14. First hungry jealousy

Touya gently lifted your body with his hands caressing the side of your shoulder, as he looked at you with satiated hunger.

"Do let me know if..." he began as he tilted his head, sapphire eyes gazing intently at you. "...there's anything else those snakes have been saying about me, but for now..." he slid his hands down to wrap around yours. "...let's continue what we started, shall we?"

"You mean what YOU have started...?" You pouted your lips forward with puffed cheeks, clearly flushed at his sly, yet sexy demeanour.

"Heh, exactly."

He abruptly pushed you forward to bump against his chest, with his right hand behind your back before he leaned down, parting his red cherry lips to meet your own. He prodded against your bottom lip, while clutching onto your wrist tighter—as if he was digging his nails onto your own, which nearly hurt.

You tried to ignore the slight pain due to his unmatched strength, assuming he was getting riled up but it grew worst. Eventually, you began to force your arm to slide around his back.

"T-Touya..." you took a light breath out, lifting your eyes opened slightly into his own. "...Don't squeeze my wrist too much...it kinda hurts."

"Oh, sorry," he murmured, lurching forward with eyes lidded, looking slightly drunk from kissing you. "...You're just giving me a hard time..."

"Huh...? Hard time?" You gulped, as you breathed softly, looking into his gleaming blue eyes. "...Am I a bad kisser?"

"No, no, not at all," he assured with a coy smile. "...it's just that you're so..." he began to trail his finger from your cheek and down to your chin. "...you're just so...beautiful."

Your cheeks puffed up, clearly flustered. "Ah, stop it, you probably say that to many of your past girlfriends."

"Oh? How presumptuous," He chuckled softly. "...Do you actually know how many I have?"

"No," you responded swiftly, averting your eyes away shyly. "You...never told me."

"It doesn't matter," he reassured in a soothing whisper, as he glided his hands around your waist. "Just know that out of all of them..." he leaned closer. "...you're the most delicious looking out of all of them."

"H-Ha?" You gaped, feeling even more flustered at his implication. Yet, somewhere inside of you twisted in an uncomfortable knot, a shrill feeling encompassed your heart in a warning tone.

You simply laughed nervously. "...Who says that stuff anyway?"

"Apparently me," he joked, before he leaned in and smushed his lips once more against your own.

"What is going on here?" Another deep male voice spoke.

You broke off from the kiss, turning your head aside to find none other than your roommate. Once again, you were rather amazed at his silent presence, averting your eyes up to meet his cold gaze.

Your boyfriend growled beside you as if he already knew who it was, before turning his carefree, sly-filled eyes towards the tall, purple-haired male. He brought you closer, hugging you forcefully—nearly suffocating you, considering how tight it was.

"Can't you see? I'm just enjoying my time with my girlfriend," Touya snarled bitterly, earning a silent glare from the purple-haired male.

Shinsou lifted his arm expressively, tilting his head with his purple strands to topple slightly at the side, clicking his tongue in annoyance. "Can't YOU see? This is also my dorm, in my bedroom in fact, kindly leave immediately, or I'll report you for coming in uninvited."

A tangible tension clouded the room, feeling the intensity within their glares, as you felt Touya dug his nails at the side of your waist. He continued to glare at the male in front, as if there was some history you knew nothing about. Yet, you also wondered how Shinsou knew he intruded in unexpectedly, yet maybe you were just thinking through it too much.

You still felt slightly flustered that your roommate would catch you at this moment with Touya, yet an unsettling feeling churned in your stomach of being with Touya, feeling as though Shinsou brought slight comfort—which was rather strange.

If there was one common denominator between them was their mysterious, regal nature yet filled with mysterious hidden gems yet to be discovered.

Once again, you ignored such thoughts against Touya. You tugged his shirt, not earning his attention one bit. "...Touya, it's time to get back to class."

"Tch." Touya rolled his eyes before he tugged you close and began to walk you out. "Let's get outta here."

"Hold on."

You stopped right beside Shinsou, with you crammed in the middle of the paled, tall males. He turned his head slightly, coolly batting a single blink with his long, purple lash before his violet eyes gazed down at the corner.

"We still have the project to continue," he spoke, emotionlessly. "...We still have forty-five minutes left."

"O-Oh, right," you laughed nervously. "But, why'd you leave earlier? It is because of your sudden eye change?"

"…" he simply frowned upon hearing that, as if the tension couldn't get any thicker, it somehow did. He shook his head. "...No, I just needed to clear my head from..." he formed a small smirk. "...a certain annoying, yapping roommate."

"HAH?!" You gaped with a chuckle, quite embarrassed that he'd publicly declare that, especially in front of your boyfriend. "You're the one who's rude, and called me smelly!"

"Oh? Did I?" He asked dramatically, nearly joining a small laugh with you at the end. "Can't help but be honest now can I? Though I wonder how you even got a boyfriend smelling like that."

"Hey!" You puffed, with a cheeky and playful grin at him, watching his gaze relax in your eyes, as if Touya never existed, that's what it felt like with Shinsou when you two joked around with insults—especially when you were seated in class together earlier.

Touya brought you closer to him, slightly frowning at how you laughed with him, as if you were enjoying the little conversation with him with an absurd topic. "Her scent is absolutely incredible, thank you very much, I still wonder what's holding you back, especially with such dorm arrangements, you had an advantage there, buddy."

"You're right," Shinsou breathed with a hot breath. "...I did have that chance, but it was with that chance that I used to protect her..." he turned his gaze back at you with a solemn look. "It's time to get back to work."

You nodded hastily, before you held Touya's hand that was around your waist and began to remove it—but he clutched tighter. You dipped your head back at the dark, spiky-haired male with a questionable look, while he displayed a disturbed look that you've never seen before. "...Touya? We need to work on our project..."

"No."

"...What?"

He tugged you closer, bringing you in front of his chest, growling softly with a glare at the purple-haired male. "...You're coming with me, [Name]."

You swallowed upon hearing the toxicity in his husky voice. Soon enough, you felt another larger hand grasp onto your arm, pulling you off from Touya—not realizing that Shinsou pulled you out his grasp, which led the widening of your own eyes at his gesture.

You knew that there was nothing wrong that happened before hand—besides the fact that Touya intruded into your dorm and started making out with you in a shared bedroom. Yet, something about their intense glares showcased something more.

"You can have your girlfriend back once we get our project done," Shinsou curtly retorted, brows knitted slightly with a frown. "I'm not stealing her from you, I have no intention of getting in your way."

"Good," Touya breathed faintly. "You can't claim her anyway, so hands off her."

"I'm not surprised you're the first to latch onto a rare one like her, but your hands...off her first," Shinsou retorted, tugging you closer to him, before Touya pulled you back with an equal, vigorous strength—as if two wolves were warring against each other with instinctual hatred to claim their prey.

You swallowed thickly, feeling the intensity manifested tenfold. Your mind wandered off to Shinsou's recent words, along the lines of you being the rare one. You didn't know what he meant by that, and by the looks of their conversation, you knew there was something more to it that you simply didn't understand.

"Touya, please," you pleaded as you looked into his eyes, wishing this would end. "We're just gonna work on our project, that's it..."

"That's it?" Touya let out a humourless chuckle before his demeanour relaxed, melting into your eyes with a slightly softened gaze. "...fine, just for you, baby-doll...but first..." He forcefully pulled you back into his arms.

"What are you—mmph...!!" He furiously kissed your lips, intentionally smushing onto your swollen ones before gently slowing down right in front of the purple-haired male to see.

Your heart pounded in your ears, cheeks tinged with deep red of a mixture of embarrassment and giddiness. A part of you liked his affectionate gestures, but another part of you felt indifferent—especially with your roommate around to see it.

You playfully punched Touya's chest, leaving him to chuckle lightly. "...Touya...!! You didn't have to do that..."

"Aw, I just really wanted you all to myself," he cooed, before averting his victorious, sly gaze at Shinsou. "Until someone had to ruin the fun."

Shinsou plainly ignored him before walking past the two of you.

"[Last Name], I'll be preparing the research, you better start doing your part," he spoke nonchalantly, yet with a clear bitter tone.

"...o-okay," you replied softly, watching him step downstairs silently with his fist clenched tightly.