☁️ Kiyoomi Sakusa | My Love

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You sat in your dorm room when you heard a knock on your door

"Oh, hey Kusa" you greet Sakusa as you open your door, walking away from it and letting him close it.

He looked around your room and cringed, it was slightly dirty as you hadn't picked up in days; laying in your bed and sulking, eating chocolate and chips, and ignoring all of your duties.

Sakusa was there, well, because he was your best guy friend. You had kind of clung onto him in your first year of college because you had liked the same thing, and even though he tried to deny it, everyone knew he liked having you around because he did stuff like this.

"What is wrong with you?" he asked in an almost disgusted tone as he continued to look around you room, "Are you on your period or something?" he slightly gasps, feeling a little regretful for making it sound disgusting. It wasn't disgusting. Just. You not keeping the place clean was disgusting.

"Is that why you haven't been coming to classes? What do you need? Do you have aspirin? I can get you some, and also some chocolate for your cramps, a heating pad as well. Have you had any water, you know it's not good to not drink water when you're on, you're losing a lot of fluids. And have you eaten anything yet? You need food too. Also, you know it's not good to stay in a dirty environment when you have you're period. You're immune system deteriorates for that amount of time and your prone to sickness" he starts to asks questions and lecture you as he pulls out a pair of blue rubber gloves from his volleyball bag to start picking up the mess you called your room

Sakusa had an older sister, so he had known about this stuff. And his whole cleanliness thing made him learn all the ways girls could keep from contracting some type of disease.

"Ugh" you groan
"Kusa, I'm not on my period" you tell him, sitting up from your 'face in the bed' position to look at him.

"Then my earlier question still stands, what the fuck is wrong with you?" he questions again in a slightly harsher tone then before

"Do you actually like me?" you ask him, leaning on the wall that your bed was on, looking at him.

"What?" he asks, his eyebrows knitting together

"Do you actually like being my friend, Kiyoomi?"

Woah. You pulled out the first name. This was serious.

He cautiously walked over to your bed, really not wanting to sit down, but deciding to do it so he'll be able to talk to you face-to-face.

"If I didn't like being your friend I wouldn't be here right now, (Y/n)" he starts, "Do you really think I would come check up on you if I didn't like being your friend?" he asks rhetorically again, raising a brow

"Then what about me is so unlikable?" you ask him, tilting your head upwards to stare aimlessly at the ceiling

"Oh, well I have a whole list, so first-" he starts but stops when he sees you glaring at him. "I'm just kidding" he chuckles. His laugh was so nice.

"How about we get out of this cramped dorm and go for a walk, would that be good?" he asks, getting up from the bed, looking back at you as he expected you to come with him. And you did.

You were walking under the cherry blossom trees with him, "It's beautiful, right?" he asks, looking to you, "The cherry blossoms, I mean, they're starting to fall" he explains as one falls right in front of his feet, and he bends down to pick it up

"So why were you asking me all of those questions before? What happened?" he questioned again, really wanting to get to the bottom of this. He did care about you. In more ways than you knew, that he wasn't ready to admit

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