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"I am dying for that blueberry muffin right now!" Haru clung to your arm as both walked the street down to the cafe.

Today was a warm day, the sun out and the air still. There were no harsh winds blowing in your face, and the cloud were fluffy and white as they passed over the sun from time to time. You smiled at Haru, he's been talking about muffins ever since he got to your house.

"You're starting to make me want the muffin now." You laughed, seeing the cafe door only a few feet away.

"Maybe we can get one to share." Haru raised his brows before pulling the door open. Both of you giggled with each other, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and baked good filling your nose. The warmth of the small cafe wrapped around you, making your body feel cozy inside.

"It smells so good in here!" You pouted, the smell making you want to order every baked good this place had to offer. There were a few people in front of you, not a surprise since it was a Saturday and people liked to come here in the mornings to hang out.

"I know, right? I think I might get a boba tea instead of a coffee though." Haru looked up at menu displayed across the top of the registers. He pondered as you stood there, your mind already made up on what you wanted to order. A breakfast sandwich with orange juice. You weren't much of a coffee person.

"I'm gonna go find us a seat." You whispered to Haru. He let go of you arm and nodded at you. Pulling your phone from your pocket, you walked towards the back of the cafe where the seating area was located.

"Wait, y/n!" Haru called for you. Quickly turning back, you looked at him. "What did you want just in case I have to order?" He asked.

"Get me the breakfast sandwich and some orange juice, please." You smiled at him. Haru nodded before waiting back in the line. Turning back on your heel, you continued walking. As you looked up from your phone, you found the perfect seat next to the window. With a sigh, you sat down.

"So I'm gonna take a guess and say your favorite color is pink?" There was a voice you recognized coming from you right. Slowly, you lifted your head only to see who exactly you thought you would. Suna. But what you didn't expect to see was that girl Rose sitting across from him. She had a pink outfit with a white jacket and white heels to match. Her hair was long and black and she wore pink acrylics. She really went all out for their collab.

You scoffed, looking away from them. The last thing you were going to do was run away every time you saw Suna. If you ran, it only showed that you couldn't handle being around him. You weren't going to let him run your life. If he was going to be here, so were you. A day out with your best friend eating breakfast together.

"Okay," Haru sighed, placing the food and drinks down on the table, "here is our food!" He said with excitement. You were pretty sure his stomach growled a hundred times on the way here. He immediately reached into the bag, pulling out danish pastry. "These are so good. Here try it." He ripped you off a piece.

You leaned forward, Haru placing the piece of danish in your mouth. "I like the icing on top. It sort of reminds me of cheesecake, but not." You spoke as you grabbed your bag that had your breakfast sandwich in it. A part of you was surprised that Haru didn't notice Suna and Rose yet.

"My favorite color is actually baby blue, but I've been a little obsessed with pink lately." She chuckled. Haru looked over to his left, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets. He let out a loud cough nearly choking on his food.

"Holy shit," He whispered. "It's them!" He kicked your foot under the table. You laughed at him, swallowing the food you had in your mouth. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked almost like you kept a lifelong secret from him.

"It was funnier if you noticed. Also, don't pay them any mind. I just wanna enjoy my food. He's like a pest, always in every nook and cranny no matter how hard you and try and get rid of him." You shrugged, taking another bite of your sandwich.

Suna's attention was caught as Haru coughed loudly, his eyes landing straight on the back of your head as took a bite of your food. "What's your favorite color?" Rose asked as she straightened up in her seat. Suna wasn't even paying attention to what she said, it all sounded like a jumble of words to him right now. He could tell from afar that you were talking to Haru, but he couldn't make out what you were saying to him. "Suna?" Rose waved her hand in front of his face.

"Sorry." He blinked, looking back over in her direction. Rose just gave him a fake smile before looking over her shoulder at your table.

"Do you know them?" Rose asked as she turned back to look at Suna.

"Yeah, we go to school together." Suna quickly smiled at her, lifting his cup of coffee only to find that he had drunk all of it already.

"That's cute. Are they like your classmates or something? Are they dating?" Rose blinked, looking back at your table again.

"They're not dating." Suna answered immediately, the tone in his voice very direct and stern.

"And how would you know? Are you friends with them?" Rose giggled, smiling at Suna.

"I used to be. I know they're aren't dating." Suna answered, the bass in his voice dropping. His face had a more serious look on it than before.

"Okay...how do you know they're not dating now? Hm?" Rose smirked, tapping her acrylics on the table.

"You ask a lot of questions, Rose." Suna glared at her. She let out a forced laugh, awkwardly looking away from him. "Listen, how about we just keep this strictly business, yeah?" Suna leaned back in his chair. It was obvious that you would want to know more about the person you're literally going to film porn with, but Suna felt like Rose was getting a little too personal and a little too comfortable.

"I...sorry...I was just curious." She cleared her throat, her smile dropping for the first time in twenty minutes.

"How about we reschedule the collab? I just remembered I have deadlines to meet for school. I'm gonna be busy all day." Suna pulled his phone from his pocket, looking at the time. It was almost eleven in the morning. He looked up at Rose from his phone, her face slightly surprised at his sudden change of heart.

"How far back were you thinking?" Her voice kind of wavered as she nervously clasped her hands together. Why did she seem like she was intimidated and nervous all of a sudden? Suna narrowed her his eyes at her.

"Next week." There was no thought to his answer, but he needed to remind himself that this wasn't some date, it was a meet up simply for business.

Rose seemed to be quiet now before she spoke up, "next week is fine." She nodded slowly.

"Perfect. I'll just dm you on Twitter for more details then." Suna wasn't going to give his phone number out to her, not unless he was willing to do business with her again. Rose just silently agreed. She couldn't help but feel there was now this tension in the air. She grabbed her small bag from off of the table, throwing it over her shoulder.

"It was nice meeting with you, Suna, but I think I should get going now. I wouldn't want to hold you up. I look forward to next week." She gave another fake smile towards him as she stood up from her seat, the chair scratching against the floor.

"Yeah, me too. Have a nice day." Suna gave her a small wave as she turned away and began to walk towards the front of the cafe. There was this feeling, like a weight being lifted off of his shoulders. He don't know why he became so tense all of a sudden? Was it because she kept mentioning you? It had to be.

Though, Suna wasn't looking to be friends with Rose. Sure she was attractive and all, but he didn't want things to get too personal so early on. They weren't here to make friends. They were here to get to know each other a little bit and talk about how they were going to move forward with the collab. He couldn't let himself be entranced into something so simple that he's willing to give it up right there and then.

"So, what did you and Kuroo do in his car? And do not lie and say you just smoked! I know you two at least kissed." Haru chuckled, kicking your foot from under the table to mess around with you. Suna looked over at you two as he overheard the conversation.

"I'm telling you, we just smoked together and talked. He claimed it was, 'therapy'." You rolled your eyes with a smile, taking a sip of your orange juice.

"So you're saying he didn't offer to fuck or at least kiss? I'd say that's therapy. Sometimes." Haru shrugged, resting his head in his hands. You shook your head at him as an answer.

"You don't even like him anyway! If I did do that with him, you would probably kill him first and then me." You scoffed, throwing your empty breakfast sandwich bag at Haru. He let out an offended gasp, throwing the bag back at you.

"I would kill him, yes. But, I'd put you on like community service or some shit." Haru held back his laugh. You shook your head at him, smiling as a cackle erupted from your chest. During this time, you didn't even realize that Rose had left the cafe. You guess the saying is true. Out of sight, out of mind.

"So," Haru leaned closer to you, speaking in a whisper, "when did this whole thing with her happen?" He was clearly referring to the whole Rose and Suna situation.

"Like a week ago is when she commented. So, around the time of the party." You explained. Haru hummed in response, adjusting in his seat. His eyes slowly shifted over to the table where Suna was sitting, only to see he was now by himself, scrolling through his phone.

"Did she leave?" Haru asked.

Looking up at him, you replied, "huh?" Your eyes darted over in the direction he was staring. Rose was no longer sitting at the table with Suna.

"Go and talk to him." Haru bluntly stated.

"I'm sorry?" You said in shock, taken aback by his stern demand. A small scoff left your lips as you shook your head, a disgruntled look on your face.

"If you don't, I will." Haru warned, raising a brow at you.

"He doesn't wanna talk to me, Haru. So go ahead and do what you want." You shrugged, taking a deep breath in through your nose as you avoided eye contact with your best friend.

"Bullshit he 'doesn't wanna talk to me'. He willingly took you home last week." Haru rolled his eyes, slowly standing up from his chair.

"Okay? And the whole ride there it was completely silent. But go ahead." You dismissed Haru, not having the guts to actually watch him walk towards Suna's table. Haru let out a small huff of frustration before he walked over to Suna's table, pulling out the chair and sitting down dramatically.

Suna slowly looked up from his phone before making eye contact with Haru. Haru was just awkwardly smiling at him, his hands placed on top of the table. "Hi?" Suna looked everywhere else but at Haru.

"Hi, Suna. How's it been?" Haru's question was followed with a dramatic sigh. Suna thickly swallowed, shoving his phone back into his pocket. The silence was deafening, Suna hesitant to answer his question even though it was a basic conversation starter.

"Fine. Why are you, um...at my table?" Suna cocked his head to the side in confusion, blinking at Haru. He only laughed at Suna's question. Suna cleared his throat, inhaling deeply as he waited for Haru to answer.

"So, what do you think about y/n? You know, you ex girlfriend y/n?" Haru ignored Suna's question, asking his own. He didn't plan on staying in this seat for long hence why he was so quick to get to the point.

Suna glanced over at you sitting figure for a second before his attention focused back on Haru. "I don't get the question." Suna answered. He honestly didn't get the question. There were many levels to that question. It could mean friendly, romantically, even sexually. Knowing Haru, he probably meant all.

"What do you think of y/n? Is she pretty? Gorgeous even? Is she funny? Smart? Shit like that." Haru shrugged, occupied with wiping the crumbs off of the table with his hand.

Suna could feel his heart beating in his throat. "I guess. Yeah. Sure." He was slightly stammering, fumbling over his words as Haru glared at him, his eyes piercing through him.

"You guess? That's it?" Haru's brows scrunched together. You, on the other hand, were staring at the two boys having a conversation. From where you were sitting, you couldn't hear what they were talking about but Haru was staring him down like a hawk. Suna looked extremely nervous and uncomfortable, his hands clenched into fists as his leg bounced up and down under the table.

It was honestly embarrassing that Haru was doing this. But there was no way he was going to listen to your protests. He's Haru. "For fucks sake." You sighed.

"How about you and y/n go out for drinks?! I think that sounds cute. As friends of course," Haru let out the fakest laugh he could muster. "She already said she's willing to go." You didn't say shit, but Haru was trying his hardest to make something work out. He knows that you'd give him shit later if Suna actually agreed.

"Um...I got things to do tonight." Suna mumbled, wiping the palms of his hands on his jeans. Haru bit the inside of his cheek, eye twitching at Suna's words. Maybe if you asked him, Suna would say yes. Just maybe.

"Come on! Only for like an hour. You don't even have to pick her up or drop her off. I promise. I'll do all the work. I'll even be there with Zee." Haru held his hands up in defense, he was trying his best to make a convincing argument.

Suna let out a small sigh, his eyes darting over to you. Your head was resting in your hand as you played around with the empty orange juice bottle, spinning it on the table. "Fine," Suna answered while still looking in your direction. "When and where?" He asked.

"The place downtown near that ramen shop. The one with the stripper poles and shit. Meet us around...eight." Haru smiled at Suna before getting up from his seat, walking back in your direction.

Haru's footsteps caught your attention as he got closer to you. "What were you talking about?" You asked. Haru shook his head at you, pulling your arm so that you two could leave.

"I just asked him about Rose." Another lie. Haru hated lying to you, but he was doing it for the greater good.

"What?!" You asked in disbelief. "Please tell me you didn't mention me! I swear to god Haru!" You warned him through clenched teeth, only earning a small laugh from him as you both walked out the cafe.

"Don't worry! Listen, let's go out tonight to get your mind off of things. Me, you, Zee, and some drinks. How does that sound? I think you deserve to have a fun Saturday night."

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"I don't know if this looks right on me." You frowned as you stood in the mirror. Haru had dressed you up in a black leather halter top with a split thigh skirt to match. The top barely covered anything. It was more like a bikini top than anything. "I feel like all my goodies are showing, Haru." You turned around in the mirror to see your ass was hanging out at the bottom of the skirt. Quickly, you pulled it down.

"You look hot. Shut up." He walked up to you, handing you a jacket to wear. With all the people dancing and drinking in the club, it was definitely going to be hot in there, but for now, you needed something to cover up.

"What if my titty pops out? This top does not feel safe." You covered your boobs with your hands, turning to Haru.

"Your titty isn't going to pop out!" Haru cackled, grabbing your purse from the bed. "Zee is waiting outside. Come on." He grabbed your hand, trying to stop himself from laughing.

"Well, my ass is already hanging out. Might as well just have my tits on display too!" You followed behind Haru as you walked out of the house, locking the door behind you.

"No one is going to notice. The club is dark and people are too drunk to give a damn. People literally have sex in the bathrooms. A little ass isn't going to scare someone away," Haru opened the car door, sitting in the passenger seat as you sat in the back. "Hi, baby." Haru cheekily smiled before kissing Zee.

"Zee you're our designated driver tonight, so no drinking for you." You looked at him through the rear view mirror as you buckled your seatbelt.

"Yes, ma'am." He nodded. Haru giggled, looking back at you with a smile on his face.

"We'll have fun. I promise." He placed his hand on top of yours.

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Oh no, I left it on a cliffhanger...silly me. I'm thinking.......should I write the next chapter for y'all today? Hope you enjoyed hehehe๐Ÿ˜Œ

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