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Chat: Serein Gang ʕ'•ᴥ•'ʔ
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Soogs
Can I get a tally of who's harassing Akaashi today ??

Brokuto
LMAOOOO ME 🙋🏻‍♂️

Doich
I'll be there too

I'm already harassing Akaashi 😎🤝✨

Soogs
Ofc you are

Doich
Wait nvm I might go to the library

Soogs
Excuse me-

Again ?!??!?!
Why would you voluntarily go somewhere that doesn't allow food-

Doich
I have a paper due next week.

Brokuto
Then u have a week to do it 😤

I don't see the problem ???

Doich
I can't focus at serein

Soogs
...

Brokuto
...

Soogs
Just say you hate us and move on ('༎ຶོΡ༎ຶོ')

Doich
But I don't...

Doich
It's just loud there

Brokuto
WOW SO UR SAYING WE'RE LOUD

Soogs
AND YOU HATE US

Brokuto
U FIND US OBNOXIOUS

Soogs
AND YOU HATE US

Doich
...

Doich
@y/n is this gaslighting

Is it working ( ✧≖ ͜ʖ≖)

( Doich disliked "Is it working ( ✧≖ ͜ʖ≖)" )

Doich
...

Doich
I'll see you guys there.

Brokuto
LES GOOOOOOOOOO

Soogs
We'll be there in about 20 min y/n !!!!

Soogs
Our usual table better be open or I'm suing

Dw I'm sitting here already :)))

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˚✧༚ Serein Coffee House

...the more symptoms one experiences, the greater the tendency to deny personal self expression. This emotional tension unconsciously manifests itself into one's physical wellbeing, reprising through a series of aches and p-

Your train of thought is interrupted when a man in a brown apron suddenly plops down in the seat across from you, radiating an incredibly disgruntled energy. You look up at him quizzically as he undoes the top two buttons of his collared shirt and slouches further into the wooden chair.

"Why do you look like you want to strangle someone?"

???
"Because I do."

"You... wanna talk about it?"

You close your laptop as he puts his head down on the table, and you passively run your hands through his hair on instinct. He blushes (and does a terrible job of hiding it) and buries the bottom half of his face into his upper arm.

???
"Are you busy? I know you just sat down not long ago and you were probably working on something? "

"Nah, I'm never too busy for you."

???
"Oh... that's-"

He clears his throat in an effort to compose himself.

???
"Thanks y/n, I appreciate you."

"Anytime! Now spill 'Kashi."

Akaashi Keiji
"Ok so... when my shift first started, an unreasonably large group of girls decided to come in with drink orders longer than my entire lifespan. And one of them claimed that I put one and a half pumps of syrup instead of one?! First of all no I didn't, and second of all, even if I did there's no fucking way that you could tell with all the other shit that was in that drink. So I had to remake her abomination of a beverage and she was watching me the entire fucking time. Like don't worry ma'am I won't fuck up your unicorn vomit calm down."

He sighs so hard that the table shakes and you swallow a giggle.

Akaashi Keiji
"Then this guy came in and started screaming about how we got his order wrong AFTER he already finished his drink. He kept demanding a refund like there was actually something he could return. Unless he was going to regurgitate that latte, his $4.25 would stay with this capitalist establishment. He had to be escorted out by security before everyone and their grandpa decided to ask me for the bathroom code. Holy shit I swear if I have to repeat it one more time I'm going to hurl myself into oncoming traffic."

You look at the man sympathetically (definitely not attempting to hold in a laugh at his vocabulary), who had his eyes closed as he leaned into your touch.

"I'm sorry people decided to be extra shitty today. Is there anything I can do for you? Maybe we can grab food after your shift is over or something?"

Akaashi Keiji
"Nah, it's ok. You being here is more than enough. I'm just sorry... for dumping all of this on you. I forgot to ask if you had the headspace for a rant."

"You have nothing to apologize for dummy. I'm here for you."

You playfully poke his temple as he turns his head to look at you, the cerulean in his eyes gracefully dancing under the light of the sun streaming through the window. You suppress the blush that threatens to rise in your cheeks as you gently remove your hand from his hair. Eyes downcast in a seemingly shy manner, he softly reaches for your wrist and places it back on his head, allowing his fingers to linger on your forearm slightly longer than expected as you continue brushing through his locks.

"What- uh- what time- does your shift end?"

You stuttered, but luckily he did not seem to notice the nervousness in your voice.

Akaashi Keiji
"In another two hours."

"I'll stay here with you then."

Akaashi Keiji
"You really don't have to-"

"I want to. And if you need to escape from unruly customers just signal me and I'll interrupt."

He shuffles a bit in his place, the tips of his ears turning slightly red, and you almost miss his whisper of...

Akaashi Keiji
"Gorgeous and considerate huh?"

But before you could react, the cafe door is aggressively thrown open, nearly hitting a customer in the face, as the bells above the doorframe flail violently.

Akaashi Keiji
"I guess Bokuto is here."

You smile as Akaashi sits up and turns toward the door to see Suga, Daichi, and Bokuto enter the coffee house. Bokuto, who was walking away from Daichi giving him a lecture about "controlling his strength in case he accidentally hurt someone one day", came over to the corner table where you both sat, and hit Akaashi on the back as a greeting. Keiji narrows his eyes at the sting.

Sugawara Koushi
"Bokuto I swear one of these days someone is going to charge you for assault."

Bokuto Koutarou
"Yeah yeah, whatchu guys talking about?"

Akaashi Keiji
"Nothing much. I'm just complaining."

Bokuto Koutarou
"About?"

Akaashi Keiji
"How I'm in desperate need of a week long break."

Everyone begins settling into their usual spots around the table as a beeping noise echoes from Akaashi's wrist. He groans.

Akaashi Keiji
"Fuck I'm back on the clock."

"Good luck Kei. We're here for moral support!"

A chorus of "yeahs" and "woot woots" erupts from the group. Akaashi smiles.

Akaashi Keiji
"Thanks guys. Does everyone want the usual?"

Bokuto Koutarou
"Not me! I saw something online that I wanted to try."

Bokuto hands Akaashi his phone as a psychotic twitch possesses Keiji's eye.

Akaashi Keiji
"Anything... else?"

Bokuto Koutarou
"Nope! OH wait, what's the bathroom code? I forgot."

Akaashi Keiji
"It's... 1280-"

Bokuto Koutarou
"Ok thanks!"

As Akaashi leaves, you could almost picture an imaginary storm cloud following him, raining aggressively over his head.

"Hey Bo, uh, what did you order?"

Bokuto Koutarou
"Oh! I ordered a strawberry crème latte but sub classic for white mocha with one and a half pumps of syrup and no whip on top but a little on the bottom, double blended with a splash of black tea! It's trending right now and I wanted to try it."

"O-oh. I see."

With a smile, Bokuto scuttles over to the bathroom. You chuckle to yourself before Daichi casually bumps his shoulder into yours.

Sawamura Daichi
"Hey y/n, is Akaashi ok? I saw you guys talking before we walked in."

"Yeah he's fine. He's just having a rough day."

Sawamura Daichi
"Ah ok, I'll check on him later. How's your paper going?"

"It's uh... going..."

Sawamura Daichi
"Did you even start yet?"

"I did. I'll have you know I'm halfway through the second paragraph."

Sawamura Daichi
"And when is it due?"

"...shut up."

Daichi smirks at your remark.

"What about you huh?"

Sawamura Daichi
"I'm done already. I just need to edit it."

"Since when?!"

Sawamura Daichi
"Since last week."

"Then why the hell would you go to the library-"

You look at him accusingly before breaking into a large grin.

Sawamura Daichi
"Stop."

"What?"

Daichi Sawamura
"Your smile is unnerving."

"And that's why you don't have a girlfriend."

Daichi pauses, mouth open and face contorted in the most "I'm offended" expression you've ever seen.

Daichi Sawamura
"Well in my defense, the last time I saw you smile like that we both ended up in the time-out chair."

"Daichi I swear to god that was ONE TIME when we were FIVE."

Daichi Sawamura
"That doesn't make it any less traumatic."

"Ok but who's the girl hm?"

Sawamura Daichi
"What girl?"

"The girl you're going to the library for."

Sawamura Daichi
"Where did you get that idea from-"

"I don't know, maybe the fact that you decided to walk across campus to the library for no reason after finishing your paper last week. There has to be another incentive."

Sawamura Daichi
"I have other work to do too, you know."

"Hm... sure. But you could always do it at home."

Sawamura Daichi
"But you and Suga are at home. That's all I have to say about that."

"... fair enough. So you're telling me there isn't a cute girl?"

Sawamura Daichi
"No."

"Then why are you scratching the back of your neck?"

Daichi quickly removes his hand at your observation.

"You can't hide anything from me. I'll find out eventually~"

???
"One black coffee with a shot of espresso!"

Sugawara Koushi
"Y/n your poison is ready."

"It's good I swear."

Sugawara Koushi
"It's torture in cup form."

"Yeah yeah."

You get up, ignoring Suga's disapproving head shakes, and walk over to the pickup counter. But right as you are about to reach for your drink, your small hand brushes against a rather large one.

???
"Oh sorry. Is that yours?"

You tilt your head up toward the unfamiliar voice... for a really long time. Your neck is nearly at a 90 degree angle before you finally make contact with a pair of golden brown eyes. Or rather, a single golden brown eye.

"Oh! Um... I'm not too sure anymore."

You turn the cup and strain your eyes slightly to make out the name written in black ink. It says "Psychopath ♡".

"Yeah it's mine."

???
"That's a... unique name."

You laugh.

"It's a sweet nickname the barista gave me for liking black coffee."

???
"Black coffee huh? A woman after my own heart."

You raise an eyebrow at his statement, refusing to acknowledge the unnecessary flip flops your stomach did.

???
"But I usually like mine with a shot of espresso."

"... you're joking."

???
"I know it sounds excessive but if you give it a try-"

"-no it's not! I actually... drink that more often than I should."

You gently shake the cup in your hand and it's his turn to look at you in shock.

???
"Oh- I guess happy coincidences do exist."

Akaashi Keiji
"Hey y/n did you order two red eyes?"

???
"Actually... I think that might be mine."

Akaashi stares at the man, dumbfounded.

Akaashi Keiji
"Seriously?"

???
"Haha yeah."

Akaashi Keiji
"Uhhhh give me a moment."

He dives behind the milk frother and not so discreetly scratches something out with a black sharpie. You assume it's another derogatory nickname that he wrote on the cup assuming it was you. Putting on his best customer service smile, Keiji turns and hands the cup back to the man.

Akaashi Keiji
"Here you go sir! Have a great day!"

You almost spit out your drink.

???
"Thanks man. I'll see you around psychopath."

He leaves with a final smirk as you roll your eyes at his receding figure.

Akaashi Keiji
"Did that really just happen-"

"I know right-"

Akaashi Keiji
"-someone else drinks that shit-"

"-you're actually nice to customers-"

"Wait what did you just say?"

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