𝔴𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫
After she finished my shoot, she went back home to check on Romero, He had volleyball practice and she wanted to make sure he was ready. Romero might look like he has everything under control, but that's all wrong, he always needs to be looked over to make sure he doesn't do something stupid, or idiotic.
When the girl reached home Romero was surprised that I was late.
"Aoki, why did you come home late?" he questioned while packing his sports bag up.
she groaned "These people at the coffee shopped took 7 minutes to know what they wanted to order, and even after I left they weren't sure," I complained, "I then had my photoshoot, and let me say that this shoot was the most exhausting one yet."
He hummed in response, "Well I'm going to go to practice," He walked towards her and kissed her cheek, "Bye Aoki!" He exclaimed.
- ᴛɪᴍᴇsᴋɪᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴇ -
ʀᴏᴍᴇʀᴏ's ᴘᴏᴠ:
'why is Kageyama late, this is the first time...' he thought
All of a sudden the door was slammed open, and there stood Kageyama.
"I'm so sorry, I was at a cafe, and I didn't realize that time has passed." He said in between breaths.
"The coffee must have been so good that you forgot about practice." Hoshiumi scoffed, "Wait is it that cafe that we went to earlier this morning?" he questioned
"Um yeah, that one..." He said with his head down.
"You guys went to a cafe?" I asked, in a surprised tone.
"Well yeah we stayed in the cafe for like 10 minutes until we finally realized what we wanted, and this girl literally tapped Kageyama's shoulder and told him that he was taking too long." hoshiumi said before everyone, except for Ushijima, burst out laughing, "But I'm not going to lie, the girl was kinda cute, she looked like a model, she had short dirty blond hair."
'Is Kageyama the one Aoki was talking about? No, I highly doubt that.'
- ᴛɪᴍᴇsᴋɪᴘ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴘʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴄᴇ -
"Hey how about we go to my house and drink?" I asked.
"Are you sure about that, Romero-san?" Ushijima questioned.
"Yeah, I mean my roommate won't be there, I think she went out with her friends," I replied.
"Your roommate is a girl!" Everybody was shocked.
"Yeah, she is, anyways if you want to come just follow me."
ᴀᴏᴋɪ's ᴘᴏᴠ:
The door opened all of a sudden, I expected Romero to be there, but all I saw was a group of people, I have never seen, but I recognized one of the boys standing in the small crowd...
'It was the guy at the cafe'
"Welcome back Romero," you said dryly as you walked into the kitchen, with a grey hoodie and sweat pants.
Romero turned to you wide-eyed, he expected you to be with your friends, "Oh, hey Aoki..." He said as sweat started running down his forehead, "um, I brought a few of my friends..." He continued.
"Yeah I can see," I lifted my head as I saw several people's eyes wide at me, but my attention went from the group to a specific black-haired male that I recognized from the, "Aren't you the guy from the cafe?" I smirked as he nervously nodded his head,
"I guess we meet again." I said amusingly.
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