"Please—just fuck me, Atsumu."
You cringe at yourself, remembering what you told him, "Why did I tell him that? So fucking embarrassing." You whisper to yourself on the way to work.
Last night, the entire situation that happened at DD's storage closet, everything moved so quickly, before you knew it, you were begging him to fuck you.
When Saeko asked if you could close up the coffee shop, you've seen her do it before, simple enough.
But as you turned the Delicious Delights sign off and turned the opened sign to close, the door opened.
"Sorry, we're closed." You said, not thinking, not bothering to look at who was at the door.
"I know." He smirked.
"Atsumu, what are you doing here."
"We were interrupted the other night...I would like to continue our conversation." Devilishly grinning as he walked closer to you.
"I'm busy. I have to finish cleaning."
"Okay, I'll help you."
Next thing you knew you were making out in the storage closet.
It was true when he said he wanted to hear you beg him.
And as his handsy fingertips roam your body, you have no choice but to oblige.
Your only regret was the two of you were interrupted.
On the plus side, you are getting closer to meeting everyone. Last night, you caught a glimpse of Suna Rintarou outside of DD's, the same person you saw that night of the party.
And, you successfully convinced Eita to go back home—maybe. When it comes to listening to you, he tends to do the exact opposite of what you tell him.
The walk to work is always the same.
The same drug deals do a terrible job at being incognito. The drunk homeless man is at the same spot every day, either sleeping or drunk or both.
There is an occasional ruckus where amateur thugs try their hardest to scare you with their cat-calling. So you play your part and clutch your tote, the one with a concealed weapon inside, shake in fear at the big scary men. Then when they leave, roll your eyes at the terrible scare tactics. Knowing full well, you can take them both down without a weapon. Probably with one hand tied behind your back.
The morning rush usually starts as soon as you turn on the open sign outside. Saeko always gets there before you, but she likes to slump around for most of the morning, yawning because she stayed up too late, then the stress sets in because she hasn't gotten any work done.
Honestly, how did she do this without you?
"Oh, Lyovochka!" You hear a woman's voice coming from the front entrance as you were busy stocking scattered books, observing everything from afar.
Saeko was leaning against the counter, giggling alongside the tall blonde woman, which means she is a familiar person.
She is as glamorous and slender, as a fashion week model, with large emerald-colored eyes.
"Lyovochka!!!" she sings louder.
"What is it, Alisa. I'm busy." Lev groans, walking out of his office. You never saw him enter through the front. There must be a back entrance you have yet to see.
Alisa, older sister of Lev. No affiliation with the Inarizaki gang, according to intel.
"You look so handsome in that suit." She smiles at him, ignoring his eye roll and groaning as she pinches his cheeks.
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Undisclosed Desires
Fanfiction"What's that over there?" She curiously asks. "How do you not know? It's literally the most famous restaurant in town." From a distance, she can see the glass building with glistening chandeliers, and the golden cursive sign spelling out the name...
