them • kakegurui x female reader

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"what happened to you two?" yumemi asked flatly as you and sayaka stumble messily into the main hall, running past people to go back up the stairs to change and redo hair, that kind of thing.

"a lot!" you call back, breathless, grinning, and sayaka laughs, taking your hand as the two of your jump up the stairs, skipping several steps but making up for it by propelling yourself upward.

you make it to the room and you collapse onto the bed, breath coming heavy again.

"that was so much fun."

"isn't it?" sayaka smiled, running over to the corner and grabbing her spare clothes. "it's the best feeling ever."

"you're amazing, sayaka. the way you can control the bike so well, it's just.. woah."

the secretary blushes, picking up her stack of clothing and beginning to exit to the hallway bathroom. "thank you..  i'm going to get changed in case the president comes back."

"alrighty." you nod, stretching your back. your legs feel like they're going to give out any second now, and you're not even standing, so you lay down completely on your back and watch the ceiling fan turn around in circles.

should you fall asleep again? you did get only minimal hours of sleep, no one could blame you..

"y/n?"

"president? hngg.. i'm tired.."

"go to sleep, then. i'll stay here and make sure no one wakes you up."

kirari stands over you with a laptop, then sits on the bed next to you and starts typing something.

"what are you doing?"

"trying to set the fire alarm to go off but only in the room by sister is in."

"you're actually.. going to do that?"

"i said i was, didn't i? it's been three hours and i'm not feeling generous."

"hm." you agree, exhaling deeply and feeling sleep start to wash over your mind.

"isn't that hypocritical? letting me sleep but waking them up?"

"hmm. i suppose so."

"you're still doing it?"

the president hummed in response, and you sigh again, then look back over as she puts the laptop aside in frustration.

"i think that's something only sayaka can decode, i'll have to wait for her. where is she?"

"she went to go get changed.. she'll be back soon." you yawn, turning to your side and stretching your arm to grab a pillow from above you.

"did you two have a good time?"

"mhm."

"what did you do together?"

"we went biking."

"did she have fun?"

"yeah- i swear, even the wind was trying to catch up to her. she's an expert at it."

"that certainly sounds like her.. " kirari chuckled, tapping her face absentmindedly.

you yawned again, curling up with your pillow and kirari's perfectly manicured hand finds the top of your head again, her thumb beginning to form circles on the top of your head, lulling you further into sleep.

sayaka returns to the room, jumping slightly when she sees you and the president, her gaze flashing over to your position, before she fumbled with her fingers slightly, confusion on her face.

it's not that she's jealous, or annoyed.

she can't figure out if she'd rather be in your place with the president, or be in the president's place with you. why was that? her dedication was to the president, and the president alone..

"sayaka, could you help me with something?"

"y-yes, of course. what do you need, president?"

"can you make the fire alarm in room 14-a go off?"

"of course, at once."

sayaka took kirari's laptop, and did something that made several clicking sounds- you were too tired to lift your head to see.

down the hallway, the faint sound of a fire alarm and sprinklers going off ensued.

"i added the sprinklers, was that okay?"

kirari started laughing, wrapping her unoccupied hand around sayaka's shoulders and bringing her secretary closer to her.

"it's perfect, thank you, sayaka."

sayaka's face turned red, and she smiled anxiously, her fingers twisting in her lap.

"i don't think i tell you how perfect you are, sayaka."

"..president-"

"you do everything i ask, and even more. you're the most diligent person i've ever met, the best secretary i could ever ask for, and so much more."

"i-"

"i don't think i tell you that enough."

kirari brought her closer, until their faces were mere inches apart, light blue eyes examining the darker ones as both girl's breath was held.

sayaka's face was frozen, but her heart swelled in her chest, seratonin dancing around her head.

the president's face broke into a pleased smile when she realized this, taking her hand off sayaka's shoulders to guide the secretary's head onto her thigh.

"you must also be tired, darling."

"i'm.."

"sleep is already beckoning for you, dear. it's alright.."

if they said anything else after that, you didn't hear it. kirari finger tracing gently pathways across your skin was too memorizing, her soothing voice too enchanting.

and so, both you and sayaka promptly fell asleep at her mercy.

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short chapter but i'm not apologizing this time

ily ★