Secret Message - SemiShira

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ut all he found in those eyes was no patience

Shirabu's Pov

I woke up with a pounding headache, my head throbbing in protest to the bright sunlight filtering through the curtains

As my surroundings gradually became clearer, I realized that I wasn't in my own room.

Confusion and a pang of anxiety hit me. My gaze shifted to my left, where Semi Eita lay asleep.

Cautiously, I pushed myself into a sitting position, feeling the weight of my own confusion and unease.

I glanced around the unfamiliar room, my memory hazy as I tried to piece together the events of the previous night.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed, and it was then that I realized I was fully naked. Panic surged through me, and I quickly grabbed my scattered clothes, my heart racing as I rushed into the bathroom. The cold tiles beneath me grounded me slightly as I sank against the door, trying to catch my breath.

What had I done? Flashes of the night before surfaced in my mind – dancing, laughing, kissing Semi. My mind raced, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I struggled to understand how we might've gone

With a shaky hand, I turned on the faucet and splashed water on my face, hoping to wash away the remnants of last night's chaos. My reflection stared back at me, a mix of confusion, regret, and something else I couldn't quite place.

After a few moments, I managed to get dressed, my hands trembling as I buttoned up my shirt and pulled on my jeans. Leaving the bathroom, I walked back into the room, my gaze instinctively falling on Semi still asleep in the bed. The sight of him stirred a mix of emotions – from warmth to discomfort.

I knew I had to leave. I couldn't face Semi right now, not after whatever had happened between us last night. I grabbed my belongings and quietly slipped out of the room

Once outside, I hailed a cab and directed it towards my home. The ride was a blur, my mind was just filled with a mess of thoughts and emotions. When I finally stepped into my house, I was greeted by the sight of Keisha eating breakfast at the kitchen table.

Her question hit me like a ton of bricks. "Where were you all night?"

I stumbled over my words, the lie coming out before I could stop it. "I... I was at Suna's place."

Her gaze narrowed, scrutinizing me. "You smell like alcohol," she remarked sharply, a tone of concern in her voice. "We talked about this, Kenjirou."

Defensiveness surged within me. "It was just a one-time thing," I muttered, my frustration evident.

Her expression softened a little. "Go have a shower," she said more gently, "and don't please, do that again."

"Yeah, of course" I replied, my voice a mixture of annoyance and gratitude.

I hurried upstairs, entering the bathroom and shedding my clothes with self-disgust. The water turned on, cascading over my body as I let it wash away some of the regrets inside me. It was both cleansing and numbing, the cold pouring onto my skin

The events of last night played in my head, snippets of memories I couldn't fully remember. I leaned against the shower wall, my forehead resting on the tiles as I tried to sort through the emotions that threatened to overwhelm me.

After what felt like both an eternity and a fleeting moment, I turned off the water, wrapping a towel around myself as I stepped out of the shower. I dressed in fresh clothes

I fell onto my bed, my thoughts swirling in a relentless cycle. How could I have let this happen? What would I say to Semi when I see him again? How did I end up with him if he wasn't at the club? The weight of embarrassment was suffocating.

Exhaustion eventually pulled me under, and I fell into a restless sleep

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