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Akaashi's POV



"No-"

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No, it was the first response to come to mind. I was caught off guard. I didn't expect to ask me something like that. However, she isn't in the right state of mind, and if I were to kiss her, I'd want her to be sober and aware.

My chest turns when she looks up at me, and I feel a tug of doubt in my words.

"Hmph. Why not?" She pouts, crossing her arms.

"You're high. You don't wanna kiss me. You're just being horny." I thump her head lightly, earning a light oof sound from her before turning twords the windows.

"C'mon, help me air this place out." I began to order her, but I was interrupted by a tug on my shirt.

"Akaashiii..." I didn't bother to turn around, a blush slowly covering my cheeks. I ignore her and continue to open the windows. I feel gentle fingers run down my back, and hands soon wrap around my torso.

"Etsuko... Get ahold of yourself before I make you take a nap. " I grab her hands and unwrap them from around me, and a pout covers her lips again. There's another thump in my chest. I have lots of self-control. I believe I do, but she makes me doubt myself.

"I'm not sleepy! Why are you being so mea-" she starts to fuss at me, but I cut her off.

"Etsuko. Cut it out, or I'll make you, " I say in a soft but demanding tone, not wanting to scare or upset her, but wanting her to listen. She wines and starts to head out of the room, and once she leaves, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.


I was nervous. Very nervous. Does she do that often? Was she always seductive? Has she acted this way with anyone else?

I begin to overthink and worry. In a moment of vulnerability, does Etsuko flirt with people? I truly hope not.

Her little stomps slowly faded as she headed downstairs, and just as she seemed to reach the bottom of the stairs, the doorbell rang.



"SUNA!!! BARBEQUE SAUCE!!"

I sigh in both relief and dismay. I go ahead and open a window to let the smoke out. My original task.

Suna POV

The door swings open, and I'm greeted by shouting, and the bag of dressing being snatched from my hand.

"Stop shouting dumbass you're hurting my ears!" I shout back at Etsuko.

"Don't be such a whiner!" She sticks her tongue out at me as I chase her into the kitchen. What stops our little chase?  her hitting her head on the wall. How the fuck?


"HAHA! HOW'D YOU HIT THAT?" I couldn't control my laughter as she whines from the impact. She holds her head in pain and I begin to approach her.

"SHUTUP! it's not even that funny!"

"W-wheres Akaashi by the way?" I reply, still not being able to contain my laughter. As if on cue, footsteps came rushing down the stairs. Why's this dude always appearing when his name is mentioned? This dude batman? Whatever.

"Etsuko! Are you ok ?" He quickly goes to her side placing a wet towel on her head.

I look at them confused because when did he get the chance to grab a wet towel? How'd he do that and come down here so quickly?

"I'm fine- it might leave a mark though" Etsuko answers Akaashi through grumbles while giving me a glare.

Her cheeks become chubby as she pouts, and her eyes slightly water from the pain. She looked so cute. and clearly I'm not the only one who thought that. I look over at Akaashi and noticed how he stared in aw at her beauty. A heavy sense of jealousy weighs over me. A knowing feeling that Akaashi has affections for Etsuko bothered me.

"Damn y'all. Threesom-"

"Shutup Etsuko."





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