“But Taiga-kun, you promised!” you whine making your
boyfriend groan from where he sits on the couch.
He glances up at you, eyes a mixture of annoyance and
pleading. He really, really, really
doesn’t want to go out tonight, least of all to a club opening.
You cross your arms and tap your foot with impatience,
fixing him with your best pout. He’s not getting out of this no matter how much
he grumbles. You’ve put up with not being able to go out for months while Seirin battled it out for
the Winter Cup. Now that they’ve emerged victorious you’re damned determined to
spend some quality time with him.
Kagami avoids your eyes. He knows he’s being unfair but damn
it, clubs just aren’t his thing! He’s never really been one for dancing (not
that he’s ever really tried) and the
thought of being pushed and squished amongst sweaty strangers while blasting
music he’s not even fond of threatens to damage his eardrums makes him cringe.
He hears you huff in annoyance at ignoring your pleas, your steps leading away
from him to your now shared bedroom. Ever since your parents had to leave for
business like his own you’ve taken to staying with him more and more. Now
you’re practically a fixture in his home. Not that he minds. It’s been nice
coming home exhausted from practice to find a home cooked meal and welcoming arms.
As his thoughts trail over all you’ve done and sacrificed
for him, all the patience you’ve shown with his late nights, early mornings, when
he’s been stressed out of his mind and generally has piss poor attitude because
the pressures of the team and school got to be too much he sighs again. He’s
being a jerk. You deserve whatever the hell you want from him and if you want
to go to some stupid club then so be it.
Standing up he heads to the bedroom and finds you idly
searching through your clothes. Coming up behind you he wraps you in his arms
and kisses the top of your head.
“Ok, let’s go,” he says and you whirl around to face him your
eyes bright and smile wide.
“Really?!”
He shrugs. “It’s what you want to do, so let’s do it.”
It’s loud. So loud Kagami can hardly hear himself think, let
alone be able to hear anyone speak to him. He’s leaning against a wall, the
bass thumping against his back as it reverberates throughout the room, a bottle
of water in his hand which he sips from time to time as he watches you while
you swish and sway on the dance floor. Thankfully when the two of you arrived
you’d run into some friends and were, for the moment, content to dance with
your girls while he observed.
The whole situation is just as uncomfortable as he predicted
but the look on your face is worth the annoyance. Plus, had he not already
decided on his own to bring you here your clubbing attire would have made the
decision for him. A skin-tight tube dress in his favorite colors: black and
red. He smirks; what else would his girlfriend wear to get his attention? Your
hair is up exposing your slender neck and elegant shoulders. Anyone else would
have probably fallen over in the four inch heels you’re sporting but you’re
nimble and seemingly light on your feet. He doesn’t admit this to anyone, but he loves
your elegance. You always look put together and graceful no matter the
situation and it brings a calmness to him he hasn’t experienced before.
Unfortunately, he’s not the only male here with eyes and he
see those around you staring a little too long, standing a little too close and
nudging one another in daring encouragement to approach you. For now, he stands
his ground; he knows you’re independent and don’t appreciate him exerting his
dominance all the time. But he knows you know that if you really need him, he’ll
be there in a heartbeat.
Out on the floor you’re having a great time with your
friends dancing and laughing, though mixed with the feeling of happiness is a
blending of disappointment and guilt. Tonight was supposed to be all about you
and Taiga reconnecting and having fun but he looked so out of place and
uncomfortable that you took pity on him allowing him to stand on the perimeter
while you danced your feet bloody. Looking up you catch his heavy gaze, the
burning in them making you flush a bit. You’d be lying if you didn’t admit that
you’ve been putting on a little show just for him, always making sure to keep
yourself in his line of sight. If he can’t enjoy dancing with you then he might
as well enjoy watching you dance, right?
Though you realize the flaw in your plan when a much too
friendly hand reaches around to grab your waist. Turning rapidly, you look up
into the face of, you suppose, a handsome man but he’s not your handsome man and is definitely too forward.
Stepping back, you push his hand away. “Excuse me, I’m just
here with my friends. “
He smirks, clearly unaffected by your rejection and steps
into your personal space again. “Oh, come on now, with moves like those do you
really think I believe you aren’t just begging for attention?”
His voice is smooth but it makes you shiver in all the wrong
ways. Stepping back again you bump into someone and apologize hastily.
“I’m just here to have a good time with my friends. Now, if
you’ll excuse me,” you say and turn to head towards Taiga but the man grabs
your arm pulling you back. Just before you’re about to slap him a good one you
feel a strong, familiar presence at your back. Taiga always was quick.
“You have one second to let go of her before you end up on
the floor,” he growls fixing the man with his most fierce stare. For a second
it looks like the guy is going to be stupid enough to try something but
thankfully he releases your arm roughly and disappears into the throng of clubbers.
“You ok?” he asks against your ear and you sigh.
“Yeah, thanks Taiga-kun,” you say and turn to face him.
You’re surprised by the room around the two of you. Then again, Taiga’s
presence is intimidating and no doubt the revelers around you instinctually
give him some distance. Just as you’re about to say you can leave you feel
Taiga’s hands grasp your waist and pull you right up next to him.
His body is hot, burning through his clothing to yours and
you feel a flush start from your feet all the way to your head. The next moment
you’re stunned as Taiga begins to move to the beat, holding you close and
searing you with his intensity. You inhale deeply, wrapping your arms around
his neck and staring into his eyes as the two of you lose yourselves to the
music.
At one point you turn, rolling your hips making him grunt at
the sensual connection between the two of you. His hands aren’t idle, running
up and down your waist, his lips pecking your neck every now and again making
you burn even hotter.
When the buildup becomes too great you grasp his hand,
tugging roughly to lead him off the dance floor to a dark corner of the room.
Turning to face him you lean up as he leans down your lips crashing into one
another in a heat, passion filled kiss. Pulling away for air he rests his
forehead against yours, both of you breathing hard from dancing and that kiss.
Opening your eyes, you meet his gaze again and smile coyly.
“And here I thought you couldn’t dance, you’ve been holding out on me
Taiga-kun.”
Smirking he brushes his lips lightly against yours before
his deep voice rumbles, “Kise isn’t the only one who can learn by watching.”
You giggle and kiss him again. The date may not have started
out the way you wanted but as long as it ended with you here, in Taiga’s arms,
you couldn’t be happier.
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