𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬|𝘛. 𝘒𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰

♯𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐱,

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♯Phone Sex,

Hajime pulled into the club's parking garage, the sound of the engine was the only sound as you both took in the scene outside seeing people in sleek, stylish outfits milling around, heading into the club.

As Hajime parked, you tore your gaze from the crowd and looked at him. "How long has Oikawa been hosting parties like this?" you asked, trying to distract yourself.

Hajime smirked, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. "He's been at it since high school. I didn't go to many back then, but once we got older, he really sharpened his skills. His parties are legendary now."

You nodded, processing his words you bit your lip. "Do you want to know what Kuroo did that pissed me off earlier?"

Hajime's expression shifted, curiosity replacing his usual calm. "Tell me," he said, leaning back in his seat, arms crossing over his chest.

You took a deep breath, the words spilling out before you could second-guess them. "Last night, I texted him to apologize, but today I found out he didn't bother to respond. Instead, he was fucking another girl behind my back."

Hajime's eyes darkened with concern, his jaw tightening. "He's that much of a pussy that he can't even communicate his feelings to you?"

You shrugged, trying to play it off, "It didn't really hurt me... it just showed me how immature he is."

Hajime's gaze softened, "What did I tell you?" he asked, tilting his head slightly.

You sighed the memory of his words from earlier replayed in your mind. "...That I'm more mature than him," you mumbled.

A soft smile tugged at Hajime's lips as he reached out to gently rub your shoulder. "But if you really want to get back at him, you could always make him regret it."

The suggestion caught your attention, and you turned to face him fully. "...How?"

Without a word, Hajime leaned in closer, his hand cupping your face as his lips brushed against yours in a slow, deliberate kiss.

"Call him," he whispered against your lips before pulling away, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that made your body ache.

You bit your lower lip, your hand resting against his chest as you hesitated. "Out of the blue? I don't usually call people first..."

Hajime's hand slid down to your neck, his thumb brushing over your skin as he leaned in to kiss the line of your jaw. "Mm...well," he murmured, his breath warm against your ear.

Before you could respond, your phone vibrated in your hand. You glanced at the screen, surprised to see Kuroo's name flashing across it. Holding it up for Hajime to see, a smirk curled on his lips as he realized who was calling.