LUCK |TDLOSK x READER|

|Thirty-four|

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"How's Y/n?" Saiki asked once he had entered Kaido's room. The blue-haired teen just rolled his eyes at the boy's question

"I don't know — maybe you should ask her yourself," Kaido mumbled as he reached into his closet struggling to find the gray kimono he had been planning to wear.

"I don't think she wants to talk to me." Saiki frowned sitting down on his bed while observing a struggling Kaido as he scanned through his packed closet.

"You're being ridiculous. She wants to talk with you. You have to be the one to make the first move. Otherwise — our friend group will he history!" Kaido sighed in relief as his eyes finally made contact with the familiar kimono. The next task was getting it out of the closet successfully.

"You're right. I should make the first move." Saiki looked up in thought trying to figure out how exactly to tell the girl he was sorry.

"I'll get Y/n away from the friend group. And I'll tell her how I feel. We can be alone where she can think about it and give me her genuine answer." Saiki suggested to Kaido who had been battling with the other clothes that had been tightly compacting his kimono. He let out a loud groan and turned to Saiki

"Don't do that, Saiki! I'm pretty sure Y/n's answer was clear!" Kaido yelled as he leaned back pulling the kimono

"What answer? She ran away! She didn't give me a clear answer. She just got nervous because some other idiot interrupted us." Saiki rolled his eyes at Kaido. Who seemed to become stressed out at his Kimono and Saiki's stubbornness

"Son of a bitch!" Kaido yelled pulling the kimono with all his might as the grip of the compacted clothes seemed to release its hold causing the boy to fall on his back knocking the find out of his. Saiki watched as Kaido wheezed on the floor and frowned at his dramatics

"Get up," Saiki mumbled giving the boy a small tap on his head. He had rewound the time on Kaido's body as he shot up

"I see, my powers give me strength once again," Kaido spoke in a low voice. Saiki impatiently waited for Kaido to add some input.

"Look Saiki, I know you like Y/n. But you should give up. She doesn't feel the same way. As you said — she ran away."  Kaido stood up and pat the Kimono down staring at all the wrinkles with an annoyed expression

"She does feel the same way!" Saiki argued and stood up grabbing his school bag

"You're no help at all — you know that?" Saiki said sternly and left the room leaving Kaido with a slightly baffled expression
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"I understand you want to discuss your current dilemma with me, Saiki. I'm flattered that you think im good enough to come to for advice... But uhh — how did you find my address." Akechi asked the pink-haired boy who was patiently waiting at the door with his arms crossed over his chest.

"It's important," Saiki grumbled pushing the boy aside as he marched into the house. Akechi frowned watching the boy take off his shoes and harshly throw his bag to the side

"I'm going to assume your advice has something to do with Y/n — right?" Akechi asked the boy who just nodded shortly. The two were walking to the living room where Akechi sat down and pat a spot next to himself for Saiki to sit.

"I'm planning to confess my love to Y/n tonight at the festival. And I need your help." Saiki practically demanded the boy as if he had no choice. Saiki had the perfect plan in his head. The only missing factor was an annoyingly talkative teen to occupy the rest of the group long enough that Saiki could get Y/n when she least expects it.