KITA'S P.O.V.
A sleek black limousine rolls to a stop in front of my house, its tinted windows concealing the people within. I step out of my house, adjusting my new suit while the door opens to the limo. My friends usher me into the limo, excited to celebrate Osamu's bachelor party even though his wedding isn't for another two weeks.
"Come on, Kita," Aran calls, beckoning me to enter the limo.
I sit down beside him and Atsumu. "You ready for a night we'll never remember?" Atsumu asks me with a grin.
"Why would I want to forget any of this," I reply, shaking my head.
"Oh come on, Kita, let loose for once in your life," Atsumu sighs. "For Samu's sake, at least."
"I think Osamu would rather have his brother in one piece than wasted at a bar," Aran chimes in.
"I'll be fine, I'm a grown man," Atsumu scoffs.
"Please don't drag me into your mess, Tsumu," Osamu sighs.
"Come on, Kita, have a drink!" Suna nudges me.
"Alright, alright" I sigh.
"Yeah!" Atsumu cheers.
The champagne corks are then popped, and the group toasts to Osamu's upcoming wedding, the clinking of glasses echoing through the air.
"Thanks for coming, Kita," Osamu says, taking a sip of his champagne.
"Of course," I smile at him. "I wouldn't miss this for the world."
The limo navigates through the city streets, finally pulling up outside a neon-lit building decorated with suggestive silhouettes. The faint hum of music and the glow of pink and blue lights spilled onto the sidewalk, marking the group's arrival at the strip club.
"A strip club, Samu?" Atsumu laughs.
"Shut up, ya perv," Osamu scowls, rolling his eyes. "We all know you planned this night without regard to anyone else."
"It's a bachelor party, Samu," Aran adds, laughing. "You're last night of freedom, right?"
"Exactly," Atsumu grins. "But it's a classy strip club, I'll give you that. Not those shady ones. At least it's not some gross, grimy one. I have standards, ya know."
"Yeah, right," Osamu replies, shaking his head.
"Okay, fine, I've never actually been to this one before but I've heard good things."
"You're full of shit, Tsumu," Suna laughs.
"I'm not! I promise."
"Whatever," Osamu sighs. "Let's just get inside."
The group steps outside of the limo, entering the building. As the doors open, the group is met with a blast of cold air. Inside, the lights are dim, and a slow, sultry song drifts through the air. In the center of the room, there's a long stage with a pole running through the middle. Around the edges are a handful of private rooms.
"Alright, this is nice," Atsumu grins.
"Yeah, I agree," Aran says.
The group approaches the bar and takes a seat.
"We're celebrating a bachelor party," Atsumu tells the bartender.
"Congratulations," the bartender smiles. "What can I get for you?"
"Let's start with a round of shots," Atsumu says, grinning.
"What kind?" the bartender asks.
"Surprise us."
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{WHAT'S MEANT TO BE} Kita x Fem!Reader
General Fiction-Kita x Fem!Reader -Childhood friends Y/N and Kita find themselves unexpectedly reunited after years of living two completely separate lives. As they navigate through the complexities of seeing each other again, their feelings for one another begin...
