Male reader x Human Hersha and Welter

Hersha's Room

You woke up in a completely different scene. This most certainly wasn't the room you fell asleep in. Where...?

You being in a groggy state, it took you a moment to realize where you were. You were in Hersha's room. Confused, you gazed around the room again, looking for that man. Was he in a good mood again? If he was, Aoba had probably caused that since they were talking about a book he was reading. Finally, your eyes had located the male. He was sitting at a desk, a small lamp next to him being the only light, doing something. It was hard to tell what it was.

As you stared, he did a motion that looked like he was turning a page, you assuming that he was reading. Moving forward a bit, the bed let out a loud groan under your weight, causing Hersha to look over his shoulder. "Up already?" A small hint of a grin was on his face, him standing up. He closed he book, slid it off somewhere onto the desk and approached you. Unsure of what to do, you just sat there, staring at him with a bit of a puzzled expression even though you were hardly confused.

He took a seat next to you, crawling slightly behind as well. Then, something cold touched your shoulders. It made you jump a bit, turning to see what it was. It was just his hands.

There was a small, awkward pause formed. You stared forward, unsure of what to do at the moment. One of his hands went to your mouth, tracing a finger over your lips, you instantly contracting them. "I like your lips...I think they're pretty." Hersha said, that helping you realize how close he was to your neck. This felt completely out of character for him, actually creeping you out but, you didn't know what to do. "Uh..." Somehow, that managed to slip from you, staring at the table lamp, trying to get something to focus onto at the moment. "You have a really nice face, you know that?" The male kept going on about you. "I think it's very attractive."

For some reason, a knot formed in your stomach, slightly gulping. Now, your mind was starting to race with 'What if...' questions, trying your best not to freak out. It can't be that bad. Right? They haven't really laid a finger on you ever since the weird fights with the non twins so, it should be okay. Hersha won't hurt me, you thought. He wouldn't. Though, you were starting to abandon the reassuring thoughts almost as quickly as they came.

"I also like your eye color. It's a lovely shade." Still, he was going on about what he seemed to enjoy about your features, finger tracing all over your face now. "You're cheeks are really warm." He muttered, obvious that he was frowning just from the way his voice sounded. This was starting to really creep you out now.

Taking in a deep breath, you just waited for him to let go of you for the moment. You just couldn't think straight at the moment. "Remember when you used to be really thin?" Hersha asked, you shrugging. "I-I....gu-guess." You couldn't help but stutter out an answer, a little proud that you were able to get anything out at all. But, now was hardly the time where a little bit of pride could help. It was hard to tell what was up with Hersha.

After a little bit more compliments on your facial features, his hands moved to your tires, making you fully uncomfortable now. You just didn't know what else to do.

Then, an idea popped into your kind, quickly getting off the bed and away from him. "I-I'm sorry but, I-I'm gonna leave." You sputtered out as fast as you could before opening the door and walked out, having to refrain from dashing out. You made it to Welter's room, opening the door and closing it behind you. Trying not to look terrified, you took a seat on his bed and got under the covers, realizing that he was still asleep. 'I guess I'll just wait...'
(I had no idea what to write so this'll do)