The Kink Life (Yarichin B*tch Club x Reader)

(y/n) P.O.V. 1st Person

I waited for Yacchan as he came out of the old club room. "Thanks for coming," he looks away shyly. He's been more and more like his real self around me, but can still be flustered from time to time.

"Must have been one crazy week, right?" I chuckle, holding his hand in mine.

He nods, "It's one thing faking this all the time, but it's completely different when it's forced. Not only that but I have to pretend to be romantically interested in people?" He lets out a deep sigh. "Is this what it's like for you in the photography club?"

"Maybe, but I'm not forced to go along with any of our clientele. I can be if they're pushy, and I do get bothered and harassed on the daily. I'm fine with most of it now though." He looks a bit disappointed though, but there was no sense in me lying.

"It did start to get better towards the end, but I just want to play soccer, ya know." I ruffle his hair and peck his cheek.

"Long as you're not doing something you don't want to, I'm alright. If you need me to help you out again, let me know." He nods.