Y/n is the owner of a male strip club. She recently had taken over the club when the previous owner retired. The club was in shambles when she first took over. Over the years she was able to change the word around town and the club was now the most...
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Y/n POV
Next thing I knew Akaashi dropped the clothes I had given him on the bed and he walked towards me. I stood there unsure of what to do but also curious about his next move.
He cupped my face into his soft hands has mine were clutching the towel around my body. I stared up at him waiting to see what he would do next. He slowly leaned down towards me and my body froze and my brain went silent. The only thing I could focus on were his lips that were slowly inching towards me.
When our faces were only a few centimeters apart he whispered "I don't know, you smell pretty delicious to me."
He stood up straight, grabbing his clothes and walked out of my room leaving me speechless and craving more than what I got.
I stared at the door for a few moments in shock then glanced around the room for any cameras that would catch my reaction to being punked.
No way did that just happen. Why did I want him to kiss me for a second there. Why was I going to be okay with that?
I finished my night time routine and crawled into bed and drifted off to sleep with the thought of Akaashi's lips on mine.
The next morning I woke up to most of the boys gone except for a few that were lounging in the living room or still asleep.
I said a few greetings to them as I made my way into the kitchen to cook something for them.
Akaashi and Bokuto sat at the kitchen island engaged in a conversation but I felt Akaashi's eyes on me whenever I passed their line of sight.
Every time our eyes met it was like he was sucking me into another realm where only the two of us existed.
Soon enough I started pulling out ingredients to make kimchi fried rice and eventually Kuroo and Daichi came downstairs to join us.
"Want some help" Daichi offered with his million dollar smile that would make any girls heart melt.
"No it's okay I got it" I smile back at him.
"No there's still quite a few mouths to feed. Let me help you" he struts towards me to help along with Kuroo trailing behind him.
As we continue to work around each other in the kitchen we were just about done.
After washing my hands I grabbed a towel to dry my hands when I felt hands grip my waist causing me to jerk my head to the side from the sudden contact.
"Where's your plates" Kuroo whispers into my ear with a deep voice that caused goosebumps up my arms and shivers down my spine.
"In the cabinet right there" I motion with my eyes to the cabinet towards our right as I set down my towel.
