One Time Mistake (All I Wanted book 2) Sakusa K. X OC Fanfiction (ONGOING)

11.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOUUUU!!❤️

YUA MISAKI

My head pounded crazily like a millions of hammers piling up. I'm not even exaggerating, it hurts like shit.

Weakly fluttering my eyes open, I was met with an unfamiliar surrounding. Despite my throbbing body, I managed to sit up as I surveyed the area.

"The hell? This is not my room..."

Almost everything were white and grey; a perfect combination to my eyes. My room was a mixture of colors brown, dark green, and navy blue which was far from the room I was in right now. There was one kotatsu table on a fluffy grey carpet, a closet cabinet, a small painting and a big wall mirror on the plain white wall, a lamp on the nightstand beside the bed, a few dumbbells, a volleyball...and some disinfectant cans and hygiene products neatly arranged on the table by the corner of the room...?

Who's room is this? And how did I end up here?

No wait.

My eyes widened in realization as I placed the pieces together.

Don't tell me—

"Crap!" I suddenly felt my insides churning as it suddenly raced up my throat.

I hurriedly clasped my hands over my mouth as I wobbled on my feet in search for the bathroom. To my dismay, there was no other door except for the one that leads to the living room possibly.

Fuck fuck I need to puke!

I ran towards the door, opening it and found another door just a few meters away. I wasted no time and rushed inside it, thankfully finding myself inside a luxurious looking bathroom.

Fuck that.

I ran straight to the toilet bowl and instantly fell to my knees as I unclasped my hand from my mouth and felt the vile liquid rushing up my esophagus. I started vomiting roughly; the putrid smell of alcohol mixed with some mushed-up food started dominating my sense of smell.

I was still throwing up uncontrollably as my head throbbed harder. My body started heating up but if it weren't for my hair being held back, sweat would be trickling down my face along with a few strands getting in the way—

Wait.

I had a hand on the steel handle attached to the wall while my other hand was clutching my stomach...

Then I felt a large hand softly caressing my back and that familiar minty scent dominated over the smell of my own vomit.

"You're still as lightweight as ever." Sakusa's obvious deep, cold voice spoke from behind.

I was too dizzy to comprehend and too exhausted to react, so I let him be. He continued rubbing my back while occasionally combing his fingers through my hair until my last retch.

Why is he helping me?

"Doesn't...this...gross...you out?" I panted and leaned back, not caring about what had caught my back.

"It is disgusting." He grimaced, helping me to stand as he lead me to the sink where a bunch of dental hygiene supplies sat.

"But?"

He didn't reply, but instead handed me a spare toothbrush. "I'll wait in the kitchen." Sakusa muttered, walking out of the bathroom.

——

"Does your head still hurt?" Sakusa asked.

"A little." I replied in a hoarse voice. "Thanks though."