Respect (Sakusa x Reader) - DICONTINUED

Humour

"Are you sure about this?" Kuroo leans in as he, Kenma, Bokuto and the purebred Akaashi get the drinks out of the fridge, looking up at the man you scoff before turning around taking the fireball whiskey into a shot and downing it.

"First you beg me to date your friend, then you tell me my looks are wasted if I don't date and now you tell me am I sure about this. I've never been so sure in my life and tonight is about letting loose, so stop being a prat and drink." Scowling at his histitant gaze he takes his small red plastic shot glass and pours some of the good stuff in.

"TO MAKING TO NATIONALS." Bokuto shouts his voice booming off the living room walls, thankfully we're the only participants in the household right now. You can't say Kuroo's mom will be pleased to find you all passed out drunk after a few drinks.

"I'm more surprised Lev managed to pull himself through." Kuroo sighs loudly, looking at him as great relief fall upon him.

"Well what can I say, he learnt from the best." Both you and Kenma smack the liar over the head, earning an 'Ow'.

"Y/n-san, It's nice to see you having fun. I was starting to worry after so long you didn't look like you were having a grand old time." Caught off guard from Akaashi's worries, looking at his sharp gaze. He really is a saint.

"Haha, Akaashi you worry too much." The room quietens as the small giggles escape your lips, Sara and Nova turn to look at you with shock and devilish smirks.

"I think she needs more, I just know this night is going to get wild." Nova adds pouring Rhubarb and custard vodka into your glass already feeling the heat and dizziness of the alcohol.

"Alright, okay. Now Akaashi truth or dare?" You inquire after spinning the bottle a good few rounds. The ravenette looks at you dead on unconcerned from the shying away Bokuto already gone with his drunken self and Kuroo who slyly smirks at him.

"Truth." The rest of the room erupts into groans except for you and Kenma.

"Who would you kiss, marry fuck out of Bokuto, Kuroo and Kenma?" You watch as his brows twitch in discomfort, Kuroo and even Kenma tune into what his next words will be but Bokuto, you aren't even sure he's in the same reality as you guys.

He sighs after a good time debating his answer.

"I'm so going to regret this. Fine, I'll kiss Kenma, fuck Kuroo and Marry Bokuto."You don't know if he did that strategically or if that's what he really wants.

"Ehh, Akaashi!!" Bokuto slings his arm around the poor boy swaying him from side to side, witnessing the life leaves his eyes as Akaashi spirit leaves his body.

"As long as I'm the one doing the fucking I'm okay with that." The girls and you included burst out into hyena laughing alongside Kuroo's as Sara pours more prosecco into her wine glass.

"I always took Akaashi for a bottom but you a top don't make me laugh." Nova states clearly challenging Kuroo, as an irk mark appears on the side of his head.

"Oh really?"

"Bokuto-san please will you stop shaking me." Akaashi places his hand onto Bokuto's arms as his strong grip anchors onto his shoulders.

"But you would rather fuck Kuroo than meeee?!!" Watching as the shit goes down, Kenma sneakily returning back to his game, Sara happily drinking away, Nova obviously driving her sexual tension towards Kuroo and Bokuto whining about not being Akaashi's first, and Akaashi at his last tever.

"Okay that's enough, Nova go and fuck him already. Bokuto, Akaashi chose you because then you would be able to fuck him as much as you'd like as a married couple and Sara keep drinking." Clapping your hands you disrupt the flow of everyone's horny ass wheels turning, they soon cough and recompose themselves again.

"Uh, yeah, uh thanks Y/n-san. I guess I'll spin the bottle now." Akaashi leans over before yelping retreating his hand back and looking at Bokuto, you can only watch as said male grabs him by the back of his trousers bottoms with a pleading look.

Oh. My. God. Why is everyone so horny??

"I got this, bro." Kuroo leans over and spins the bottle.

The green tip goes around and around, before stopping at its next victim. You.

"Truth or dare?" Kuroo already has that shit eating grin on and you were never the one to spill secrets to carelessly nor are you easily embarrassed so you picked the latter.

"Dare."

You watch as all three of the boys turn into each other discussing what indecencies they can throw upon you knowing that you have a high tolerance for this shit.

"Oya?"

"Oya oya?"

"Oya oya oya?" Frowning as the idiotic triplets form together clapping their hands.

"Y/n you will text your ex. Word by word saying how much you miss them and want to fuck them so badly. We want to see their reaction."

This is why you never drink with three horny idiots that just want to see you suffer.

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Oh boy like I said there will be spice but ya girl gotta get there first