《He's Mine (Ayato Sakamaki x OC)》"I'm So Sorry Ayato."
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"On second thought, I'm going to go shower first." Sabrina stood up with her clothes tightly held to her chest, her back facing towards Laito.
Laito was about to make a comment, but then she looked back at him and said, "And no. You can't join."
After Sabrina showered and got changed, Laito took one as well. He walked out dressed in his usual attire while still drying his hair. Sabrina was just chilling on the bed, combing her hair with a brush she found near by.
"Wanna go out, babe?" Laito smiled as he held out his hand for her to take.
Sabrina looked back up at him, then to his hand. She looked at it uncertainly. 'I don't want to do this. I really don't want to do this... Although if Ayato doesn't feel the same way, guess I have no other choice to just play along this strong of lies. I'm so sorry Ayato.'
Sabrina then said, "Of course, babe." She stood up, hand in Laito's.
With that the two strode out of Laito's bedroom hand in hand.
A guy with spiky red hair stands in their way. He does not look happy for some reason.
Sabrina stops in her tracks as soon as she saw the person in front of them. 'After all these years I finally get to see Ayato in person again.' She thought sadly.
Ayato takes a few steps towards us.
"Good morning, Ayato-Kun." Laito gave a cheerful smile.
"Don't give me that crap." Ayato looked annoyed. "You fucking ruined my sleep."
"Aww. You're just jealous that you don't have anyone to sleep with and I do." Laito lets go of Sabrina's hand.
'Was I that loud?' All Sabrina could do was look at the two brothers.
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"Heh, jealous? I find that hard to believe." Ayato spoke.
'Shit, I shouldn't have said that... Ayato would sooner know she's Sabrina.' Laito thought worriedly. Silence filled the hall.
"Well forget I said that." Laito stated as he grabbed Sabrina's hand, his grip is strong that it started to hurt her.
"L-Laito you're hurting me." The words seemed to fly over his head.
"Let's go." Laito walks pass Ayato, forcefully dragging Sabrina with him.
"Didn't you hear me?" Sabrina told Laito, a bit louder than last time. Once again he didn't hear her.
All Ayato did was watch them pass by. 'Are they ignoring me?' He thought.
Sabrina pulls her hand back strongly that she accidentally bumps into Ayato.
"Hey watch i-" He recognizes a familiar scent from long ago. 'I-Is that Sabrina?'
"Oh I'm so sorry, Ayato." She backs away from him.
"Sabrina is that you?" Ayato asks.
Her eyes widen in shock "I'm not Sa-"
Laito interrupted. "Ayato.... Stop thinking about her and leave my girlfriend alone."
"But her scent... It's smells like hers." Ayato took a few timid steps to the girl. "It's just like hers."
"I'm deeply sorry. I think you have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Mia Ito." Sabrina lied through her teeth and tried to casually walk towards Laito and snuggled into his side.
Laito smiled at the gesture and put his head into her hair for a moment thinking, 'That's my girl.' He pulled away only to tilt Sabrina's head up and kissed her cheek. He then drops his hand to hold her hand. "You see Ayato...This gorgeous woman right here is mine and mine alone."
Sabrina blushed at the compliment. 'I really didn't want to do this Ayato, believe me. Forgive me...'
"But her scent..." Ayato looked at Laito then towards Sabrina. He did this a couple more time, confusion and disbelief shining in his eyes.
"Maybe you're just imagining things." Laito simply said as he walked off with Sabrina.
"But I'm sure that's her." Ayato whispered to himself as he lowered his head.
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