Sadistic | Sata Kyouya x Reader

♚ nineteen

"So, what's up?" Kyouya asked.

Sitting up from your bed, you brought the cellphone closer to your ear to respond.

"Let's... go on a vacation!"

"What?" he sounded taken aback and annoyed. "Are you stupid? It's still pretty chilly, and you want to go on a vacation? Where to?"

"H-hey..." you whined at him for calling you an idiot, but ignored his remark. "Somewhere... tropical?"

"Can you even afford this? Do you even have a job?"

"O-of course I can! Once... I get a job," you muttered the last words out quietly.

"Good to hear, because there's no way I'm paying any of it for you." He ended the call in a click and you collapsed back onto the bed in frustration.

Wow, he didn't have to put it that way...

"Get a job, huh?" you thought, biting your lip.

***

"You... getting a job?" San started cracking up, covering her open mouth with one hand. "You're the last person I would expect to work..."

You glared at her and crossed your arms in silence, waiting for her to quiet down. Once she laughed to her heart's content, she widened her eyes. "You're... not serious, are you?"

"I am!"

San huffed, acknowledging your sudden interest in working. You knew she worked at a supermarket, and you thought that would be a good place to start. "Please, San, let me work with you!"

"Hey, hey, hey! – don't beg, there's no way I would refuse something like that," she stated, placing one hand on her hip. "I can get you a job, but you have to promise me you'll work hard."

"I'll work as hard as I can!" you cheered and gave her a playful smile, and San gave a bittersweet sigh.

"By the way, why do you want this job so much?"

"For Kyouya-kun!" you yipped, and San's smile turned to a frown.

"I should have expected that, I suppose," she groaned.

***

You flipped open your cellphone to see a missed call from Kyouya, which was surprisingly unusual. Bringing the phone to your ear, you heard him pick up on the second ring.

"Hey, why'd you call?" you asked.

"I got two roundabout tickets to Hawaii for next week."

"What?! But I got a job and everything like you told me to," you pouted.

"Holy shit. Are you serious?"

"It's okay, I can just quit!"

"Tch. I'm refunding these. I can wait."

"WAIT? WHAT-" The call ended abruptly and left you hanging, clutching onto your phone.

So much for that...

"I guess I'm going to have to work after all," you mumbled.

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