invisible// saiki kusuo ff

BONUS: time skip || first time

Nsfw smut ⚠️

It was a dark day, a gloom that matched Y/n's feelings. Her and Saiki hadn't been close much on account of college studies and life circumstances. She felt they had grown apart and constantly worried that Saiki lost interest in her. Out of the three years they had been dating, Saiki had not uttered an "I love you." What if she was just with him because they both shared powers? She shook her head. Saiki would prefer a normal girl- but wait. What if he found someone normal? What if he preferred that someone better? Was their relationship really going to be lost?

Y/n sighed, picking up her phone to distract herself once again. Her roommate was out of town so she had no one to vent to. She scrolled through her recent texts. Everything seemed fine and normal with Saiki whenever they met up, but he always did have a good poker face. What if he was secretly planning on dumping her... The sparks were hardly there anymore and Y/n wasn't sure if it was just because they were busy.

They'd never gotten past making out for a few minutes tops, and even then Saiki didn't seem to be too into it. She knew he cared for her, but her love language was physical touch and she craved it from him. Touching herself felt like cheating, or even the thought of doing it to him felt creepy. She just wished he could be more like a regular boy sometimes.

Suddenly there was a knock on her door. Y/n got up, assuming it was her roommate and not bothering to check her outfit consisting of a tank top and boxers.

She opened the door and immediately freaked out.

"Kusuo?!" She immediately tugged her tank top down and closed the door back to a crack.

"Jeez, have some decency will you?" He referenced her sleep wear.

"What are you doing in the girls dorm room!" Y/n shrieked. They shared a college, but they rarely got to see each other other than breaks and free time.

"You've been avoiding me." Saiki stepped a foot in the door and pushed it open, gripping the frame with his hand.

"That's.. I've been busy."

"I can tell you're lying."

"I'm not! And I'm practically naked, so, g-get out!"

"Have you forgotten I'm your boyfriend?"

Y/n remained silent.

"Or am I still?"

"Of course you are," she sighed, letting go of the door and walking to her bed to wrap a blanket around her. Saiki stepped in, smirking at her shyness.

"Can I have a towel? I need it more than you."

Y/n took a glance of Saiki, soaked from the rain. His dark gray shirt clung to his thin frame and she was mesmerized as he slid it off.

Once she came to her senses Y/n immediately looked away, blushing. Saiki took a seat beside her and caressed her cheek,, brushing a thumb over her lip.

"Just tell me what's wrong, Y/n."

"I can't!" She scooted away.

"Why not?"

"It's embarrassing."

"Your whole existence is embarrassing."

"..."

Saiki sighed. "I'm just playing, good grief, you know that."

"Whatever it is, I'll do better. I promise."

"But that's not how it works. I can't force you to but I can't stop myself from craving it either."

"Craving what?"

Y/n glanced at him. Her eyeline fell down to his chest, slightly glistening.

"You." She whispered, hiding her face in her blanket. Her hair slipped from being tucked behind her ears and fell back into her face.