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ੈ✩‧₊˚ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴇɴ *ੈ✩‧₊˚
warning : mature content
(some sad shit)
you opened your bedroom door and laid on the bed, akaashi was right behind you. "y/n, i can't tell you enough how sorry i am." he huffed and sat on the bed beside you. in the back of your head you know you shouldn't forgive him... and yes what you did wasn't correct as well.
you both were in a messy situation neither of you knew how to get out of. all you wanted was to make each other jealous in anyway possible. "keiji, i'm sorry as well," you started. "if i wouldn't have been around kenma as much recently you wouldn't have went to makaela's house."
"we were both wrong, we just need to fix this," you sighed. akaashi saw how serious you took your friendship—with benefits. he didn't quite understand why he was attached to you. it scared him to death knowing someone could make him this vulnerable.
"i don't have feelings for her so why do i feel like this?"
akaashi pushed every thought of having feelings for you out of his mind. he didn't want to be with you, he just wanted you to give him pleasure and only him. he didn't know what love was nor was he ever in it. he just want you—but not your heart but your body.
it was messed up and you were starting to see it and see him for who he really is. and it hurt... so bad.
"key kei?" you called out to him, "yes babe?" he responded. "can we try something?" he smiled at you, "yeah anything you want."
you pulled out the chair from your vanity and patted it, "sit." you demanded him and he happily did as told. "i'll be back," you grabbed something from your drawer and headed to the bathroom.
a few minutes passed and you were out. before akaashi could turn around and look at you, you tied his hands to together behind the chair. "oh i see where this is going," he scoffed, "i'm excited babe." his voice soothed you, it was so calm and gentle. you could listen to him talk for hours. you wished his personality was as nice as his voice.
you walked in front of the chair, he could only look at you—he was speechless. you had on a red lingerie set on that he loved so much. this could be the last time you two talked to each other so why not go out with a bang... but he didn't know that.
putting your hands on his knees you got closer to him. "keiji, i have to tell you something before this is all over." akaashi tilted his head confused, "what is it?" he questioned. getting up and dragging your hand from his crotch to his chest, you walked behind the chair.
