when we first started dating," he said, acting like it was nothing, not caring about what's on Utahime's mind at the moment. "So you're telling me. That you two are seriously dating now?" Utahime asked, tightly gripping on her own long sleeves. "I have no choice, but to date her. Because we're engaged," he said, looking away. "Don't make me laugh. Stop saying that you two are engaged. She doesn't even have a ring," said Utahime, crossing her arms together. "Oh, right. Forgot to tell you that I just proposed to her yesterday. Yeah, after that arcade scene," said Satoru, rubbing the back of his neck. "No way... Are you seriously going to marry her!?"
"I told you that I have no choice, but to be the man for her. Now don't act like you don't know. But she's so easy to get to. She barely resists or fights back. I wonder if that's how she would be on our wedding night," said Satoru, grinning and putting his sunglasses back on. IS HE ACTUALLY MARRYING YOU FOR THE BUSINESS OR YOUR BODY AT THIS POINT? "Anyways, Utahime. I gotta get going. The gang's been waiting for me." He ran away, waving at her. "He didn't even... Say that he loves me! Not even a kiss! Wow. What a red flag. I was blind."
Satoru usually used to tell Utahime that he loves her before parting ways with her for until the time they see each other again everytime, everyday, or even every week. He used to always give her a kiss as well. But this time, none. Not even a goodbye or a see-you-later wave at her. It was so not him for Utahime. "That bastard almost cheated on me with Uraume once," Utahime sighed. "Why am I even with him?" Utahime worried, overthinking if he was actually catching romantic feelings for you.
Satoru was just an attractive guy with wealth. Nothing was that special about him other than his ocean-blue pretty eyes. Those eyes don't make just women chase him, but also men.
💌 That one special day will come...
To be continued...