Awaited Encounter

Part 7

A soft warmth wrapped around my legs and relaxed my body. I've never felt so calm in my life. It was so blissful... that's how I knew something was wrong. My body was intoxicated with a familiar scent. That is what made me feel so warm and fluffy.

"You're smiling like an idiot." A voice stated with no emotion. The tone made me stiffen and my eyes open at a slow rate.

I was met with tinted copper eyes and the worst bed hair I have ever seen. Their glare made the comfort I felt leak out. "Who the hell are you?" I mumbled under my breath.

Now that my eyes are opened, I tried to take in my surroundings. First thing I noticed was that this was not my bed. Next, I noticed that these were not my clothes. More importantly, I do not have a roommate.

The man who has been glaring at me since my eyes cracked open, sat on a chair near a desk. He had on a red track jacket, a blank shirt, and black shorts. From his body structure I could tell he was athletic.

"I'm surpirsed you don't know who I am. I know all about you." The cocky tone the man used made my brow twitch. Why would I know who he is anyways? I don't even know where I am! What happened last night... I can't remember.

My eyes widened as the memories from yesterday flooded back to me. "Oh no... I kissed Bokuto." My fingers rubbed my forehead, trying to keep my blush at bay.

"You say 'oh no' like you didn't want to. From what I saw, you both were into it." I scowled at the man, this time he was looking down and blowing at his nails. He looked bored.

"Alright who the hell are you?" I asked in the most irritated tone.

The raven-haired man leaned forward on his chair, "do you want Bokuto's memories to come back?" My heart stopped from the statement. I could already feel a cold sweat form around my body. Who is this guy and how does he-

"From your face I'm guessing no." I stayed still, frozen from fear and terror about the man's words. "I'm sorry." He sighed, closing his eyes and opening them again. "My name is Kuro Tetsurou, I am Bokuto's roommate. You passed out after Bokuto kissed you and now you are... well um."

The pieces in my mind fit together like an embarrassing puzzle. My face turned bright red as my shaky eyes looked down at my body. An oversized jersey laid over my frame, practically falling off my shoulders. In the corner of my eye, I could see another article of clothing. It was my pants.

Kuro's vision followed mine, "oh, no we did not do that part. You must have taken them off while you were sleeping."

My head began to feel light. My jittery hands tried to grab the shorts off the ground, but they were too far. If I bent anymore, the jersey would lift up. "C-can you help me?" I squeaked. Kuro only snickered, "nope! But I do have to have a serious talk with you so get flustered afterwards, ok?"

You have got to be kidding me. I nodded, not bothering to protest while Kuro talked.

"Now that Bokuto is around you, there is a good chance that he'll start getting his memory back." Kuro breathed out. I could tell the roommate was growing uneasy from the topic. It made me wonder why he was so on edge.

Bokuto did say he met Kuro the same year as his volleyball accident. Was Kuro there when it happened?

Kuro's fingers gripped the top of the chair, "All I am asking you is... don't tell him."