Sorry I took my sweet time.
Akashi played with the tips of (h/c) strands, silently watching his lover's peaceful slumbering form. How was it even possible to wake up feeling this elated? Every kiss, every touch, every words that were exchanged last night brimmed with fervor had satiated him beyond he could ever expect. His stomach churned at the recollection of their night of intimacy.
He neared his face to the girl's, rubbing his nose against her unbelievably soft cheeks. God, her smooth skin was no different than silk. He snapped out of his lovestruck self when he heard the sound of knocking.
Instead of feeling bothered, he got up with a fortuitous smile and went to answer the door, not failing to notice the exceedingly tidy bedroom in contrast to last night's events. The pieces of clothing that were once strewn across the floor disorderly were now laid on the couch, neatly folded.
Her cleanliness streak over the sharp pain between her legs. (Y/N) must've cleaned and organized everything after their lovemaking to which he disgracefully remembered blanking and passing out.
"(Y/N)cchi! Akashicchi! Are you ready?" Kise jumped in front of the redhead as soon as the door opened, a grin etched onto his boyish features.
"Shhh.." Akashi brought his index fingers to his own lips, ushering the blonde to quiet down.
"Ehh?" He turned down his volume, "Where's (Y/N)cchi? And why are you still not dressed?" Kise pointed at Akashi's boxers.
"She's still asleep." He answered lovingly, looking over where their shared bed was.
The blonde's gaze suddenly landed on the point guard's collar area and gasped in shock, "Y-Your neck..!"
"Hmm?"
"Gah, Kise! Are we going or not?!" Aomine stomped towards them, "That Harumiya chick is waiting!" He grumbled out before facing Akashi then gaped.
"Those marks..."
"Ah..is it that visible?" Akashi chuckled lightly, his face full of happiness.
"Akashicchi, are those..." Kise trailed off.
"Yes."
"Bug bites?!" He finished in horror.
"Tch, are you shitting yourself, Kise?" Aomine snorted at the guy's nescience.
"I suppose they are..special bug bites." Akashi replied, running his fingers on the purplish marks decorating his skin, "Well, you guys can go ahead and enjoy your hike. (Y/N) is still sleeping. I don't want to wake her up." He added, waving them off as he turned his back to them.
Kise choked at the sight of the red scratches scattering around in a parallel mannner on the Rakuzan basketball captain's back, almost fainting against Aomine who thwacked him away.
"Those scratches! Akashicchi, was there a cat in your room? Did you forget to close the window last night?"
"A cat, huh? You could say it was done by a very beautiful and attractive fox. I see them as her artistic work of appreciation." Akashi smirked.
"God, Akashi you masochistic bastard." Aomine stifled a snicker.
"Oh, OK then, Akashicchi. You must really like that fox if you don't mind her hurting you.."
"Indeed, I do fancy her above anything else."
"We'll leave you to it then! Come on, Aominecchi!" Kise skipped along the hallways.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." The navy haired guy slid his hands into his pocket as he looked at Akashi knowingly, with a toothy grin.
"I knew it was you two last night with all the noises." He then jogged over to Kise, kicking the model's calf.
"You're a goddamned idiot, you know that?"
"That really hurts, Aominecchi! What'd I even do to you?!"
"How the hell would Akashi have a fox?"
"Huh? But he just said..."
"He meant (L/N), Einstein." Kise twisted his head to where Akashi was standing before only to find the door closed.
"..."
"..."
"!?"
"Yeah, remember those moans-"
"I know that! Stop stabbing me in the heart already!"
A strangled wince escaped (Y/N)'s lips as she woke. She felt numb and sore, but it was nothing she couldn't handle. Still groggy from her sleep, she rubbed her eyes wearily before noticing the weight on her bare chest. The sight of flaming red hair that she adored so much sprawled on her instantly slapped her awake.
'I actually did it..with him. What's more is that I was the one who initiated it.' She thought, burying her hands into her palms while her cheeks started to burn.
But...unlike that time, she didn't wake up feeling like a worthless piece of trash.
She actually felt like a woman. A very special one.
...and she loved it.
The thought drifted away as she stared at the man laying on her chest...Did he enjoy it or did his thoughts about her change?
Her heart raced as she saw him lift his face up, his carnelian eyes boring into her (e/c) ones.
"Why are you making those interesting faces, sweetheart?"
"I-I didn't know you were awake." She blushed a little.
He breathed out a laugh at her flustered expression, getting off of her as he stroked her hair.
"Good morning, (Y/N)." He smiled fondly.
"...Good morning, Sei." She leaned against his touch.
"Last night was an amazing experience. I'm sorry for having you tidy up the mess by yourself." His hand dropped to her thigh, rubbing the skin gently. "Does it still hurt?"
She let out a high-pitched mewl, spontaneously grabbing his wrist to a stop. He widened his eyes.
"I apologize. W-What's wrong, (Y/N)? Does it hurt that badly after all? Should I call a doctor-"
"Ah, no...it's not that. It's just ticklish."
"Very sensitive in the mornings, aren't you?"
"..I'm going to take a shower. My body feels sticky. We should call room service and have them replace the sheets. I can't believe I even slept in these." She got up as her face twisted in disgust.
"Your OCD is truly ingratiating." He chuckled and stood up to kiss her.
She snorted and covered his mouth, "Don't even think about it. Brush your teeth first." She grabbed one of her towels from the chair, wrapping it around her before limping slightly to the bathroom.
"Let's just shower together." He helped her inside, locking the door. They both grabbed their toothbrushes and dabbed some toothpaste on, simultaneously brushing their teeth.
She casted a glance at him after, "No funny business, alright."
She turned on the shower, bits of water spraying down on her hair to her lower body.
"Hmm, that's not what you said last night though." He stepped in right after taking off his underwear.
"Oh, please. Says the one who fell asleep on me." She gave him a smug look, receiving a frown from him.
"I'm sorry about that. You drove me to the edge, I couldn't help the way you felt so divine." He poured a fairly amount of shampoo onto his palm, grating the contents before burying his hands in (Y/N)'s hair.
"Thanks, but you're going to have to wash yours yourself. I can't reach." She teased. He grunted, bowing his head lowly.
"How about now?"
She smiled, "That's more like it." She copied his actions, her fingers digging into his own hair. "I'm starting to get sick of your hair color, Sei."
"Oh, really?"
After a few 'accidental' gropes here and there, some side pinching, soap bubbles everywhere, and a little hair tugging, they finally finished.
"I forgot we were to supposed to meet up with Shouko this morning." She pursed her lips, searching for her phone.
"Don't worry, I already told Kise and Aomine that they should all just go ahead because of a certain sleeping beauty here."
"You could've woken me up." She mumbled, putting on some lotion before getting dressed.
"I could have but you were far too peaceful and slept like a log, so I didn't."
"Creep. You were watching me sleep again, weren't you?" She watched him pulled on his pants.
"...Not so much." He tried to hide his embarrassment, "It's not my fault you look very cute when you sleep."
"I'll never get you. Anyway, where should we go now?"
"We'll eat breakfast first. After that, do you want to catch up with the others?" They went out and closed the door, Akashi offering an arm to her.
"I'm not quite sure..." She replied honestly.
"Or do you want to go on a date? Just the two of us." He suggested with a warm look.
"..Date."
"Heh."
Soon, they arrived at a restaurant nearby. He pulled out a seat for (Y/N) before sitting himself across her. A waiter immediately approached the couple.
Akashi placed a hand on top of hers that was on the table, "What do you want to have, (Y/N)?"
"I'll have an omelette rice and miso soup please."
"Got it, miss. What about you, sir?"
"The same as her and some tofu soup."
"I'll be right back with your orders."
Silence fell upon them as the waiter left. He caressed the back of her hand with the pad of his thumb, not showing any signs of awkwardness.
"Please let go of my hand." She bluntly requested.
"Why? Do you not like me doing such things?"
"People are staring."
"And your point, my dear?"
She huffed, "It's..unnerving. They'll think we're weird."
"Oh, is that so?" She felt him lift her hand to his lips, kissing all the fingertips just like when he first proclaimed his feelings to her, "Unfortunately, I don't mind. There is no reason for me to hide my love for you in public."
"Aww, look at the young man, honey. So sweet! Why couldn't you be that nice to me when we were still going out?"
"Tch, stop staring at those lecherous kids and finish your food already."
(Y/N) felt rather conscious more than usual, ignoring the unwanted heedful audience. She shouldn't have said anything to her boyfriend.
"I'll get you for this later, Sei."
He sported a seductive smile, "I'll be counting the moments, darling."
"That was delicious. We should definitely come back to that place along with the others." (Y/N) spoke when they exited the restaurant.
"Indeed, for an average class, that is."
She blinked when something bumped against her lower back, along with a gasp.
"I'm really sorry, big sister.." A childish voice uttered shyly.
Both of them found a little girl around six years old whose ice cream was now on the ground. She had shiny black locks in twin tails and wore a cute pink sundress.
"It's alright, little girl. We're the ones who should apologize for your ice cream. Let us buy you another one." Akashi leaned down and patted her head.
"Oh, it's OK, big brother! I don't want to bother anyone.." She beamed lightly, her twin tails bouncing to her movements.
"I insist. Big sister here agrees too, right (Y/N)?" He tapped the stiff female beside him.
"A-Ah? Yes, it's not a problem." He noticed the bit of reluctance laced in her tone and took note of it to question more about it later.
"What's your name?" He asked sweetly. The little girl smiled widely,
"My name is Yuzuha! Nice to meet you, big brother!"
"That's a nice name. I'm Seijūrō and this is (Y/N). May I ask where your parents are?"
"They're over-" She raised a pointer finger to nothing, "...there?"
"They must've went ahead. Don't worry, we'll help you find them, Yuzuha." Akashi held her tiny hand in his.
"Thank you, big brother!" Yuzuha then stared at (Y/N) who nodded quietly, "Big sister too!"
"Anyways, you shouldn't wander around without your mother and father by your side. It's dangerous. They must be worried about you." Akashi scolded her gently.
"I'm sorry..I just saw big sister. I thought that she's really pretty...and I ended up following her.." She fumbled with the hem of her dress.
"She really is, isn't she?"
(Y/N) was flattered to hear her say that but she couldn't help but be uncomfortable around kids.
Just seeing them smile so freely without a care in the world sets a horrible feeling of guilt in the hollow of her stomach. Their faces full of innocence always haunt her for being so weak and helpless that she was unable to save hers.
And whether it was just because of the way her hair was tied or how she doesn't like to trouble other people and smiles so cheerfully, Yuzuha also happened to remind (Y/N) of her younger self.