"sorry." he was trying to put back the fallen books back into place. "i pulled one and they all fell. i'll clean it up, i swear." he said in a panicking way.
you giggled at his cuteness and walked over. "it's not a big deal. i don't read most of these anymore anyways." you bent down and ran a finger over the book and looked at the collected dust on your finger.
"you're bleeding." he furrowed his eyebrow and grabbed your hand. it was the finger you picked too hard earlier. he dug into his jacket and surprising you, he pulled out a bandage. "i always carry one just incase, you never know." a smile grew on your face as much as your tried to hide it.
he applied the bandage to your finger. "thank you." you mumbled. he immediately went back to placing the books back into place, perfectly as it was before and you obviously helped.
"not the room i was honestly expecting but still nice. also didn't expect this many books." he laughed out.
"oh? and what did you expect?" you titled your head and sat down on the floor, crossing your legs.
"mm i don't know. maybe pictures of yourself—your family? pictures of your friends, a big walk-in closet and the room really colorful." he laughed out again. "didn't expect the black color and the big bookshelf that takes up the whole wall of the room." he sat down next to you.
you shrugged. "that's basic. and it's not like i would be home anyways. you're a dancer and a singer—you know how it is." you replied. 'did he hear any of the conversation with the therapist?' you thought.
he gave you a light smile and nodded. "although this caught my attention." he bent up a bit and grabbed a book. your cheeks flushed red when you saw the cover. it was the special book Akaashi pulled out earlier. "at least you got taste." he shrugged while flipping through the book.
"oh? you read?" you raised an eyebrow and titled your head.
"sometimes—every now and then." he mumbled. he closed the book and placed it back into place and grabbed another book. "don't be so surprised, you do it."
you rolled your eyes and grabbed the book from his hand. "okay enough going through my books." you went to put the book back in its place but Akaashi grabbed it back.
"i was reading." his voice was different. not soft like usual. he did as he said and flipped through the pages while you eyed him. it was hot.
"if you want to read it," you gripped the book out of his grasp. "get it yourself and read it." your faces were close. Akaashi glanced at your lips and then back at you. "now help me put these back." you guys weren't finished with the pile he was reading.
"what's this one." he said. you looked at him and your eyes widened. it was the new book you were reading earlier.
"wait no you can't re—" he held it away from you. "no you can't read that o—" you reached once again but he moved it farther and higher than you can reach. "come on Akaashi."
before you realized, your hand was place on his chest as you reached for the book again. you were still failing to reach but you were basically straddling Akaashi. because of the pressure you were putting on his chest, he fell on his back on the floor with you on top of him.
you were able to reach the book and a grin appeared on your face. you looked down at Akaashi who was faced with your chest because your shirt was loose at the top and exposing you. he was biting his lip and even if he wanted to—he couldn't look away. "uh—um." you covered your chest and laid up. you gave him a hand and he laid up but you were still straddling him. "sorry." you mumbled.
"it's fine." he moved the hair the was in your face away. "you look really hot anyways." he said it so causally. your cheeks flushed red.
"this is a new book." you held it to your chest. "you can't read this till i'm done with it. and before you came over i was in a really good place and i can't have you make me lose my spot." you gave him a smile.
he let out a low laugh. "really? what was the part you were reading?" he asked. you opened the book and flipped to the page with the bookmark. he grabbed the book out of your grip with force and quickly read a line. he was trying to hold back a grin. he hummed.
he looked like he was about to say somethinh but got interrupted by a phone call. "hello?" he picked up. after some time, "again?" he looked angry. he sighed. "okay i'm on my way." he ended the call.
"you're a busy person." you let out a low laugh as you slowly got up, him following.
"yeah. i'll see you next practice." you nodded. you led him to the door and he gave you a hug goodbye. you smiled and closed the door. you let out a sigh and happily made your way to your room to finish your book.
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"(y/n)." a voice cooed. you felt a hand caressing your cheek. "wake up." the voice cooed again. you groaned while fluttering your eyes open. "you didn't come to my apartment." Daisuke pouted.
"i fell asleep." you mumbled tiredly. you noticed the blanket on you and the book flat on your bed, on the page you knocked out on. "what are you doing here?"
"you said you would come back to my apartment." he pursed his lips and patted your hair.
you shook your head lightly. "i said i'll see—not that i will." you laid up. you looked at the time and then outside the window. "why'd you come here so late." it was currently one AM.
"i wanted to see you." he shrugged. "also i'm hungry. i'm gonna order some food okay?" he started taking off his coat. he pulled out his phone and went to a food delivery app, iEats.
"i want to sleep." you whined and got into a spoon position.
"no no wake up. come on." he pulled on your hand and raised you up. "let's go to the living room—come on." he picked you up and threw you on his shoulder. you didn't have any energy to resist and just kept your eyes closed till he laid you on the couch. "i'm gonna splash water on your face." he whispered in your ear.
you whined and opened your eyes. "can't you get food at your own place. i'm tired and i have to wake up early tomorrow." you cuddled with the couch pillow.
"i know i remember that you have a photoshoot tomorrow." he replied while turning on the tv. "it was boring at home—so i came here." he gave you a cheeky smile. "how did it go with the therapist?"
"it went fine. nothing new." you replied groggily.
"really?" he picked your head up and placed you softly on his lap. "that's not what my mom told me."
your eyes sprung open. "since when do you and your mom talk about me?" you raised an eyebrow. he shrugged. "well don't. it's weird." you mumbled. he sighed. he placed his hands near your armpits and started tickling you—your armpits and stomach were a complete weakness. "stop, stop." you laughed out.
Daisuke smiled while hearing your laugh and continued to tickle you. after some time, he finally stopped and didn't say anything but look at you. "if it's too hard you know you can just stop right."
you shrugged. you laid up and took the tv remote from him and searched for a movie to watch. after some time, the doorbell rang. Daisuke got up to open it and two of his men walked in with bags full of food. "how much did you buy...?" you asked confusedly as they set the food down in the table.
"a lot. all for you to eat." he started taking the boxes out. "you can leave." Daisuke told his men who didn't say anything but nod and bow to both of you and then exit your apartment. "can you get me some plates."
you groaned and got up. you walked to the kitchen cabinets and pulled out some plates. he set everything and gave you extra on your plate. "you need to eat." he said orderly when he saw you look at the food with disgust. "come on." he grabbed both of your plates and made his way to the couch.
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"really? i thought it would've taken longer." Kozume said while you explained to him everything that happened at the photo shoot. "at least you got free clothes." he grabbed his chopsticks.
you nodded. "i might just give them away though. i don't need new clothes and they're not really my style." you shrugged. "how's your job going?"
"eh, okay i guess. they're developing a new game but i won't be done till like two weeks now. but i'll still be getting paid since it's their fault for the game finishing late so, yeah." he put the dumpling in his mouth.
"oh. i wish i had your life." you pursed your lips. "i wanna get payed for staying home." Kozume let out a small chuckle. you got a notification ring on your phone and picked it up to read it. "oh! i almost forgot—i'm gonna see the twins later, you wanna join?"
he shook his head. "a special family friend is visiting with Kuroo and they're staying in my place so i have to welcome them you know." Kozume said sadly. you nodded understandingly. you both finished your food and asked for the bill.
"um excuse me." a young female voice said. you and Kozume turned towards the voice. "you're (l/n) (y/n) right?" you lifted your glasses and smiled while nodding. "oh my god—i told you it was her!" she told her friend next to her. "this is for you, we're such big fans. do you mind if we take a picture?" they handed you a bag full of sweets.
"thank you! and of course not, sure." you stood up. they both took their turns taking pictures with you and one last picture with them both together. after they took with you, they both went to Kozume and took their pictures. "bye!" you said cheerfully and bowed, them bowing back.
you and Kozume both exited the restaurant you were both at and waited for you drivers. "i'll see you later. get home safe if you go home." you nodded and hugged him goodbye.
you told your driver to take you to the Miya twins place and did so. "i haven't seen you in so long." Atsumu hugged you.
"yeah sorry. been really crazy lately. hi." you said cheerfully before hugging Osamu. "what are we doing?" you plopped down on the couch.
"uh someone else is here too..." Osamu said. you knitted your eyebrows confusedly. the smile in your face dropped looking at the person who just walked down the stairs.
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so sorry it's not as long but i hope you enjoyed