enchanted ✧ k.sakusa

eleven

2:43

"wait i'm confused, he told you he liked you?" osamu questioned. "yes, samu. how is that so hard to believe." you shrugged.

"well after like 5 months you would think it would get to the point of you just telling him you like him. but i guess he was feeling bold." suna laughed.

"where is he taking you?" sora jumped on your bed. "f/f place. the fancy one like fifteen minutes from here." you responded.

"okay how does he know thats your favorite place." atsumu butted in. "don't ask me? wait- how does he know that. some serial killer shit or something." you joked.

you noticed sora got very quiet and slowly put her phone down and looked at you.

"sora.. do you know something?" osamu looked at her. "um.. i can't say." sora looked around. "sora what the fuck, what is it?" you questioned.

"okay.... but you can't tell." sora sighed. "i won't, what? spit it out!" you rushed.

"komori asked me to tell him your favorite food place so he could help kiyoomi ask you out. he was planning this way before the drunk confession. this was before komori even asked me out." sora spat out.

"AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?!?!" you laid back in your bed. "i'm sorry!!! i swore i wouldn't tell." sora cried out.

3 weeks ago

sora and komori were in coach yuji's office while sakusa and y/n were cleaning up. they were listening to yuji and mimi's daily rants about how y/n and sakusa need to hurry up and date already.

"sora, i promised i wouldn't ask but i need to know for kiyoomi's sake. please, please, please don't tell y/n." komori looked at sora. "well okay, what is it?" sora perked up.

"kiyoomi is planning to ask her out but he doesn't even know where he would take her." komori whispered, scared sakusa or y/n would hear.

"oh. my. god. it's about time," sora smiled "f/f place is her all time favorite. she would fall to her knees and ask for his hand in marriage if he took her there. she's a classy lady she likes fancy places." sora smiled, hearing this news about her best friend.

"perfect."

present

"damn, fake as fuck sora." suna laughed. "not too much rintaro." sora rolled her eyes.

4:34pm

"y/n come here so i can help you get ready!" sora yelled from your room. "wait we wanna come!" suna, atsumu, and osamu all raced up your stairs in front of you.

"you guys aren't y/n- MOVE!" sora pushed suna out of the way. "you can't dress like a hooker, so i'm helping you!" sora smiled.

"i'm not even that bad?" you looked at suna who shrugged, "i'm staying out of this."

"it is, how about this?" sora said, holding up a grey dress and white cardigan.

"hell no." you laughed fixing your hair.

"it's cute!!" sora cried going back into your closet. "it is cute, but i'm not wearing that."

"okay, what about this?" she held up a long red dress and a white cardigan."get the shorter one and i'll consider it." you leaned back into your chair. "okay!!" she smiled running into your closet.

"here!" she handed it to you and pushed you in the closet and shut the door. you put the dress on to make sora happy.

"okay, can i come out now?" you asked. "yes come on" sora opened the door.