Sick Day

A/N: request from Oumilk on Instagram uwu I lowkey kinda rushed it so it sucks I'm sorry. It was also not supposed to be this long but shit happens.

Amami stood in front of the cafe with his phone in his hand, scrolling through his social media apps in case that he had missed a message from his date for today. He and Saihara had agreed to meet up at the cafe for a type of breakfast sort of date. They had agreed to meet up at nine in the morning, but Amami was starting to wonder if Saihara just wasn't a morning kind of person. This confused him even more because he could have sworn that Saihara had stated once before that he was in fact a morning person.

He let out a sigh as he locked his phone and put it away, looking around the area once again in case he and Saihara had just accidentally been waiting at different sides of the cafe this entire time. Once he had concluded that this wasn't the case, he attempted to call Saihara. His phone rang, but Saihara never picked up. This made Amami become worried because Saihara was usually very prompt with answering phone calls or at least calling back within a decent time frame.

After a considerable amount of time spent mentally debating about the situation, Amami concluded that Saihara may have stood him up. Part of himself didn't want to believe that someone like Saihara would do that to someone. He always pictured Saihara as the kind of guy to make it known if he wasn't interested in a person. He did that with Kokichi anyways. Just to be safe, Amami decided that he would pay a visit to Saihara's place and at least try to talk things out with him. If Saihara didn't want to take their relationship to the next level, then Amami would at least want to stay friends with him.

Amami sighed once again, pulling his scarf up slightly to keep himself from breathing the cold air. It's been pretty chilly recently and Amami has been doing his best to keep himself from getting sick. The majority of his friends had already come down with the cold, but Amami was determined to make it through the cold season without getting ill once. With that being said, Amami typed Saihara's address into his GPS and started to take a calm yet slightly anxious walk to the others house.

A million thoughts clouded Amami's mind during his walk. The most prominent one had been what he could have done wrong to make Saihara dislike him so much. It's not like the two were anything official, but Amami was sure that he had been making all the right moves so that he would be able to ask Saihara to be his boyfriend soon.

Guess that wasn't going to be happening anytime soon.

As Amami neared Saihara's house, his phone started to go off. He immediately whipped it out and saw that it was said individual. His emotions were suddenly all over the place. He was excited but yet also scared. What would Saihara say if he told him that he was standing in front of his house? Would Saihara think he was weird? Perhaps even desperate. Maybe he'd see a side of Saihara that he never knew existed and he'll chew him out for it. Regardless, Amami felt like he deserved some answers, so he answered the call and spoke quickly before the other had a chance to question him.

"Hey, Saihara! You didn't make it to our date this morning so I actually came by your house to see if we could talk it out if you'd like." He paused for a moment, wondering why there was no sound on the other line, but he spoke once again just in case Saihara wanted him to finish his statement. "I'm uhh actually in front of your house and was wondering if you could open the door. It'd be easier to talk in person than over the phone, right?" He waited patiently for an answer. He felt as if his nerves were all over the place. Saihara was suspiciously quiet and with each second that went by, Amami felt his nerves start to go all over the place. Perhaps coming over really was a bad idea after all.

Finally, Amami heard the other sigh and the shuffling of bedsheets before the sound of Saihara's footsteps were all he could hear on the phone. With each step that Saihara took, Amami felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. His nerves were just getting worse by the second especially since Saihara hadn't said a single word this entire time.