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horrorhot-line · 2 years

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drapetomani

(n). an overwhelming desire to run away

➵ pairing: saiki kusuo/female! reader

➵ word count: 3.9k

➵ genre: smut, just smut (slight angst?)

➵ warnings: public sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, risky situations

➵ summary: for the first time in all his teenage years, saiki gets morning wood. to his disdain, he realises every time he’s near you, you make it even worse. Or, saiki’s acting weird and you try to get to the bottom of it- things don’t go as planned. you take each other’s virginity.

➵ masterlist (requests are open)

➵previous part - fika

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before you read:

‘saiki telepathically communicating with reader.’

‘reader thinking or interacting with saiki through thoughts.’

“saiki talking without moving his mouth.”

“saiki talking using his mouth.”

notes: originally this was supposed to be a oneshot, but i thought it’d tie well into my series so here we are, this lovely idea came from a request from dear anon, found here, grab a glass of water, dive in and don’t forget to touch grass afterwards. enjoy!!!

also: note this is after saiki’s birthday in august, in his third year at highschool (making him 18).

SAIKI IS 18-19 IN THIS SMUT, WATCH SEASON 2 EP 13, I REPEAT SAIKI IS 18-19 IN THIS SMUT.

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Saiki had no idea how he had found himself in this position, you underneath him, tears pricking your eyes, pleading him to do something. Anything.

The cold surface of the desk beneath his palm was a stark contrast to your warmth. With one hand on your hip, his voice came out strained.

"It's all your fault." He stated. But that couldn't have possibly been him talking, could it? "If you had just left it alone..." Saiki couldn't for the life of him understand what he was feeling. There was a hot pit inside his stomach, and his nerve endings felt like they were on fire.

He felt himself furrow his eyebrows, and clench his jaw, but at the same time, it didn't feel like he was doing those things. It felt like he was astral projecting, but he wasn't. Where the hell was he, and how had he ended up here- with you under him?

The sound of your voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Please," You begged, and Saiki couldn't wrap his head around what on god's green earth was going on. It was only then when his eyes looked down between the two of you, that he realised the gravity of the situation. Was that...? No, no way.

Saiki would never admit it, but the soft sound that left you before you clasped your hand on your mouth to muffle the noise did things to him. Fuck...

Saiki shot his head back, his grip on the edge of the desk tightening as he moved forward to feel your body against his.

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Saiki had a disastrous life- that much was a fact. Another day meant another nuisance, regardless of whether it was his classmates trying to steal his precious time, an end-of-the-world disaster or someone trying to catch his attention. There always had to be something. The last thing he expected was the issue this time to be his own body refusing to listen to him.

When he abruptly woke up, drenched in sweat, his heart beating out of his chest, his mind went at a million miles per hour. No matter how much he wanted to deny it, the sound of your voice fresh in his mind proved only one thing. He had a wet dream. About you, of all people.

Him? Saiki? The man who had prided himself on being in control at all times? It couldn't have been him. Had it been a premonition? Impossible. He would never let something like that happen in a million years.

He had no intention of making any moves on you. Yet. He knew of your feelings for him, and he chose to take his time. So of course, he wouldn't skip multiple chapters and fuck you. No way in hell. He refused to stoop to the likes of Toritsuka. Saiki was no pervert.

He acted as if he hadn't dreamt of you in his arms, or having sex with you, pretending like it hadn't affected him. Even though he couldn't shake the thought of you in a vulnerable position under him.

Saiki sighed, if he didn't get up soon he would end up being late for school. He moved to take the covers off him only to stop dead in his tracks when he saw what was in between his legs. A boner. He silently gazed at it, horrified.

Saiki felt like he had been swallowed up by some black hole, his brain short-circuited. No no no no no. This could not be happening. Not to him. He had never had a boner in his life! In all his teenage years, he prided himself on not letting something as preposterous as hormones get to him. The boy had never lusted over anyone in his entire life except maybe you, so why now?

'Why does god hate me?' He thought to himself.

Saiki wanted to disappear, teleport to the nearest abandoned galaxy and waste away. Saner heads prevailed, though. He would go to the bathroom and have a cold shower to get rid of this abomination.

After a long session of drenching himself in freezing water, cursing himself out for the whole situation and questioning his reality, Saiki used his powers to dry himself off before putting his uniform on. He was so lost in thought that he hadn't seen you coming until he heard the doorbell ring.

His expression darkened, and he teleported downstairs to where Mrs Saiki was, still preparing breakfast. "Tell her I'm already at school." Not wanting to stay around for extensive questioning from his mother, knowing her well enough to predict she'd grill him and then force him to walk to school with you.

He was gone in a flash, leaving Mrs Saiki dumbfounded. Her, “Ku!” Had fallen on deaf ears.

His boner was back.

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Saiki had been avoiding you all day, and as much as you didn't want to admit it, it hurt you. The fucking bastard dodged you at every turn. Is this how Yumehara felt that first week you joined PK academy when she tried getting his attention?

Probably not, since you were sure she thought the universe was keeping them apart. You on the other hand knew he was using telepathy to keep his distance from you, and you couldn't understand why. Had you done something?

The last time you saw Saiki was the day before and everything was fine. He didn't act any different and yet today he steering clear of you, even going out of his way to use his powers, risking getting caught just to avoid you.

You scowled, thinking back to the previous events that took place. You had shown up at his house only for Mrs Saiki to tell you he had already left for school. As if the two of you didn't walk to school every day together- which you did, with no exceptions.

At that point in time, you had thought it was weird. It wasn't like Saiki to forget. You reasoned that maybe he was going to stop a disaster, or something had come up, telling yourself you'd ask him when you saw him at school.

When you tried to say good morning to him in class, he got out of his seat and walked out of the classroom, Nendou following in tow to ask him if he wanted to get ramen after school. You stood frozen in place, wondering what you had done.

Was it something you had said? Thought? Had you made him uncomfortable somehow? You tried to swallow the lump in your throat, why did it hurt so much? Maybe he was keeping his distance because of Teruhashi? That had to be it.

'Kusuo?' You'd ask him just to make sure. When no reply came back, the sinking feeling in your gut worsened. The rest of the day went by with Saiki rushing off every time you tried to talk to him. In between classes, he'd disappear just so he could avoid you. During classes, he didn't look your way or talk to you once.

You were sure then that it was something you had done. The man you were in love with was ignoring you and stung. Your mind was a mess and you tried to run through every time you had interacted with him before today to pinpoint where you had made a mistake.

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Truth be told, Saiki felt bad. No, he felt worse than that. In trying to avoid you, he had created a misunderstanding, inadvertently hurting you. He sat through classes hearing your thoughts, fully aware that you were blaming yourself when it wasn't your fault, to begin with.

How was he supposed to tell you he woke up this morning with a boner because of you and now his penis seemingly had a mind of its own? He'd rather die than do that, he would never be able to live with the humiliation. Saiki shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying not to act suspicious as he once again used his psychokinesis to move his pants so his boner wouldn't be visible.

He sighed inwardly, 'Good grief', he thought to himself.

Saiki had realised that his situation would get worse any time he was around you. Every time you were in his vicinity, blood would rush to his dick and the boner he tried so hard to get to rid of would pop back up.

Saiki agonised over wanting to tell you that you hadn't done anything wrong and stopping his dream from becoming reality. Big mistake. A huge one, because the warm pit in his stomach managed to spread at the memory of this morning.

Saiki clenched his jaw for what felt like the hundredth time that day and raised his hand at the teacher, trying to keep his voice steady as he excused himself to go to the bathroom yet again.

The psychic knew what masturbation was but had never tried it himself in his life. There was no need to, until today. No harm in trying. He sighed, hoping no one would walk in as he undid his belt and sat down on the toilet seat. Wrapping his hand around his dick, he tugged at it experimentally, hissing when he felt how sensitive he was.

After a few minutes, his condition not getting any better, he decided this was all so stupid. Absurd. Ridiculous.

Even masturbation wasn't helping and to make matters worse, he couldn't help but think about you. He felt dirty. Saiki wordlessly pulled his pants back up, grinding his teeth at all the confusing emotions he felt. The most powerful being in the universe, bested by human anatomy? The situation was almost laughable.

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By the end of the day, you had one goal in mind. You were going to get Saiki to fess up. The bastard was supposed to be your boyfriend? best friend, and yet he made every effort to dodge you like you were some venereal disease. You huffed in annoyance, clicking your pen impatiently, as you watched the hand of the clock slowly move. It was torture.

When the alarm sounded at the end of the school day and chimed throughout the building, you didn't even bother packing up your stuff. You walked to Saiki's desk and stood in front of it. You knew he wouldn't teleport with half the class still around. If he did try, your hand on his arm would make sure you'd get teleported with him.

After the class had cleared out, you cleared your throat. "Kusuo." No reply. Saiki had made it his life's mission not to make eye contact with you and it only infuriated you further. The least he could do was look at you after treating you like a ghost all day. You wouldn't let him escape this time.

"Kusuo, we need to talk." You stated, watching him closely. What the fuck was his issue today? He wouldn't talk or look at you. You furrowed your eyebrows, exasperated at the whole situation. A moment of silence washed over the two of you and you observed as Saiki shifted, trying to step away from you.

Your grip only tightened, not willing to let him slip through your fingers again. "Let go." Was the only thing he said and you felt like you had been slapped in the face. You were beyond furious now, how could he act like this when a few weeks ago he said he'd think about the two of you? You gave him time so why was he being like this?

"No. Tell me why you've been ignoring me first." You said sternly, not budging. You were hurt, and it turned to anger mixed with frustration. Why was he being so difficult? Did he change his mind and decide he didn't want anything to do with you? He should have at least had the balls to say it to your face.

Saiki, still not looking at you, turned his head to stare off into the distance, "Let go. Please." His voice was hoarse, and you hated the butterflies that went crazy inside your stomach because now was not the time! He sounded hot. Curse your inability to control your hormones. You didn't move, too shocked that the prideful man in front of you had just begged you, and he sounded so fucking good while doing it.

Out of nowhere, you felt the ground shift below your feet. Your vision blurred, everything moved so fast and when you could finally see clearly, you realised you were pinned on the row of desks neatly placed next to each other at the back of the class next to the windows, with Saiki towering over you.

His hand was placed next to the side of your head, the other holding your wrist. He was between your legs, finally looking at you now. That's when you saw it, the fact that Saiki was flushed. You had never seen the man blush like this before, not to mention his breathing sounded heavy. His eyebrows were scrunched and his eyes were hazy.

You were gobsmacked not understanding what the hell was happening. Why were you pinned, first of all? And why did Saiki look like he was struggling? Worry crept on you until he shifted against you- that's when you felt it. It was like you had been doused with water, frozen in shock.

There was no way, no fucking way. Because unless you knew better you could swear you felt something hard pressed against you. Saiki groaned above you when you tried to move, his grip on your wrist tightening as he screwed his eyes shut.

"Stop moving, you're making it worse." You looked up at him, confused as hell because the guy in front of you was miles from the Saiki you were used to.

The guy had the expressive capabilities of a rock and yet here he was acting like he had been switched out with an alien. You didn't even to question the problems he had in his pants. It was your turn to flush red, and you were sure the colour covered you head to toe.

Your head was spinning, trying to connect dots and grasp at straws only to come up empty-handed. You waited, wondering if you should even voice your questions. "...Kusuo, why is your dick hard?" That seemed to make it worse because he only clenched his jaw as hard as he could.

You shifted again experimentally because how could anyone expect you not to when the man who owned your heart was doing exactly what you had dreamt of for months? You'd be lying if you said you weren't turned on. You were acquainted with the feeling of drenched underwear.

You didn't realise when your mind wandered to all the scenarios you had thought of before today, snapping out of it when you realised it was affecting Saiki. He groaned again- you swore you felt him twitch against you and fuck did it do things to you. You rolled your hips against his, not being able to hold yourself back and when he moaned, the warm feeling between your legs increased.

You couldn't help but peer between the two of you, your skirt hiked up slightly. You tried to relax, bringing your free hand to touch his chest and it didn't make it any better for the psychic. His breath shook as if he was trying with every fibre of his being to control himself. You watched as his temple and sharp jawline shifted, no doubt because he was clenching it again.

Your lips parted and you lowered your hand down his chest, enjoying watching the effect it had on him. He shivered under your touch. What a confidence boost it was to watch the guy who refused to show his emotions to anyone, become putty in your hands. Take that, Teruhashi!

"Do you want this?" You jolted when he spoke up, causing him to hiss. His hand shot to your hip, gripping it tightly. It took a moment to register what he had said. "Wha- where is this coming from?" His face scrunched at your answer, exhaling through his nose. "Fuck, before I lose all reason- Do you want this or not. Hurry."

Saiki’s only solution to this whole thing was to get his release, here and now- he knew his issue wouldn’t go away until he did something. It was a rational decision.

When you met his gaze, hooded and hazy, all reason went out the window. Of course you did, was that even a question? You had wanted him from the moment you started falling for him, you wanted him to make you, his. Mark you up until everyone knew you belonged to him. It didn't matter if it was in a classroom or on your bedroom floor, anywhere was fine as long as it was Saiki.

His breathing turned heavier and you realised he could hear your thoughts. "We-well, yeah. I do-" Saiki didn't waste a second, moving back to unbuckle his pants. You watched him, and when he was done, he caught you off guard. He leaned forward to kiss you, and you let out a squeak in surprise.

Your hands unconsciously found purchase around his neck as you closed your eyes, practically melting into him. When his tongue pushed against your lips you parted them. He moved your skirt up and you lifted yourself slightly off the desk to make it easier for him.

When he broke the kiss to stare down at you, you were panting. Fuck, you could never get enough of this man. He owned your heart and now he was going to own your body. He kissed you again and when you felt his dick line up with you and he thrusted into you, all you could do was moan into his mouth and tug at his pink locks- careful as to not knock out his control devices.

Tears pricked your vision, it didn't hurt as much as you had thought it would. Your heart swelled knowing your first time had been with Saiki, even though you hadn't seen it coming. He broke away from you to look between the two of you and you did the same. "It's all your fault." He stated, his pink brows still furrowed.

Words could not describe how fucking hot he looked. Sweat beading down his ivory skin, cheeks flushed, brows furrowed and hooded eyes clouded with arousal. All you could do was stay silent, not fully registering the fact that Saiki was now all yours. You wanted to etch yourself onto his skin so no one would ever dare look at him again. "Please," You begged him to move and he groaned yet again.

"If you had just left it alone." He continued, before jerking his hips forward until he was buried inside of you. You moaned, slapping your hand on your mouth as you screwed your eyes shut at the feeling. God forbid anyone lurking around the school heard the two of you.

When you opened them, you watched Saiki throw his head back in pleasure. He swore when he felt you tighten around him before he leaned down so he was against you. There was a pause and you knew it was him waiting for you to get used to his size.

You were sure you stopped breathing, he wasn't extremely big but fuck did he hit all the right spots. You wanted to cry- bawl your eyes out because you loved this man with all your heart and you just didn't know how to show it. With how deep your feelings were, would you ever be able to? You wanted him to move and make a mess of you. Make you his over and over again.

He did just that, he held nothing back as he relentlessly pushed in and out of you. Your fingers tangled themselves in his hair yet again, pulling at them. You welcomed his kiss, his tongue brushing against yours as he fucked into you.

He held your hips down as he tried to get as deep inside of you as he could, not taking any breaks. When he slowed down you whined, only for him to roll his hips against yours to see how you'd react. When you got louder, Saiki knew he was doing something right, and continued until he saw your eyes roll back.

When he went back to relentlessly thrusting into you and you gazed at him through hooded lashes, you jolted at the feeling of his thumb brushing against your clit. You cried out, so incredibly sensitive and turned on. You tightened around him yet again and he groaned at the feeling, all while rubbing slow circles into you. You wrapped your legs tightly around the small of his waist.

Tears fell from your eyes, overstimulated and touch-starved to the point where you'd felt you'd cum if he continued. You tried to tell him to stop but he shut you up with another kiss, his hand grabbing the one you reached out to stop him with, pinning it down above your head. "Cum for me, Y/n. I want you to cum." You begged helplessly, for what you had no idea.

Your eyes shot open when you felt the familiar feeling of your release coming. You met Saiki's concentrated gaze, his other hand squeezing your wrist. You cried out his name over and over again as you came around him, wailing at the feeling of being so full.

He panted, following you as he fucked his release into you, pumping you full of his cum and not stopping until he was sure there was nothing left. Sweat covered your back and you tried to control your breathing. Saiki leaned forward, placing his hand on either side of your head on the desk. You opened your mouth to tell him that the two of you should clean up, but he spoke before you could.

"Again."

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bonus:

After Saiki had fucked you until he was satisfied 6 times in total, he vanished from your sight. You covered your lower half, making sure his cum didn't leak out and drip onto the classroom floor. He reappeared as quickly as he left with a towel, a water bottle and a pill sachet which you found out was plan b.

You had to give it to him, he was thoughtful. After he had cleaned you first, and then himself, he didn't waste a second. He grabbed you before you could say anything, picking you up bridal style before he teleported you both to his room. You were spent, completely drained.

He gave you that look he always did when he was feeling guilty and you reassured him that you were fine. "I enjoyed it, so stop feeling bad, idiot." You stated as you rested on his bed, too tired to move.

That's when you remembered why you had stopped him, to begin with. You stared at him as he placed himself on his chair next to his desk. "Why were you ignoring me?" You asked softly, having had all the annoyance fucked out of you earlier.

You tried to control your shock when Saiki told you why. "I had a premonition we'd end up having sexual intercourse and every time you came near me, my penis would get hard." Typical Saiki, blunt as always. You decided against teasing him over the fact that his ears were red or the fact that he wouldn’t look at you. Who knew he was shy?

“I am not.”

Before you could quiz him more, Mrs Saiki walked into the room. When her eyes landed on you and she scanned your body, she gave you a knowing smile. "You can stay the night, Y/n." You were so confused but decided not to question it. Saiki's expression darkened when Mrs Saiki spoke before she closed the door.

"Stay safe, you two." Your mind went blank because you knew what her words meant. How the hell did she find out?!

"What a bother. You have hickeys all over you Y/n... and so do I."

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next part - lethargy

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horrorhot-line · 2 years

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(adj). something that is both chaotic and joyful at the same time

➵ pairing: saiki kusuo/female! reader

➵ word count: 5k

➵ genre: fluff?

➵ warnings: none

➵ summary: you come over for new years eve and plan to spend the day with saiki and his parents, only to be ambushed by teruhashi and kusuke,- the latter acting as if he knows something you don’t. saiki’s not happy, for more reasons than one.

➵ masterlist (requests are open)

➵ previous part - all hallows eve

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before you read: ‘saiki telepathically communicating with reader’ ‘reader thinking or interacting with saiki through thoughts.’ “saiki talking without moving his mouth.” “saiki talking using his mouth.”

notes: this post was requested by someone but i can’t for the life of me find the request anywhere ;-; i know a lot of you were looking forward to saiki having his protective moments so i hope you enjoy!

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Before you even had the chance to ring the Saiki household's bell, the door abruptly opened. Of course, it was expected that a psychic like Saiki would have seen you coming. You couldn't help the grin that took over your features, making the corners of your eyes crinkle at the sight of the object of your affection Saiki.

You took a moment to take in Saiki's outfit- he wore a white turtleneck with a dark cyan sweater layered on top. How the psychic in question manage to pull it off so well with his pink hair? You had no idea. "You're here." Your eyebrows jumped at Saiki's statement. You half expected him to tell you to go home, but knowing him, he wouldn't have the heart to do that to you. Your grin widened.

Still smiling from ear to ear, you held up the bag in your hand filled with homemade coffee jelly. "I made you these for New Year's Eve. Aren't you going to invite me in?" You tilted your head to the side. There was still the main gate to the Saiki's residence that separated the two of you.

Saiki looked from the bag to you and then again. You only watched him, knowing he was going through a dilemma. You were sure he wasn't planning on letting you in because his parents would only bombard you with questions like they always did.

Mrs Saiki would only tease her son here and there, where as Mr Saiki would gush over how his youngest son had managed to find such a nice girlfriend despite the psychic insistently telling his dad that the two of you weren't in a relationship. On the other hand, he wanted the treats you had made for him.

You held the bag up and shook it lightly, 'I know you want it.' You thought at him smugly. Saiki only stared off to the side, and you could see he was struggling with the temptation. After a long mental battle, Saiki stepped outside his house, walking up to you. You only smiled, knowing he had given in to you.

"Fine. You can come in."

You let your arm relax, lowering the bag to your side as you watched him reach out his pale hand to open the gate for you.

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When Saiki had walked into the living room with you right behind him, and he moved to the side so you came into view- you didn't even get a chance to greet his parents before they jumped out of their seats on the couch to rush over to you. "Happy new ye- Ooof!" You weren't happy about the fact that you had ended the sentence with a Roblox dying effect.

"Happy New Year Y/n!" The both of them exclaimed as they drowned you in hugs, and your heart swelled. Saiki's parents were so sweet, and it was at moments like this that you remembered how much you loved his family, and him.

Saiki would never admit it but he felt like you fit right in, and he found he was okay with the fact that they loved you.

That only lasted so long, and after a few minutes of being suffocated by them, you peeked through the tangle of limbs to look at their son, sending a pleading look to Saiki. And like the knight in shining armour he was, he came to your rescue. The psychic didn’t mind if it was you asking for help.

"Alright, that's enough." The pink-haired boy stated before pulling his dad off of you by the collar of his shirt. You exhaled in relief, finally able to breathe. Damn, his old man had an iron grip.

"Good grief." You could almost hear the exasperation in Saiki's voice as he hauled his dad away, and all the while, Mr Saiki complained. "Is this how you treat your dear old dad?! This isn't fair, Kusuo! I just wanted to give my daughter-in-law some love!" You tried not to pay attention to the last comment.

With your hands no longer trapped by your side, you brought them up to wrap them around Mrs Saiki, and she squealed over how cute you were. You smiled sweetly at the woman's words, accepting the compliments regardless of whether you believed them or not. Mrs Saiki was the epitome of a ball of sunshine, and you loved her for it.

"She's not your daughter-in-law." Saiki said sternly, and Mr Saiki paled as he let out an "Eep!" at the psychic's darkened expression. Mrs Saiki broke away from you, her hands still on your shoulders as she turned to the boy in question, telling him to let his father go- and like the good son he was, he did.

Mr Saiki crumpled to the floor almost comically before shooting back up as if nothing had happened in the first place, telling his son off for treating him so roughly. His remarks fell on deaf ears.

The next hour went by faster than you would've liked.

After you gave Saiki the treats you had made him, he indulged himself in them with a blush and a smile on his face, one he got rid of the moment he saw you looking. Mr Saiki whisked you away and made you sit down on the couch, putting on a tv show he cackled at, and Mrs Saiki made you hot chocolate, insisting you try it because of the cold weather.

"You'll get sick, sweetie." She had said, shoving the warm mug into your hands and looking at you expectantly. You took a sip after blowing on the hot beverage, and though it had burnt your tongue slightly, the marshmallows melted in your mouth, and you felt like you had tasted heaven.

All was well in the world, until it wasn't.

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When Saiki tensed, letting his arm lower from being crossed across his chest, and his back straightened, no longer leaning on the wall next to the window as he watched you and his family get along- you raised your eyebrow at him.

'What's wrong?' You asked, not sure why he was suddenly on edge. 'She's here.' Saiki replied, his eyes snapping to meet yours. He didn't have to elaborate- you already knew. Of all the people in the world, there was only one person who would show up unannounced to the Saiki household that day. Teruhashi Kokomi.

People say all good things come to an end eventually, and you believed it. If spending time with the Saikis was bliss, Teruhashi was the reckoning.

You had to hand it to her- she was determined. Instead of spending New Year's Eve with her family, she was here, no doubt trying to catch Saiki's attention. Then again, did you even have any legs to stand on, considering you were technically doing the same thing? You guessed your high ground would be that Saiki didn’t mind having you around.

Teruhashi was here and that was an issue. There was no reason for her to ambush the poor psychic on New Years Eve other than to get him to say, 'Oh, wow!', of course.

You stood up from your seat in between Mr and Mrs Saiki, grateful that they were too busy laughing at the tv to pay attention. You came to a stop next to the window where Saiki was, peering out of it.

Lo and behold, there she was, shining like always. You watched on as she put her index fingers to her head and spoke to herself. Was that her imitation of Saiki's hairpins? You nearly laughed, stopping yourself before you could by covering it with a cough. You didn't want to offend the psychic in question. Whom already knew what you were thinking, and was offended.

You tried not to think about how close he was to you or how you could feel the body warmth radiating off of him as he leaned to look out the window. You were sure when he let out a sigh, and his breath fanned the side of your neck, your soul had left your body. The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end.

This man had too much power and it was unfair!

You turned to look up at him, and he briefly met your gaze, you wanted to kiss him right then and there, before his expression turned from soft to shocked. When you looked out the window again, you noticed someone with blonde hair next to Teruhashi. 'Surely not... It couldn't be.'

Saiki confirmed your suspicions, 'It is.' Saiki Kusuke had come to visit. 'What a disaster.' Saiki rushed to the door, and you followed. When the psychic slammed the door open, you watched as Teruhashi's expression changed rapidly. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Saiki, and when her stare trailed to you, who was directly behind him, her smile fell.

'I knew it.'

'Rue, when did this happen?'

'Stop quoting Euphoria, now is not the time!'

'I shan't.'

Before Teruhashi had a chance to question why you were with Saiki, Kusuke spoke up. "There he is." When his eyes landed on you, he gave you a smirk, "Long time no see, Y/n." You grimaced, not liking the calculative look he gave you as he walked towards you, ignoring Saiki. "How have you been?" He asked, his tone sweet.

From the moment you had met him months ago, he had shown an interest in you and you couldn’t for the life of you understand why. Because his younger brother fond of you.

You noted how his smile didn't quite reach his eyes. When you gave the man silence, his smile grew. You didn't realise the expression on Saiki's face resembled frustration, but Kusuke did. He offered another side glance to Saiki before he turned to Teruhashi and told her to come in.

'These are the last two people I wanted to see on New Year's Day.'

'Agreed.'

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"Kusuke! You're home." Mr Saiki exclaimed when he saw his son. The man in question paid no mind to his dad, turning to Mrs Saiki instead. "Mom, it's been a while." You observed the scene, stood next to Saiki, who had his arms crossed again. He didn't look the least bit happy.

"Happy new year." Teruhashi greeted Saiki's parents bowing respectfully at them, and you covered your eyes with your arms to shield you from the light she gave off. Pretty girl energy was no joke! You were nearly blinded!

‘Good grief, stop being dramatic.’

‘I am not.’

Mrs Saiki exclaimed at the sight of Teruhashi, "Kokomi! Happy new year!" You felt somewhat glad that the same level of excitement Saiki's mom had when you first came wasn't there, and Teruhashi had gotten a watered-down reaction to what you received.

'They like you more, that's why.'

'You think so?'

'I know so.'

"Wait, you two know each other?" Mr Saiki questioned, looking to and from Kusuke and Teruhashi. Kusuke cleared the situation up by telling him he saw her ringing the doorbell and decided to let her in. Mr and Mrs Saiki apologised for not hearing the girl in question, who seemed to look at Kusuke as if she were in a daze.

You could see why, he was handsome after all, you could admit that much, but his personalit-

You didn't get a chance to finish your thought as a nearby potted plant trembled before bursting into pieces. Exclaims from Saiki's parents and Teruhashi filled the room. The unexpected loud noise threw you off guard, and you nearly launched yourself into Saiki.

Luckily the psychic had fast reflexes, his hand wrapped around your back and found its way onto your hip, steadying you. You ignored the butterflies that reappeared inside your stomach and the jump of your heart at Saiki's. When you found your balance your eyes met Kusuke's from across the room, who smiled at you as if he knew something you didn't.

His baby brother was jealous.

'Was that you, Kusuo?'

'Why would you think that?'

Saiki answered your question with one of his own, he was being evasive. That only ever happened when he wanted to deny something. You guessed right, it was! What you couldn't quite understand was why? Saiki had a good hold on his powers and they only fluctuated when he was angry, but nothing had happened to incur his rage. You had thought his brother was handsome.

When Teruhashi questioned what made the pot smash, Kusuke jumped in to tell her it was a ghost. She accepted it, remembering the time something similar happened when she came to join in on you and Saiki babysitting Yuta months ago.

You sighed in relief, giving Kusuke a nod as to say, nice save! He only shot a close-eyed smile back at you and you swore you saw another pot tremble in your peripherals.

"Isn't Kuriko here today?" Saiki's mouth fell open in shock, 'Oh right. The other day I dressed up as a girl and pretended to be my sister.' He thought, and you heard him. 'I know, I was there.'

'I have to let them know.' You weren't sure how Saiki planned on doing that- his dad was already questioning Teruhashi. "Kuriko? Oh, right, Kuriko!" Saiki visibly relaxed, and you only shook your head at him. 'Dad, you're perceptive.' Saiki complimented, and you looked at the psychic in mild disapproval.

His dad hadn't caught on at all, there was no way. You wondered how Saiki could possibly think he could rely on him when Mr Saiki was so incredibly aloof. 'He's not.' You thought back at him. The man in question handed food on a plate with chopsticks to Teruhashi, "Here is Kuriko for you!"

You were right- as always, Mr Saiki hadn't realised the situation. 'That's Kuri Chestnut paste.' Saiki looked on incredulously, finally understanding what you meant earlier. Teruhashi gave a confused smile, staring down at the food. "No, I meant Saiki's sister." She stated, and you felt sweat bead on your forehead. You were still there wondering how Saiki's dad had managed to pull food out of thin air.

"What? A sister..." Mr Saiki trailed off, confused as ever. 'This is bad!' You would have to jump in and save Saiki, yet again. "Oh, of course! Our sister, Kuriko." Kusuke jumped in before you could, shoving the Kuri Chestnut paste into his dad's mouth to stop him from speaking. Mr Saiki's muffled groans didn't stop the genius from talking, "She's abroad right now. You know her?"

"Oh really?" It looked as though Teruhashi believed the fib. Kusuke to the rescue! Guess there was no need for you to step in today- Saiki's older brother looked like he had everything under control. Saiki's expression turned from dismay to slight frustration, his brows furrowed.

You watched as Mr Saiki's expression turned to that of clarity, 'Good grief, he finally got it.' Teruhashi's smile returned, "Which country did she go to?" You knew for a fact from previous experiences that Saiki's dad was horrible when it came to answering on the spot, and you were correct. "Paraguay," Was what he had supplied, a strained smile on his face. You almost cringed into the next year.

What a terrible liar he was. Teruhashi was surprised at the answer, repeating the name of the country. 'Just shut up.' You nearly snorted, stopping yourself so the attention in the room wouldn't shift to you. You choked on your spit instead, lightly coughing into your hand so you wouldn't be too loud. Your throat burned from the action. You succeeded but at what cost?

"Kusuo, I have a present for you!" Kusuke jumped in, saving the day yet again with a clap of his hands. 'Nice, in more ways than one.' Saiki commented.

Saiki's older brother held out an envelope for Teruhashi, "You can have one too." He declared, but Teruhashi already had her hands up to refuse. "What? No, I can't accept that." Why say no to free money? You couldn't for the life of you understand. Ah... the perfect girl persona.

"Don't be shy, I have like, 80 million in the bank."

'She doesn't believe him.'

You were too shocked to pay attention to what Saiki thought. Your eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. Come again? Pardon? 80 million?! You knew he was rich but not that rich! As if sensing your inner turmoil, Kusuke walked up to you and handed you an envelope as well.

The only difference this time was that he took hold of your hands and brought them up to enclose them around the money. "Here's yours, Y/n. Don't worry, I didn't forget about you.' This one was twice as big as Teruhashi's and all you could do was dumbfoundedly stare from the envelope to Kusuke and then to where he was still holding your hand with a smile on his face.

You didn’t notice Saiki tensing beside you.

Was he trying to buy you with money? That wasn't the important question in this situation. The dilemma was, was it working? Maybe...

Another pot smashed in the kitchen, and you whipped your head to look at Saiki. His expression had darkened, and you couldn't for the life of you understand why. Maybe, just maybe, it was because Kusuke was holding your hand.

“Stop it.” Saiki glared at Kusuke, who shot a grin back at him before turning to Mr Saiki.

"You too, dad." That was sweet of Kusuke, giving money out left, right and centre- even to his father. "You didn't have to..." Mr Saiki trailed off, looking away bashfully and rubbing the bottom of his nose. "What?" Kusuke asked, and you retracted your previous statement. "My present, please."

Kusuke put his hand out in front of his dad, and you choked back laughter yet again. "You have 80 million!" His father exclaimed. While the two of them argued back and forth, Saiki poked your shoulder to get your attention. 'Good grief, what a bother. Let's go Y/n.'

You looked at him in surprise, before raising your eyebrow. 'What about Teruhashi?' He couldn't possibly leave her here with his demon of a brother, could he? The man would find a way to make the psychic's life miserable, and you would bet the money Kusuke gave you that he'd use Teruhashi to do it.

'She'll follow us.'

With that, you left the kitchen with Saiki and sure enough, Teruhashi followed the two of you. "Where are you both going?" Though she didn't say it, Teruhashi was an open book and you didn't need telepathy to know she was thinking- where are you off to? Alone? With Saiki?

‘Told you she’d tag along.’

‘No one likes a show off, Kusuo.’

Saiki wordlessly knelt down to put on his shoes, and you did the same, standing up. "To the temple- that was the plan before Kusuke showed up." You said bluntly, not giving her a second glance as you joined Saiki by the door.

"You can come if you want to." You stated, knowing full well she wanted nothing more than to crash the 'date' and third wheel in order to stop you from getting close to Saiki.

'If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're a psychic too. That's exactly what she's thinking.'

'But you do know better. I'm just good at reading people.'

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Despite it being January, the weather had yet to warm up. Winter still had its hold over Japan, the grey clouds and cold air were a clear sign of that. The seasons had yet to catch up, spring had yet to settle in and let the blossom trees bloom. Your coat and scarf provided little help against the chill that blanketed the streets.

You rubbed your hands together and blew hot air into them to try and get feeling back into your fingers. When you were about to let out another exhale, you nearly jumped out of your skin when Saiki's hand came into contact with yours.

The butterflies erupted in your stomach as if on command, and you cursed at them. Your ears burned, and suddenly you didn't feel so cold anymore. Saiki had been watching you shiver for the past five minutes and had taken matters into his own hands, quite literally.

'It'll help them warm up quicker. That's the only reason I'm holding them.' He clarified.

The sharp contrast of how warm he was, compared to the weather, caught you off guard. Your fingers had gone numb, but you could still feel the heat from his hands transferring onto you. You were grateful that Teruhashi and Kusuke's brother were walking ahead of you up the stairs to the temple. "Wow, there's a lot of people here," Kusuke commented.

'This is the worst-case scenario. It's all his fault.' Saiki lamented, and you sighed. Kusuke had managed to catch up to the three of you when you were about to leave and asked to join. He didn't wait for an answer, assuming the yes and he started to walk with you.

'Wanna try losing him in the crowd?' You suggested, only to realise it would be difficult since the guy was a genius and no doubt would gain access to hidden cameras to spot all of you. 'I have to take you and get out of here.' Saiki thought at you, and you agreed. What about Teruhashi, though? Saiki could care less at this point, anything to stop the masochist from trying to interact with you- Teruhashi be damned.

Kusuke turned his head slightly, looking off to the side. "By the way, are you two dating?" His eyes were completely devoid of emotion, and you grimaced. Sometimes, the man made you uncomfortable.

You stayed quiet, assuming that he was asking Teruhashi. Great, even Kusuke thought they were a couple. You ignored the fact that the idea of it all made you upset, denying the pang of pain you felt in your heart as some sort of allergy. Like that made any sense.

You expected Teruhashi to deny it half-heartedly like the perfect girl she was, but you saw the opposite unfold. Her cheeks were bright red as she shook her hand in front of her, eyes unfocused. "What? You're- You're totally mistaken! We're just friends!" She stuttered. You were surprised to see her lose her cool- it didn't happen often. Not unless Saiki was involved anyway.

Kusuke only shot her a fake smile, "I wasn't asking you." You watched as confusion took hold of Teruhashi. You snorted quietly into the palm of your hand, the other one occupied with still holding onto Saiki. "I was talking to you, Y/n." You stopped laughing when your brain caught up with the question.

'Good grief.'

Your mind was too busy reeling to notice Teruhashi's face scrunch in embarrassment and humiliation as she flushed red, or her shoulders droop. "Wh-What?!" You exclaimed, taken aback, it was your turn to blush. "No- no, we're not dating." You denied it, even though you wanted Kusuke's guess to be true. What you wouldn’t do to date the psychic.

"You two seemed close, so I got the wrong idea. Not to mention, you're holding hands." Kusuke elaborated, and you ignored the flush you were sure was covering you from head to toe. 'He knew, but he asked, anyway.'

You would have let go of Saiki's hand if it weren't for his strong grip. 'Stop holding my hand, Kusuo.' You thought at the psychic. 'Why?' He retorted, still observing his brother. 'I don't want Teruhashi putting a target on my back.' You stated matter of factly, already aware that if you incurred said girl's jealousy her minions would no doubt come after you.

The Teruhashi fan club was a force to be reckoned with and you had no intention of getting mixed up with them. 'Too late, she saw already. If I let go now, it'll make it worse.' You gave up on trying to get away from Saiki, there was no saving yourself, now.

"If you don't like my brother, how about dating me instead?" By the time you noticed how close Kusuke had gotten to you, he was a mere centimetres away from your face. You leaned the top half of your body back, flustered yet again as you refused to meet Kusuke's stare.

You didn't get a chance to refuse his offer. "Back off." Saiki had pulled you behind him, his hand still intertwined with yours as he stood between you and his older brother. Kusuke only smirked tauntingly at the psychic, his eyes closed. "Oh? Why do I have to do that? Can't I make conversation with a friend of mine-" You cut off Kusuke, "We aren't friends, though?"

You barely knew the guy, and from what Saiki told you, the only impression you had of him was that he was a crazed genius who got off to losing to his younger brother. "Don't be like that, Y/n-" Kusuke tried to step around Saiki and get close to you, but the pink-haired boy wasn't having any of it. "I'm warning you."

Kusuke put his hands up in mock defeat, "Okay, okay. No need to be so on edge, little brother." You didn't notice Teruhashi until she spoke up, distracting the three of you. "Why did you ask her and not me?!" She sure was bold, you guessed the humiliation finally got to her head, making her throw away her perfect girl persona.

Kusuke deadpanned at Teruhashi as he continued. "What? You thought you could fool me? Well, that's to be expected. You probably have been pampered your whole life because of your looks, but Kusuo is on a different level." You expected Saiki to stop Kusuke, but he didn't do a thing, only watched.

Teruhashi no doubt had finally realised Kusuke's true nature. Apart from children, Hairo, Saiki and you, everyone in the world was affected by Teruhashi's beauty. Now, Kusuke was added to that list. Truth be told, you were surprised she hadn't noticed that the genius had yet to gasp at her.

"Oh, wow." Kusuke gasped, but you knew it wasn't at her. It was obvious, his expression was completely neutral, devoid of emotion, and it was like he was far away, not quite there when he said it. You were sure Teruhashi picked up on that as well. How had things come to this? You agonised, wondering why Saiki had to be so unlucky all the time.

'I can still hear you.'

'I'm not wrong am I?'

The four of you continued walking when you realised you were holding up the crowd of people trying to get to the temple. Kusuke half-heartedly apologised for his behaviour, saying he couldn’t really judge- inadvertently calling Teruhashi a monkey as well as the rest of the masses. How condescending.

'He shouldn't take Teruhashi too lightly.'

'She gives even the most powerful psychic in the world trouble, your brother should've been more careful.'

That’s when Teruhashi started crying.

‘Oh no...’

"Sorry. I know you're a talented actress too." Kusuke stated, but that did nothing to placate the crowd of people stalking toward him. Kusuke failed to realise that the show Teruhashi put on wasn't for him, it was for the strangers around her that would flock to her rescue.

Kusuke looked from left to right at the marching crowd, confused as to why they were surrounding the four of you. Except they weren't, they were surrounding him. Teruhashi had used the ultimate weapon, her angel tears. You saw the smirk she tried to hide behind the hands covering her face. "Are all these her boyfriends? Huh, Kusuo? Y/n?"

The genius tried to seek help from you and Saiki, to no avail. You had no intention of getting involved with the angry mob. They tried to attack Kusuke, but he managed to summon a helicopter to flee. Where did it even come from?

'Even he was no match for Teruhashi.' You could only silently agree with Saiki's sentiment, gazing up at the retreating aircraft.

'Only in Ohio.' You thought solemnly.

'I don't appreciate your tik tok references.' Saiki thought back, a scowl on his face.

‘Shush, you love them really.’

He did.

'I don't care if you do or not anyways, they're for my sanity.' You surmised.

You sighed for the hundredth time that day, feeling drained despite it being early in the morning. The only thing left to do now was to find a way to ditch Teruhashi.

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bonus:

It was easier than expected, losing Teruhashi that is. You had the news reports of a beautiful girl crying at the temple plastered on social media to thank for that. When Makoto, Teruhashi's older brother had called her up to check on her, threatening that he'd come to see her- she had no choice but to go home.

She apologised quickly, bowed to the both of you and left in a hurry.

"Good job, Y/n." It was rare for Saiki to compliment you, but when he did, you only felt one type of way. It's worth it getting dragged into Saiki's disastrous life, time and time again. Curse you for being whipped for this man.

"Why?" You questioned, curious as to where the praise came from. "I saw you take that picture and post it online." Saiki regarded you as he gave you a side glance. It was true, you had pulled your phone out to snap a picture of Teruhashi amidst the chaos when she was crying, for the purpose of it getting enough attention that it would reach her brother.

You were surprised it had worked, but it was expected- her brother was her number 1 fan and number 1 stalker. "I knew you wanted to get rid of her, so I just did my part." You missed the way the corners of Saiki's mouth twitched, too busy focusing on the fact that he was still holding your hand.

You half expected him to have dropped his hold on you like a hot potato, knowing how he hated getting attention. Your heart threatened to leap into your throat when he gave your hand a light squeeze, your ears burning yet again.

When you looked up at Saiki, the smallest of smiles that had been there seconds earlier was now gone, replaced by his stoic expression. You rubbed your thumb on the back of his hand absentmindedly and shot him a grin. You shoved down the thoughts of how soft his hands were.

You had made up your mind, you were going to spend the rest of New Year's Eve with him, with no interruptions this time. When you pulled him in the opposite direction of the temple and felt no resistance as he followed your lead, your smile widened.

"Let's go to a cafe, Kusuo."

“Okay.”

Saiki decided yet again that he didn't mind being bothered, not by you anyways. Regardless of whether you dragged him to a cafe or anywhere else.

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