Unfortunately, you didn't find out who that coffee was from before leaving work. 'Cute brunette' boys aren't hard to come by. Having a few ideas, but not wanting the embarrassment if wrong, you decide not to ask any of your male friends. The receptionist at your work was no help and described someone that seemed familiar but also didn't at the same time. Once you got home, you told your best friend what happened, but she didn't know who it was either. That didn't stop her mind from creating theory after theory. Some were believable, some not so much. Some you hoped weren't true, but some you did.

"I bet it was Akaashi." That seemed to be her favorite theory, as she's mentioned it at least ten times since this conversation was started. Not a theory you minded if you were being honest, but couldn't be. Could it?

"The description the desk gave me didn't sound like him though. Plus, he doesn't know which spa I work at. Or my favorite coffee."

"I'm sure you have rambled off at some point during your drunken stupors" she offered as she took a bite of the pasta she made you two for dinner. "That or a lucky guess. It's not like you drink anything complicated. Everyone has had a caramel macchiato."

"Ok, but that doesn't explain knowing which spa I work at." you challenge. "That's not so easy to guess."

"It's not, but it's not impossible to find out." "With a little effort, he could find out a lot about you. He could probably just ask Bokuto or look at any of your social media."

She's right. It probably wouldn't be too hard to figure out if he tried. Deciding to indulge her, and yourself, you entertained the thought. "Ok so let's say it was from him. What do I do about it?"

"Date him." she bluntly answered with a straight face.

"I'm serious!" you stress.

"I wasn't exactly joking." she arched her brow. "But the next step would be to thank him, however, you choose to do so. Knowing you, you'll just say thank you and continue as nothing happened." she rolled her eyes.

"What is so wrong with that?" you question.

"Nothing." she offered, standing up from the table to put away her dishes. "Could throw in a little bonus though. Maybe a thank you kiss."

"Ok, that's enough of that." you laughed as you got up to put your dishes away as well.

"So anyway, there's a party at Miya's." she bumped into you, trying to get you excited.

"Oh no, no." you declined with a wave of your hands, "It was a rough night last night. Then I worked, hungover." your brows furrowed at the thought of how unpleasant that was. It wasn't the first time but it certainly wasn't something you would get used to. Shaking your head free of the thought, you continued, "Not feeling a party tonight."

"You have to go!" she took a sip of her wine smiling widely. "Besides, what if your coffee soulmate is there?"

"Is that what we're naming this mysterious person?" you laughed out. "Anyways, what are the odds that will happen?"

"Greater than if you don't go. That's for sure." she crinkled her face at you and finished up her glass.

"Ok fine. You win." you agreed as you did the same, taking the two glasses and putting them in the sink. "But just for a little while. I mean it! I want to enjoy my Sunday for once without a hangover."

"Go get ready! We have an hour!" she rushed as she packaged up leftovers to put in the fridge. Making your way down the hallway to your bedroom, you can't help but feel excited at the thought of going to this party now.

For tonight you chose to dress casual, yet still cute of course, sporting some jeans and a tank top. To show off your freshly done mono-chrome pedicure, you chose a cute, yet simple, pair of sandals. It's Spring but still can get a bit chilly at night, so you finished the look with a cute jacket. Then you fixed your hair up in a messy-yet-cute style, pulling at random pieces to frame your face. Once you finished freshening up and reapplied some makeup, you were ready to go. It was around 8:45 when you left the house, meaning you would arrive probably right around 9 pm. Luckily for the two of you, the Miya twins live pretty close so you were able to walk to the party.

When you arrived you walked in to see a sea of people. Their parties always had way more people than yours did. After about 20 minutes of polite greetings in the front of the house, you were finally able to make your way to the kitchen to try to get a drink, with your best friend right in tow behind you. The kitchen proved to be as crowded as the rest of the house, but a familiar voice made you feel right at home.

"(Y/n)!" Bokuto yelled out over everyone at your arrival, "(Y/Bff/N)!"

"Great." Kana groaned out. She gave a fake smile once she noticed Akaashi glaring at her, from a few feet away.

"Bokuto!" your best friend yelled out as he ran to the two of you for a hug. "She's always a pleasure isn't she?" she whispered when only he was in earshot.

"Sorry." he laughed off while he went in for a hug from you too. "Want some drinks? Here, follow me. Akaashi is here too." Bokuto took you by the wrist, and you quickly grabbed (Y/Bff/N)'s to make your way through the crowd of people. Since Bokuto is giant compared to the two of you, it was much easier getting through everyone following him. He pulled you two past Akaashi and Kana, and you gave a small wave as you passed. When Bokuto let go, the three of you were at a counter at the back of the kitchen. It was lined with bottles and knocked over cups. Clearly, this party was already getting out of hand, typical of a Miya twin get together. As your trusty bartender, Bokuto begins mixing up some drinks and hands both of you one, then continues to make himself another. Both of you nodded a quick thanks. "AKAASHI! KANA! You need one?!" he yelled out to his friends before he turned to walk back to his group with the two of you.

"Hey Akaashiiiii," (Y/Bff/N) sung out when you two walked up. "Glad to see we didn't scare you off last night."

He laughed in response, "No, you didn't. It was fun."

(Y/Bff/N) shot you a smirk at his words, remembering your embarrassment when you found out last night's events. The reminder caused heat to flush to your face and you sipped lightly at your drink looking away. Taking in the rest of the guests around you, there was a lot you recognized. A guy that lives 3 houses down from you was standing near the entryway to the kitchen. Atsuma could be seen shouting at another familiar face from Bokuto's team in the living room from where you were standing. It seemed to be a friendly quarrel, heightened no doubt by his intoxication. The girl Bokuto hooked up with at his last party was sitting on the stairs, not looking too happy. Oh, and your personal favorite, the poor girl that was now dating your ex-boyfriend had just walked in. Lucky for you, he did not seem to be with her.

All of your thoughts were interrupted by Bokuto waving a hand in your face. "Earth to (Y/n)!" Realizing you zoned out, you turned your attention back to your friends. "Shot time?" Bokuto asked looking excited. Kana and (Y/Bff/N) agreed eagerly, but you looked down to your still almost full cup taking a sip.

Feeling your stomach lurch at the sight of the same liquor from last night, you declined, "No thanks."

"Whaaaat?!" Bokuto was in disbelief. Rarely do you ever pass up a shot.

"Me either." Akaashi also turned down his offer.

"Lame, but ok," Bokuto commented while turning to the nearest counter to pour shots for the 3 of them, as well as 3 for strangers he was befriending next to them.

"Can't help but notice you are barely drinking tonight," Akaashi questioned your uncharacteristically quiet and sober behavior. "Everything ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." you half-smiled. "I actually, uh, didn't really want to come."

"Me either," Akaashi agreed. "But I'm surprised you didn't."

"Usually I would." you explained, "I love their parties, but I'm not quite recovered from last night. Just kind of want to relax the rest of the weekend."

"Same." he took a sip of his beer as he spoke. "It's about to be a long work week come Monday."

"Do you work a typical work week?" you ask "Monday through Friday?"

"Yeah, usually. If it's close to a deadline I might pull a Saturday too," he answered. "That hopefully won't happen too often though. If it comes down to that then it's been a stressful week."

"You seem to like your job as an editor for the most part so far though," you asked "right?"

"Yeah it's not too bad," he answered, putting down his beer he seemed rather dissatisfied with. "Once I'm not so new to the company I'll start to get better projects so I just have to tough it out for a while. What about you though? Do you have a set schedule? Or just get to choose when you want appointments? How does that work?"

"I tell them what days I am available and I work that schedule every week. Sometimes it changes if I didn't book up or if I want extra shifts or holidays, but for the most part, it stays the same," you answer, also putting down your drink. "I'm off on Sundays and Wednesdays, and every other Monday." Earlier you must have zoned out longer than you thought you had because you looked at your phone and were shocked. Looking at the display you realized it had been over an hour since you arrived at the Miya house. Not wanting to be there much longer, you started to think of ways you would be able to escape. Bokuto and the girls were done taking their shots and began talking to everyone around you again. After a few moments, you got an idea and looked over to judge Akaashi's current vibe. Seeing that he still looked bored, you decided to ask, "Hey, how would you like to get out of here?"

He looked at you confused for a moment and then answered, "Where would we go?"

"Hungry?" You innocently ask without making eye contact, realizing that is probably not what Akaashi thought you were asking, "There's a pretty nice diner just a few blocks from here."

"Actually, I'm starving." He smiles back at you, before checking the time on his phone. "Bokuto made me leave before I could get dinner earlier."

The lot of your friends were busy taking shots, so they never even noticed the two of you leave the kitchen. Knowing they all would be fine on their own, the two of you decided to just text them on your walk to the diner to let them know you left and would be fine.

The crisp air blew at your faces as you walked along the sidewalks, cooling you down from the heat of the alcohol intake, as well as the slight nervous tension between the two of you. This was the first time you had been alone with Akaashi, and for once, you were blanking on what to say. The first few moments of your walk was silent due to this. Making your way around another corner with your hand in your pockets, you led the way. Akaashi seemed to be in a newer part of town you guessed since he was looking around, taking in all of the sites. "Hopefully this isn't somewhere Bokuto has shown you yet. This can be a new experience under your belt."

"Doesn't look familiar so far," he replied, looking back at you with a gentle smile. "Are we near?"

"Yeah it's around the corner one more block," you answered. He gave a nod, showing he heard you and turned to look at some of the shops you all were walking past. The rest of the walk was silent, but not so awkward now that you two had spoken a little.

"It looks busy for 10:30 pm," he commented as you two walked up to the front of the diner.

"I told you it's good!" you laughed out, walking through the door he was now holding open for you, "Thank you."

Inside, the diner was still busy with people, but luckily there were a few tables still open. Leading the way, you chose a booth towards the back near a window. There was a subtle sweet smell to the air that was comforting your senses.

"They only serve breakfast here. I hope that's ok," you said as you picked up your menu.

"Who doesn't love breakfast for dinner?" he said as he grabbed his too. Opening to the first page, you noticed his eyes grow. "This is a bigger menu than I expected for an open late diner," he admitted.

"Yeah, it's one of a kind." you giggled, "It can be hard to choose sometimes."

"Yeah, I have no idea what I want." he laughs and continues to look over the choices in front of him.

"Hey, I have an idea, if you're up for it." you suggest, "Let's play a game."

"A game?" he questioned curiously, "What would that be?"

"We can call it Do You Trust Me," you began to explain, making up the rules as you go. "I'll order for you. You order for me. Seems like a good way to get to know each other, if the person is trustworthy."

"And how exactly does this prove trust?" he seemed confused.

"Well," you smirked at your reply, "If you play, then you trust me. If you order me something good, then I can trust you."

"I'm skeptical," he admitted, "But why not? Let's give it a try. Don't let me down."

"Oh, I could never Kaashi." you place a hand to your chest jokingly. "I eat only the best foods. You will be thanking me for this at the end."

"Let's hope so," he playfully rolled his eyes at your remarks. "So what are you ordering me?"

Biting your lip as you think, you briefly skim over some of your favorite options. Unbeknownst to you, Akaashi thought it was a bit cute how you bit your lip when you were concentrating. "I'm trying to decide between three of my personal favorites." Before you ask him what he had chosen, your waitress appeared and greeted you.

"Hey there, what can I get the two of you this evening?" she asked cheerfully as she placed straws, silverware, and napkins down in front of you. Akaashi motioned for you to go first so you hurried to pick the first favorite that came to your mind.

"He will have the strawberry banana crepes with a side of bacon and scramble eggs with cheese. Vanilla iced coffee for the drink please."

The waitress wrote down the order and then turned to Akaashi. "She'll have the Pecan French Toast., a side of hash browns, and a side of bacon. Thank you." he smiled politely as he closed his menu and placed it back in its spot by the window. "Oh, and a caramel macchiato."