𝖱σσɱɱαƚǝ Sιƚυαƚισɳ ➹ нαιкυуу ff

➷Six➹

The events of the night still rang in your head, the memories making you blush a new but you pushed them out or at least tried to. The morning was still dark, just a few minutes to sunset. Times like this were when you really didn't mind being you, from your wide balcony that oversaw the Royal garden which was rumored to be enchanted and sometimes it felt like it was. You would wake up early just to gaze at the rising sun and forget the heavy burden you were born into. Sometimes it worked like a charm and other times not so much because it made you wish for a life you couldn't have.

You got off your bed, so many things surfaced in your mind but your biggest challenge yet faced you. What next? The plan was simple at the time, leave home, find a place, and have new experiences but now the subtext rose and put holes in your plan. You didn't have enough money to fund your new life and you couldn't risk using your accounts or your parents would easily track you down and have you right back where you started.

The worry was too much for the morning so you shook it off for later, putting on shorts and headed out of your room, going to make a nice cup of coffee, something your parents never knew you took because proper ladies take expensive tea and not caffeine, you could imagine the disgusted look her mother would give a delightful cup of coffee. So in the castle, you had to tell your maid to sneak it in and you could swear if you had super powers it was making good, no great coffee.

The stairs creaked under your feet in the silence of the house early in the morning, are the guys awake?

Just thinking of them brought a smile to your face, what is it about them?

You made your way into the kitchen, turned on the lights then picked up a cup and a coffee pack before moving to the coffee maker. Sometimes you wondered if it was your touch or maybe your maid was just naturally a bad coffee maker because it didn't make sense.

"Care to make for two?" A voice sounded from behind you and had you tensing up.

These boys really have a thing for sneaking up on you but this voice you didn't recognize. Akaashi's voice was deep and effortlessly sensual, Atsumu's voice and personality were both so charming that he could always steal your attention, and Kenma from the night well you recognized his voice as soft and seductive but this. . . his voice almost drew a moan from you as your nipples hardened, poking at your shirt.

You heard him as he moved closer and came into view. "Hi, you must be our new roommate."

He looked familiar, you would have easily mistaken him for Atsumu but he didn't have blonde hair. They are twins.

Yes, you are doomed, why were they all so handsome and just breathtaking. You couldn't even form words as you stared up at your last mystery roommate. Who knows what my head would come up with this time, you thought, remembering your dream.

"Uh..." Words, use your words. "Hi... I am the new roommate." He already knows that.

You were so distracted by his face that you hadn't even noticed he was shirtless and you wished you didn't look. Too late. He was so fit with his strong muscles that seemed to flex under your gaze, Snap! you realized you were staring like a creep.

"Sorry uh..." You quickly looked away, your face heating up. "I am y/n and yeah, the coffee is enough for two."

He nodded and was that an amused smile? They all did that, how do you amuse them? "Osamu."

He went to take a sit in the kitchen dining and you could feel his eyes on you, making you cautious about the shorts you had on and your nipples were still poking at your thin nightie, should have worn a shirt. Now facing him was not an option.

"Uhhh how do you like your coffee?"

"Very black, working an extra shift at the hospital so I need it."

Hospital?

The coffee was done with a ding of the machine, you poured out his and took a deep breath before turning to him.

"Thank you," he said, his smile easy on the eye as he took the coffee from you.

A feeling busted in your chest at the thought that he was actually pleased with you, well just wait till you taste it. No, that doesn't matter.

You smiled back and noticed his gaze on your nipples poking at your shirt. Did you want him to suck on it? Yes, you thought of it as you bit your lips and you could feel it hardening even more. What is really going on with me?

He did a sharp intake of air before closing his eyes and looking away which you were thankful for as you moved back to get your own coffee packed with enough sugar to give a whole town diabetes. What? I have a sweet tooth.

You stood, almost frozen as you waited for his review, apparently, it did matter. He took a sip. "Wow, your coffee is... It's wow." He moaned with his eyes wide.

Yeah, you had that effect on people.

A smile hung on your face at his compliment but faded into a blush. He finished his coffee way too soon because you wanted him to stay more but he got up and covered a little space better you. You hadn't expected it when he patted you on your hair, your blush increasing, eyes flaring and heart-busting. You wanted more of it.

"I enjoyed the coffee, I think I might even be addicted."

Again you asked yourself, what is it with these guys and being so irresistible? And it didn't help that you blushed way too much for your own good. Open book? Kenma had called you that and it was so true, you couldn't hide your emotions to save your life.

"I really don't want to but I have to go, I need to be at the hospital now."

He flashes you a sweet smile before walking away.

Roommate number four was just great and you were already thinking about him, It should have felt wrong and you wanted it to but it didn't. Right now you could really use a bit of advice from your maid, she always seemed to know everything. But your mother would deem you corrupted and make isolate you, her way of cleaning the mind.

Just then you saw your phone light up and you rushed to check it out. You were not sure what you had expected but it wasn't a text from your mother.

Mom: I failed to train you properly, you ran away? And what is with that note?

Mom: Stop with your drama and return now, your father had to say you went on a vacation.

Your heart went heavy at the message, your mom actually texted. She didn't seem to be even missing you, even after you poured your heart out to them in your note. They even lied about your whereabouts, it was so like them to cover up. The one time your father had been involved in an accident, they had also covered that up.

Another text showed up.

Mom: You are such an ungrateful child, return this moment and I will let this slide.

With a sigh, you switched off your phone before giving up on your coffee and going back to your room.

There was no way you were returning now.