Explanation

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  You came to with a gentle groan, eyelashes fluttering as you opened and shut your eyes in order to focus your vision. It was dimly lit. You didn't know your location but you didn't feel endangered in the slightest, oddly. Your body was relaxed, comfortable even. A faint smell of vanilla wafted into your nose as you rolled onto your stomach. You laid your head down into a cushiony surface and sighed.

  "______, you're up," called a soft voice. "How are you feeling?"

   You groaned before slowly lifting your head. You looked to your left only to be met with the man of your literal dreams, a concerned, softened look adorning his face.

  "W-Woah..!" you yelped as you pushed yourself up. You backed up, creating distance between you and Akiyama, and finally began to survey your surroundings. Nightime. Bed. Dimly light room. You immediately looked down and were releived to find yourself fully clothed still. Akiyama was as well.

  "H- Hey," he began. "it's okay. I know this does not look all too good, but I got worried for you."

  That didn't explain anything, pal.

  "I-I mean! Hold on. Let me start from when we came home." Something about him referring to this as home made your heart swell. You knew it wasn't yours together but something about the phrasing sent your heart racing. "I-I had been teasing you a bit. I had asked you to call me Shun, you know. You had some trouble adjusting so I would tease you each time you called me Akiyama. I guess I may have taken it a bit far when I p-picked you up and put you on the counter."

  Suddenly the memories came flooding back now that you were fully awake and functioning. Your face turned red instantly and you could feel the heat.

  "I didn't expect you to faint though. I put you in bed and watched over you so you wouldn't be in an unfamilair place when you woke up. I-I'm deeply sorry to have caused this."

  You watched as Akiyama fell silent and you looked down at your lap. His frantic explanation was kind of cute. The way he fell over himself in an attempt to clear things up was endearing almost. He respected and valued your view of him.

  You didn't want to leave just yet. These feelings were growing stronger and stronger. You wanted just a little bit longer with Akiyama if possible.

  Maybe, you thought, I could push my luck a little here.

  Your body slowly slid back down under the sheets and you peeked over them at Akiyama. "You wanna make it up to me?" you asked quietly.

  "Name your price."

  "May I, if it's not too much, sleepover for the weekend?"

  You looked up to him with big, round, pleading eyes and you saw a faint red paint itself on Akiyama's cheeks.

  "Y-Yeah, that's fine by me."

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