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A sigh left his lips as he walked over to her, hand reaching out to touch the skin Kuroos hand left a mark on. But Yumiko was quick to slap it away. "I don't need your fucking pity", She spat, glaring up at him. "Uncuff me if you're so worried about me."
His expression didn't budge in the slightest. His eyes calculated, keeping hers in a tight hold. "Don't make it harder then it has to be. I don't wanna hurt you, none of us want that. Trust-"
"Trust??" Yumiko scoffed. "First of all I don't know you! Second of all you chained me to a fucking bed! What the fuck is wrong with you? Get yourself checked, dude. This shit is weird as hell." She sighed, the shock and adrenaline slowly leaving her body. She shook her head. "Just uncuff me and I'll forget about this, Akaashi."
It was silent for a couple seconds. Seconds that were filled with hope on Yumikos side, maybe she could get through to him somehow. Make him rethink this whole ordeal and finally see clearly again.
"Are you done?" His expression was as stone hard as before, as if she didn't utter a single word. Or as if he didn't care about anything that left her mouth. It probably was the latter, his mind already made up the minute she asked to sit down next to him in class, only two days ago. The way her eyes shone when she smiled at him. Her cold fingers brushing against his as she handed him the cute glitter pen, making him want nothing more than to warm them in his hands.
Akaashi took a seat on the edge of the bed, feeling her body heat against his thigh through Kenmas thin sheets. He had to hold himself back from touching her, instead he reached out his hand, palm turned upwards in an unthreateninng manner. "I know you're confused and act out due to that. But you're not stupid and I know that, so stop acting like you are. We won't hurt you, princess. I promise, I won't let that happen."
Yumiko gazed down at his hand, studying all the ridges and lines. It looked so welcoming, but she knew what unsaid words lie behind it. Hidden by the calm and collected persona the boy put up, she saw the uncertainty and frustration pushing their way through. It looked like he was being honest, he does not want to hurt her but he will if his patience runs thin. She had to watch her step, if she wanted to go through whatever this is unharmed. Fucking weirdos.
Her hand slowly reached out as well, their fingers grazing each other as she lays it in his. Maybe she could persuade him somehow.
Akaashis breath hitched at her action. He didn't expect her to be so pliant after what Kuroo told him only some time ago. Something in him told him that this wasn't right, it wasn't how this is supposed to go. She was supposed to fight him, but he ignored those thoughts for the sake of feeling her soft hand in his. And maybe he had a little hope that she might be easier to tame than by his friend anticipated. He couldn't help himself and tightened his grip around her delicate fingers, bringing them closer to his face. His lips grazing her knuckles in a swift kiss, dropping her hand right after. It went so fast Yumiko couldn't even pull away. She isn't completely sure if she even would've.
He sighed. "You're lucky Kuroo found you yesterday instead of some creep. Who knows what could've happened to you." He chuckled and looked back up at her. "We'll always keep you safe."
Yumiko could barely keep her anger at bay. She wanted to yell and scream and let all of them know how crazy they are, but she knew she had to be patient.
"We?"
Akaashi nodded. "The guys and me."
Yumiko hummed in response, repressing a sneer. The fact that she drunk and laughed with them only some hours ago made her mad at herself. How could she have not sensed anything? She's usually so careful and hesitant with new people, but they somehow made her believe it was okay to trust them and she won't forgive herself for her stupidity. She knew better and yet here she was. Chained to a bed.
"Can't you just let me go? I don't know why you're doing this, but I promise that I won't go to the police or tell people about it." This must be some sick kind of joke she heard about from other people. College can be crazy.
Akaashis face hardened. Shit, she made him mad. She miscalculated. "One last time, princess. We're not trying to hurt you." He reached out, his fingertips tracing the red mark on her face. "I only want the best for you, we all do."
"How can you say that? You barely know me." She said with a frown. "And you are hurting me right now. My wrist is aching and my hand is starting to get numb." She mumbled.
Akaashi sighed. He stood up, pulling out a small key from his pants. He took her left wrist and opened the lock, that connected her to the chain that was attached to the bed. Her hand finally freed from the constraint.
"Thank you" she mumbled while rubbing her wrist, trying to ease the pain from being tied to the bed for God knows how long.
"Now let's go downstairs, you must be hungry." Akaashi said, turning towards the door.
"Wait!" Yumiko reached out her hand, grasping his shirt in her fingers to grab his attention. "Why did you guys cuff me to the bed like this? I dont understand. Did something happen?" Her voice got quieter and quieter with embarrassment. Vile thoughts started to race through her mind and she was suddenly scared for a completely different reason.
Akaashi just gave her an encouraging smile. "No, princess don't worry yourself like that. I'm actually not entirely sure why but one of the guys can explain once we go downstairs. Wanna come with me?" He said reaching out his hand to her. "I can make you something to eat too. I bet you're hungry."
Yumiko nodde in understanding and gratefully took his hand. And she was glad she did, obce she stepped out of the bed, her legs were still so weak. The sooner she can get out of here the better.
She halted in her steps. "Wait. Where are my clothes?"
Akaashi turned towards her, confused. "Oh, Kenma lend you some of his. Something about you not feeling well last night. I don't know the details, but you can ask him later where he put yours."
Kenma.....
That name sounded familiar, but Yumiko couldn't remember meeting him. All memories from last night were still foggy. But she did remember Kuroo telling her that he put her in Kenmas room, so he must be one of the roommates.
The pair made their way downstairs, both submerged in their thoughts. Yumiko more so then Akaashi. She tried to formulate a plan, she needed to get out. Fast. She didn't feel safe in their presence. She had a really bad feeling about them, everything's just so confusing and she's already starting to get a headache from all of this. This is definitely not helping her hangover right now.
Akaashi supported her by holding her hand and leading the way, as they walked down the set of stairs.
(~♡~)
A/N: I know this one's a little short, sorryy for that.
