"Bokuto-san, open the door," Akaashi whispered to his friend that was just awkwardly standing in the hall. He gave a nod and then complied. Your room was dark but the hall light illuminated it enough for them to safely see you to your queen-sized bed. Once in the room, he stood just as clueless as he had in the hall. "Can you pull her blanket back?"

"Tucking sleeping beauty in?" Bokuto smirked, curious about his friend's newfound chivalrous manner.

"I don't want her to freeze," he informed dryly. (Y/BFF/N) heard the commotion from her room, not yet having fallen asleep and decided to see what was going on. Hanging onto the door frame with one arm, she swooped her way in and peeked around, finding you in Akaashi's arms.

"What are you two doing?" she says as she makes her presence known. The sudden sound of her voice caused both boys to jump a little.

"Hot mess over here passed out eating some cake... on Akaashi's lap." Bokuto exaggerated a shocked face. Akaashi looked between the two with a roll of his eyes. Choosing to ignore their ragging, he proceeded to set you down on your plush sheets.

"And now he's tucking her in! How cuuuuute." (Y/Bff/N) teased.

He made sure to carefully place your legs comfortably between the sheets and blanket, before placing the rest of you down. "Am I the only decent human being in this town?" he whispered back to them as he worked.

"Just the only one in this room," she answered with her typical cheeky tone.

"That's unsettling." he matched her cheekiness.

"Heyyyy," Akaashi heard you whine out while gripping onto him before he could fully pull away from your warm body. Not wanting to leave you in any sort of distress, he sat down on the bed next to you, while you clutched onto his arms.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked softly, concern evident by his facial features as he leaned in towards you. It took you a moment to respond, but he didn't expect what you finally said when you did.

"Don't go. Cuddle with me Kaashi," you whispered out sounding as if this was completely normal. Eyes still closed but smiling brightly. Everyone in the room thought it was really cute, though you wouldn't be able to tell from the hushed giggles of the others. Akaashi frantically looked to his best friend for help.

"Don't look at me!" Bokuto threw his hands up in exasperation., answering apprehensively, "I'm not staying and I don't think you should either!"

Your best friend, who was beginning to laugh hysterically by this point at Akaashi's reaction, cut in. "I've got this," she whispers as she pats Bokuto on the shoulder, walking towards the bed. "(Y/n), Akaashi is tired and going home. Go to sleep."

"Ughhh." you huffed out, releasing him and rolling over. He stood up from your sudden outburst as you burrowed deep into your blanket. "Fine."

"Goodnight sleeping beautyyyy," Bokuto sang out as he began to exit the room. (Y/Bff/N) followed in suit, noticing Akaashi lingered a moment longer than they had. She waited for him by the door as he spoke one last time before leaving.

"Goodnight (Y/n)."

******

The next morning the sunshine taking over your room awoke you from your snug embrace. Rolling over, you looked for your cell phone to check the time. Oddly enough, it didn't seem to be anywhere near. Sending you into a slight frenzy you sat up, but this didn't go over so well with your body. Head pounding, stomach queasy, you realized needed to get up and get some water for your dehydrated body. Normally when going to bed you would keep a bottle on the bedside table, but strangely that wasn't there either. By this time you noticed you were still in your clothes from last night. 'Must have been exhausted' you thought as you shook it off and stood to your feet. The room spun in circles a moment as you adjusted.

Once your wave of nausea passed, you made your way down the hall and into the kitchen. (Y/Bff/N) was already up and getting ready for the day by making a small breakfast. The smell of pancakes filled your nostrils, comforting your senses.

"Good morning lovely!" she greeted you way too enthusiastic for your headache.

"Shhh.." you pleaded with your best friend. "I have a headache and it's your fault!"

"Guilty." she laughed, not bothering to quiet down though. She flipped a pancake onto a plate and placed it in front of you, now sitting with your head in your hands at the kitchen table. "I'm not sorry though. You will be thanking me later."

"Doubt it," you answered bleakly.

"Have you talked to Bokuto?" she questioned, turning to take a seat across from you at the table.

"No, I just woke up," you answered as you opened your water. All of a sudden you realized that was a bit of a random question from her. The two of you don't tend to discuss Bokuto too much. Speaking of Bokuto, when did he leave last night? Probably when Akaashi wanted to leave. Akaashi. You only got to see him for a minute it seems. Right? "Wait, why would I have spoken to Bokuto so soon?"

Raising a brow with a smirk, she took a bite of her pancakes. "Just thought you might remember a little bit from last night."

"I remember a lot of last night." you defended.

"Do you?" she asked, skeptical. (Y/Bff/N) is your best friend. She knew the answer to the question, she just wanted you to realize how out of it you really had been.

"Yeah of course. We played Kings a few times. You were being a little asshole and made me drink. A lot. Then we took some shots in the kitchen with Nakamura. And eventually, Bokuto & Akaashi showed up, with some girl. Bokuto's girlfriend? I think she likes Akaashi though if you ask me." you let out a small laugh at the thought rolled your eyes, taking another sip of water.

"Ok, so then what?" her smirk twitched as she asked.

Good question. Then what? "Then I must have gone to sleep."'

"Hmm," she arched a brow and looked away, sipping on her coffee. "Must have."

"Ok, spill it." your brows creased in an accusing manner, "You clearly know something I don't."

"Where to start?" she took her chin in her hand to exaggerate her thinking. "Oh, I remember. Then you pissed off your brother. I didn't see the whole thing though so you'll have to ask him about it yourself. I did see you hanging all over Akaashi for more than half the night. I think that made things a little awkward for him and your brother. Then I'm pretty sure somehow you fell asleep eating cake. That's about everything I know."

"Damnit." you cringed in embarrassment. "I blame you. What happened to me thanking you?"

"Well, you got to touch a cute boy. A lot. And if you ask me, I think he liked it." she smiled into her coffee mug looking accomplished. "You're welcome."

"Oh my god. Where is my phone?" you stood up looking around in a rush. "I need to text him. I should text him, right? To apologize of course. Or is that weird? No last night was weird. I need to apologize. I should right?"

"Sure," she answered mischievously, adding a wink for good measure. "Do it."

"I'm going to pretend like you aren't up to something right now." you shot a friendly glare. Finally spotting your cell phone you sigh in relief. Reaching to grab your phone off the couch, you unlocked it, lucky it still has 18% battery. Here goes nothing.

******

The rest of the day seemed to drag on. Eventually your nausea disappeared but your exhaustion seemed to grow, though you couldn't tell from the makeup covering your dark circles. After your first two appointments were done at work, you decided to head to the lobby to check if you had enough time for a quick coffee break before the next client arrived. The smile from the receptionist greeted you, but she spoke before you could.

"Hey! I was just about to look for you! Here." She said as she reached around to a part of the desk you couldn't see from where you were. When she turned back around she had a coffe cup in her hand. "This is for you."

"I need this so much! You're so sweet! Thank you!" You cheered out as you took the hot cup in your hands and smelt the familiar toasty flavor and read the label. "Caramel macchiato, yummm. My favorite."

"Well I'm glad your happy, but it's not from me," she explained.

"Oh?" You asked surprised, "Who's it from?"

"Some really cute brunette guy," she smiles with a tilt of her head, looking for you to tell her who he is. Before the conversation could continue though, your next client walked in...