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I can get drunk just looking at you

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I can get drunk just looking at you

A/N; take a listen at the song when you read or even a few seconds of it; in my opinion, this song is a perfect representation of Kenma's love for (Y/N), or Kenma in general. The lyrics are perfect for Kenma's love for (Y/N).

[THIRD POV]

(Y/N) shifted in her seat uncomfortably, why did Akaashi have to say something as crude as that? Did he imply that either of them would get on each other, despite knowing that one of them was taken?

"So (Y/N)," Akaashi folded his long leg on top of the other, "I want to first state that what we talk about is between us and only us."

"The door is locked, and with the walls thickened purposefully, no one can eavesdrop."

"More or less, technology has no play with it given that none of us would want to risk any interferences with the plane and our passengers' safety."

"What we say or do is between us, do you understand that?"

She nodded, swallowing a lump. She didn't know if that guaranteed her own safety, since no one can get in or hear what is happening- what if Akaashi made a move on her? She was absolutely powerless and the sharpest thing on her was her heels.

"I-I'm a little scared about this Keiji," (Y/N) said in all honesty; if anything, she wanted Akaashi to know what she felt in case if she wasn't clear enough with expressions or body language, "Please do not... do anything that would destroy anything between me or Kenma..."

"Of course not," Akaashi stared at her, "I have not one bit of interest in you, love wise."

"Sorry, I do not mean to have it come off as rude; but I was hoping you didn't seek any interest in me either."

"Oh," she only hoped that he was telling the truth, "I don't, I like Kenma."

"And that is good to hear." he smiled.

Well, at least things between them were now clear.

"Now then," Akaashi said, "May I ask you a question, (Y/N)?"

"I guess..." she mumbled, "What is it?"

"The night at the club, can I know what happened?"

"What specifically..." she regretted agreeing to this already.

"How do you feel after all of that?" he asked her, "A small portion of your night was with Suna, assuming that you had sex with him, how did you feel after that?"

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