Y/n pov

Oh. My. God. Jirou called me cute?!

I couldn't get Kyoka's offhanded remark out of my head. I mean, she was probably just being nice, or something like that. I don't know why being called cute was making me slightly panic like this, she had admitted to thinking I was attractive before!

But being called cute... only one other person outside of my family when I was a kid had called me that. And I caught feelings so fast after she did. But, I at least knew that person liked girls, I don't know anything on that topic about Kyoka! Denki has hinted at it before, but never confirmed anything.

"Are you okay Y/n?" Kyoka asked, with a concerned look.

"Yeah, I guess the nervousness is just hitting in now." I said with an awkward laugh.

She put a hand on my arm, which was resting on the shared arm rest between us, "Don't worry too much. I'm here for you if you need."

I felt like my brain short-circuited. What she just said to me, combined with her soft hand on my arm and the warm smile she gave me made me want to confess my sudden undying love right then and there. But I resisted the urge and smiled at her.

"Heh, thanks. Knowing that makes me feel better already!" I said and winked, almost immediately regretting that action.

But her face turned pink in an instant and she looked back down at the book in her lap. She didn't move her hand though, and that made the butterflies in my stomach go wild.

Eventually she moved her hand off my arm, to put her book in her handbag. I move my hand too, to stretch my arms out in front of me. She put one earphone in, her right one, leaving her left side, the side I was next to, free. I'm sure she was just being polite, but it still made me feel warm.

I opened my bag to grab my earphones, but I couldn't find them anywhere. I emptied half my bag onto my lap before I remembered my earphones had been lazily stuffed in my largest suitcase. Sighing, I leaned back in my seat, catching the attention of Kyoka.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"Oh, uh... I'm good," I scratched the back of my neck, "I forgot I packed my earphones in my other bag is all."

I laughed awkwardly, but then Kyoka handed me her other earphone, "Um, would you... Would you like to listen to my music with me?"

"Oh, sure!" I said, maybe a little too excitedly.

She smiled and handed me her other earphone. I knew I as blushing as I began listening too a familiar song from MSI, one that happened to be on my playlist before. It was also one of the songs she asked about.

"Oh, did you just add this to your playlist?" I asked, feeling kind of happy at the thought.

"Uh, y-yeah..." Kyoka said, looking down at her lap.

I laughed and then leaned back, closing my eyes. Kyoka's music probably wasn't the kind of music someone would usually relax too, but it was similar to my taste so I was comfortable.

·~•~·

"Y/n?" Kyoka's voice woke me up, and her tired face was the first thing I saw.

"Mm? Hey..." I yawned and sat up more.

"We're landing soon."

"Oh, already?" I said and stretched my arms up.

"Mhmm." Jirou help a piece of gum and I accepted it with a thanks.

It was an unfortunately bumpy on the way down. I did my best to try and relax an ignore it, and was distracted thanks to Kyoka.

She placed a hand on my arm, and I felt the heat rise in my face. I barely noticed when we landed because all my focus was on the touch on my wrist.

"Uh, how are you feeling?" Kyoka asked as she removed her hand and double checked her handbag.

"Oh, I'm okay! Thanks to your help, of course!" I said and stood up with her.

"I-I didn't do much..."

"Well, to me you did a lot! So, thanks!" I smiled and she was the one blushing now.

~Kyoka's pov~

The taxi ride to our hotel was quiet, most likely because we both didn't want to talk with a stranger in the front seat, but it was still comfortable. Y/n seemed to be on the verge of falling asleep, but the taxi ride wasn't long enough for her to take a nap.

Y/n stumbled through the doors of the surprisingly fancy hotel, and I had to resist the urge to hold her hand and lead her to the reception desk. She followed me, yawning every few steps. It was honestly adorable.

I was barely paying attention to the employee telling me where our rooms were, focused more on Y/n's sleepy expression. The elevator ride to the 11th floor was quiet, as we both preoccupied ourselves with our phones. I looked down at the keycard we were given, and opened the room door.

"Ah." The room was nice. Very nice. But it also featured a large bed in the middle of the room, rather then two separate ones like I'd asked Denki to arrange.

"Hmm? Oh, so we have to share a bed?" Y/n asked after yet another tired yawn.

"Well- I mean, I did ask Denki to get us separate need before, so- if you want I can go-" I stumbled over my words, still a bit angry with my assistant, but Y/n interrupted me with her cute laugh.

"I don't mind sharing if you're okay with it." She had a cute little smile on her face, and stretched her arms over her head. I wondered if she was too tired to be thinking properly.

"Alright then." I walked in the room and dropped my handbag on one of the bedside tables.

Y/n did the same, just on the opposite side of the bed, "Um, I'm pretty worn out from today, I'll probably go to bed without dinner, if that's okay."

"Mm, you shouldn't go to bed without eating something, I can order room service if you'd like." I suggested and she nodded.

We had a soms sandwiches and a couple beers before heading to bed. I showered before changing my clothes in the bathroom, and Y/n had changed into pajamas and climbed into bed by the time I was out.

She looked peaceful sleeping, and made me want to sleep too. But I had a few emails to sort out before sleeping, so I set up at the table near the window and opened my laptop. After half an hour of sorting pointless emails, I heard Y/n shift in bed.

"You're so loud when you type." She said, rubbing her eyes.

"Huh?" In my tired state, I took that comment as offence, but she didn't seem to mind.

"C'mon, it's late, you should sleep." Y/n said through a yawn.

I tched and closed my laptop reluctantly. She was right, it was getting late, so I got up and got into bed next to her, and fell asleep to her soft snores.