The Art of Bad Choices | Haikyuu College (EDITING)

Pretty little lie

The warmth was unbearable.

Y/N writhed in bed, trying to push away all sources of heat that made her body all sweaty, but that seemed impossible. With her mind half asleep, she turned and tossed until her eyes ripped open and the girl could see what made her so hot. She was tightly wrapped in a soft, fluffy blanket and moreover, there were two men snuggling up to her sides.

Suna was laying quite low, with his face buried in her chest, while Osamu was acting up as a heater and a big spoon at the same time.

That's just perfect. How do I get up without waking them up?

She tried to unwrap Suna's arms from around her waist, but he snuggled up closer, squeezing her even tighter.

Y/N huffed, feeling like she was soaking in boiling hot water. She tried to at least slide the blanket down, but two men holding her made it impossible.

After a few minutes of trying to ignore the heat, she decided to be less delicate. She grabbed Suna's arms and slowly pushed him towards the wall. The man stirred and mumbled something in his sleep but didn't wake up. It was much easier to run away from Osamu's grasp, since the man pulled away from her almost on his own. As soon as she managed to put her feet on the ground, the twin wrapped his arms around Suna, pressing him tightly to his chest.

Y/N watched them for a couple of seconds with a fond smile. She fought with herself about taking a photo but decided against it. She managed to find her dress, phone, and shoes and, as quiet as possible, went outside the room.

Only then she could let out a deep sigh. With head still light after the night of smoking, she headed towards her room. It took her a couple of minutes to decide whether she should eat breakfast or take a shower first. What helped with the decision was the smell of smoke that clung mostly to her hair and a little bit to her clothes.

The dorms were quiet, obviously because everyone was asleep after the last night. Y/N knew that she wouldn't wake up anyone yet, but still, she tried to set her steps as gently as possible. After the hot shower she's finally woken up for good and decided that it's time for a breakfast.

Kitchen should be empty at this hour, but as soon as she started walking there, it was obvious that someone was not sleeping.

She walked slowly and peeked through the door to see a familiar face inside. She watched him for a moment before chocolate eyes snapped in her direction.

"Are ya hungry?" Kita watched her for a moment before turning around, back to cutting vegetables. He was doing it precisely, but quick. A clear sign that he was very good with knives. At least when it came to cooking.

"Like hell." Y/N stepped into the kitchen slowly. "You were here for the whole night?" She asked, taking a seat at the same spot she did a couple of hours ago.

She heard a small chuckle as Kita's broad shoulders shook lightly, but he didn't stop what he was doing. "I went to my room a little bit after ya. When I was done with cooking and cleaning up, I didn't have anyone to keep me company, so I decided to get some sleep."

"What about Sakusa?" Y/N felt something squeezing her stomach as she asked the question. Her face didn't reveal the curiosity, but her heartrate increased slightly.

Kita looked at her for a short second before turning around once again. "He went back a couple of minutes after ya. He usually stays until he's sleepy, but this time he looked like he just wasn't in a mood for sittin' here with me."

The silence that fell over the kitchen seemed tense somehow. Y/N didn't know how to feel, somewhat wondering if she was the reason Sakusa went to his room earlier.