As always, the sun rises just enough to peak through the blinds and disturb your slumber. Your eyelids flutter open to the sight of a sleeping Nijimura. He has one arm over your body as he sleeps face down. There is a tiny bit of drool seeping from his mouth, earning him a quiet giggle from you.
But then the memories of the previous night floods your head and the guilt follows. Your stomach churns once more and you try to withstand the urge to vomit. The idea of vomiting in such a recurring fashion enters your mind for a brief second, but it gets pushed back once more as something else presses for your attention.
The dinner from yesterday demands to be freed, and you rush over to the bathroom. Out comes bile and you cough out as much as you can into the toilet. Tears stream down your face at the burning of your throat.
Once everything is out, your head begins to feel dizzy at the violent spell. You can't help but lay down in the bathroom; your weeping falls onto the tiled flooring. Silence drowns your hearing and you become thankful for Nijimura being a heavy sleeper.
Minutes pass and when your body finally regains some of its energy, you lift yourself off the floor. In a sluggish fashion, you travel to your room and shut the door to give Nijimura more time to sleep. You return to the bathroom and close the door behind you, deciding on a fresh shower to melt away the guilty feeling.
However, it does nothing to calm the nerves and all you do is cry. The water pelts your face, mixing with your tears and drowning out your sobs. There is no sense of peace in yourself despite you consenting to the action. You wanted him to make you forget your troubles, but all it did was add to them.
You get out of the shower and brush your teeth with vigor. Once you no longer taste the disgust in your mouth, you stealthily enter your room to change into something comfortable. To your surprise, you find Nijimura still asleep yet his phone rests in his room while the alarm blares for him to awaken.
You change quickly into shorts and a t-shirt for your morning karate lesson. Your hair remains wet and free, but you know that when you enter the dojo, you'll wear it up.
"Wake up," you say as you shake the boy. After a few good shakes, he finally opens his eyes. You don't look at him, instead opting to view your mirror as you put some concealer on.
"What time is it?" he sighs while he struggles to sit up.
"7:30," you answer mechanically.
"Why are you up so early?"
"Karate."
"... Isn't that at 9 am?"
"I'm having breakfast with Akari," you state as you pick up your hair scrunchie.
"I can come with." He tilts his head, his eyebrows furrowed as he tries to detect any hint of discomfort on you. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just tired and I want to talk to Akari... Girl talk and all," you explain without facing him. He moves his head to catch a glimpse of your expression, but you don't allow it.
"Gotta go, bye!" You blitz out of your room and towards the entryway. From there, you grab the rest of your belongings and head out.
"What about the goodbye kiss?" he mutters out but you don't hear it in your swift departure.
[x]
Akari walks into the small cafe where you two usually meet up before karate. Her face bleeds with disorientation, having just woken up herself. She holds her cellphone on one hand as she scans the place for your presence.
When they land on your bloodshot eyes, she drops herself into the booth. "What happened?"
"I... lost my virginity," you announce lowly as your lips tremble.
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Just a Fairytale [Kuroko Tetsuya x Reader x Nijimura Shuzo]{KnB}
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