Waking up the next morning was nothing short of comfortable, but also very embarrassing. With the alcohol no longer hazing your mind, and your reservations returning to your body, you suddenly felt very shy at the position you were in. To add to it, memories of your night with Akaashi were flooding your brain. If it wouldn't have been for the obnoxious audience around you, then you surely would have jumped up looking for opportunities to easily avoid the boy. Thanks to Bokuto's teasing, (Y/BFF/N)'s picture taking, and Nakamura encouraging the two, you just wanted to melt into Akaashi's chest you were comfortably sleeping against just moments before. Akaashi was not entertained by their behavior either. Bokuto's loud voice was piercing through his headache and he let out a groan, squeezing his eyes closed. You pitied the boy, knowing he wasn't used to getting hangovers too often, especially with these idiots waking you up. Shielding the both of you seemed to be your only option at the moment, so you pulled up the oversized blanket to completely cover the both of you, head to toe. Akaashi's eyes shot open to see what you were up to.

"Look at that, I made them disappear," you hummed out, cuddling back into him as if nothing happened.

"Nice try!" Bokuto laughed out as he tugged at the blanket. Luckily, you had part of the blanket under you, making it harder for him to pull it off of you.

"Give us 5 more minutes, you tyrants!" you growled out and felt Akaashi's chest heave in laughter.

"Fine." Nakamura agreed, but not without a price, "but in 5 minutes you're getting up and making us breakfast."

"You won't live to see breakfast if you don't let me get at least 5 more minutes of sleep!"

The only response you received was the fading laughter as the 3 of them walked off towards the back door to get some fresh air. As soon as you heard the door shut and the silence wash over your house, you let out a shaky breath, suddenly a bit nervous. Closing your tired eyes again, you relaxed as much as you could while addressing the elephant in the room, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." Akaashi instantly replied, eyes shut tight still. His even deeper, raspy, morning voice was like music to your ears. One of his arms was still around you and your head still resting into his chest. "Bokuto wakes me up almost every weekend."

"Something him and Nakamura definitely have in common," you lightly laugh. It was silly, but laying here with Akaashi in this way, you felt fragile, as if the two of you would break if you weren't careful. The sexual tension from last night was lingering, but fading quickly into nervousness. You always were more embarrassed the night after a party. Soberness refused to let anything slide in your mind. "Um, Akaashi... I was more so talking about last night. I was probably annoying. It was overkill, wasn't it? Sometimes I get so caught up, I don't realize until I think about it later when things are calm."

"No, it wasn't. It's fine," he assured you, opening one eye to look at you with a smile. He was so tired, sporting soft features. It was adorable and naturally bringing you to ease. "I probably should be thanking you." Akaashi noticed the red creeping over your cheeks and let out a raspy chuckle. "I'm joking. You sure do blush easy." You buried your head further in his chest and he continued.

"Can I ask you something?" Nakamura's 'advice' from last night was still puzzling him. Akaashi was conflicted. Why would someone hate their own bedroom that much? There must be a bad memory associated with it. He wanted to know. He wanted to help. But was that his responsibility? Would you even want his help? Would you even want to tell him? He would know already if you wanted to talk about it, right? "Second thought, it's nothing. Nevermind."

You had every intention to question him further, but your 3 wide awake friends returned inside, determined to make their presence known the moment they entered the house. "BREAKFAST, BREAKFAST, BREAKFAST!" the trio's voices boomed throughout the entire house.

"OK, OK, FINE!" You yelled as you climbed over Akaashi. Your cell phone was lighting up a few feet away from where you stood, but you left it where it lay. It was obvious to Akaashi that you were ignoring it, though he wasn't sure why. Luckily for everyone, Nakamura also noticed. Making your way to the kitchen, you were none the wiser when he took it upon himself to grab it up and see for himself why you hadn't checked it first thing like you usually do. His face contorted as he read the screen and he appeared to be deep in thought.

"HEY! (Y/N)!" He yelled out, causing you to step into the living room to address him. "Hey, let's all go out for breakfast instead. I made you cook for everyone yesterday. Let's have someone else do it this time. We could use the fresh air anyways." He walked up to you and handed you your phone before turning to immediately put on shoes. Akaashi noticed your expression went from confused to wide-eyed for a split second as you glanced down at the screen. Just as fast, you were back to smiling brightly and he wasn't sure what to make of it.

"I think he's right," you said, looking around the room cheerfully. "Akaashi, you'll sit with me this time right?"

"Uh, yeah, sure." he was confused, but going along with it since everyone else seemed to be too. Within a few minutes, everyone was dressed with teeth and hair brushed. "Everything alright?" Akaashi asked, skeptical of the way you were staring intently at your phone by the door.

"Yeah, it's nothing. Everyone ready to go?" you smiled as genuine as you could. Opening the front door you led the way out, too quickly for his liking. Still, he chose not to question it. In fact, no one did, even as you typed away furiously on your phone the whole walk to the diner.