Making yourself at home, you neared Haru's bed the moment you entered his apartment. "I'm so tired that breathing is a chore right now," you complained, voice intangible because you were lying face down on his mattress. The sheets were recently washed and you could easily detect the smell of laundry detergent used.

"You barely carried anything," Haru retaliated as he placed all the things that you three bought in the grocery on the kitchen counter. This would've been a fun apartment visit, had Kambe not opened his mouth to say what was on his mind.

"Do you really live here?" And you didn't know if he said that out of mockery or pure curiosity, but seeing how he lacked some common sense regarding a normal civilian's life, you'd give him the benefit of the doubt and just assume that it was the latter. But of course, Haru didn't take this too lightly as you did.

"You're annoying!"

"We need to cook the rice first. You two, go over there and help me cut the carrots and potatoes." Leaving you alone with that pompous bastard was the last thing on his bucket list, but he'd make his intentions too obvious if he was in close proximity with you all the time while you stayed here in his apartment, so he had to compromise. Especially with your quick-wittedness, the moment you noticed how weird he was acting, you'd immediately point it out and tease him just to get a good laugh out of it.

"Do I really have to?" You only stood up since Kato had pulled you out of the comforts of his bed and dragged you towards the kitchen to assist him. "Thought this was your payment to me for-" Seeing the sharp look he shot towards you, you held your hands out in front of you protectively and instinctively zipped your mouth.

Defeated, you held your hands out to him, and at once, he had dropped the carrot for you to peel on your palm.

You and Kambe were at the other counter, doing what Kato had assigned to you two. You swiftly peeled the carrots using a knife you saw lying around and it was taking every ounce of strength from you as you struggled to stop yourself from slitting your throat. Kato wouldn't exactly like it if blood had spilled on his apartment's floor, plus, you wanted to end your own life without inconveniencing other people so you had to put your plans now to a halt and attempt doing it later when you were left to your own devices.

"Hurry up or our dinner will be very late," Kato reprimanded Kambe as he saw the latter taking his time to cut the potato. "Cut him off some slack. This is probably his first time making his own dinner," you sluggishly defended the poor male who seemed like he was on the verge of cutting his fingers due to his inexperience.

And he did.

"First aid kit," Kambe implored, but Haru had shut him down. "I don't have that kind of thing. Just lick it," Haru said as he diverted his attention from cooking before returning to the task at hand.

"Let me see," you beckoned for him to place his hands on yours, and after he did, you inspected the cut only for you to see that it wasn't even that big.

So you brought the injured thumb to your lips and then proceeded to lick it as your eyes met his.

From an outsider's viewpoint, this was innocuous enough. But from Kambe's perspective, it almost seemed... erotic? He was a grown man not indifferent to sensuality. He was constantly chased due to others seeing him as your run-of-the-mill rich businessman and some had even been brave enough to have a go at getting in his pants.

The way you looked at him was mischievous enough, telling him that you were well aware of what you were doing. His body was starting to betray his mind as he cupped your cheeks using the remaining fingers on his hand with the cut.

You were a bold woman who wasn't afraid of making advances to those whom you deem alluring, so it would be out of character for you not to make a daring move, wouldn't it?

His thumb was already grazing your lower lip, almost as if its owner had forgotten that not even an hour ago, he was asking for a medicine kit for such a small cut. You parted your lips and suckled on it, making sure not to break your eye contact with him. He evidently gulped, causing you to feel more confident about the whole ordeal.

You've got to thank Kato for inviting you to help that little runt 'cause who knew that something like this would happen between you two?

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Leaning against the wall as you swiped through the contents of your phone, your heart had almost escaped your chest when you saw what Kambe looked like right out of the shower.

"Is this all you have?"

He looked very much offbeat from his typical professional look with his hair down and him not wearing his customary attire which was consisted of a suit more often than not.

"You have a lot of requests since you came in," Haru pointed out, unblinking as he stirred the soup. Kambe crossed his arms, and if you didn't know him, you'd imagine that there'd be a pout on his face since he wasn't used to his demands not being attended to. It looked like he was slowly forgetting that Haru was, in fact, not a servant of his.

"You look so cute right now that I could just eat you up." Red flared on his face, either from the shower or embarrassment, or even both. He must've remembered what happened between you two in the kitchen for him to react this way to your habitual flirting with him when he'd ordinarily just remain stoic.

Once the food had been set out on the table, the three of you sat on the door cross-legged before you and Haru spoke the words 'thank you for the food' concurrently. It took a while, but Kambe had done the same thing, albeit quite later than you duo.

"...Delicious," Kambe commented.

"You know what would be even more delicio-"

"Just eat," Haru butted in and because you didn't want to have a spoon flying in your direction, you went along with it.

Haru seemed normal, but you'd known him for quite some time for you not to notice how odd he was behaving right now. He was just like this back at the playground, and you thought that he had gotten over with whatever kind of mood swing he had but you guessed incorrectly which was a first for you.

"Eh, Kato? You aren't going to drink?" You asked him before chugging down the liquor, trying to act like he wasn't being strange at all. "Knowing how you are while you're drunk, I'd just supervise over you two," Haru sighed before propping his elbow in the desk and resting his cheek on his palms. "What a stick in the mud. This is why you don't have a girlfriend up to now," you waved him off as you chomped on the appetizers he made next.

1 cup.

4 cups.

9 cups.

You didn't like getting drunk that much because of the hangover that you get in the morning. Sure, some people may ask, 'But didn't you want to die?' Of course, you did, but not if you're going to feel tortured along the way!

At the moment, the h\c-haired girl was making the most out of her inebriated self. If she did some things that people didn't approve of, she could just say that she was drunk and was not in the right state of mind, couldn't she?

So right now, she was on top of Kambe's lap, embracing him and coddling over him as a mother would to a child. No one could fault her since she was pretty sure that anyone would've done the same if they were to be in her place. She meant, just look at the current Daisuke! It'd take hundreds of years before anyone would be able to see him again like this!

And what about Haru?

He had enough of it.

It was a good thing that he chose to be sober because he comprehended that something like this would happen sooner or later especially with someone like you thrown into the mix.

"Let's bring you to the bed now," he pulled you from Daisuke, and because you were more than tipsy, it was easy to do so. The man wearing the pink hoodie had stood up and went to the bathroom after a few minutes.

Moments after, Haru had managed to lightly place you on the bed, and next to that, he scanned his whole bedroom and Kambe was still nowhere in sight leaving you and him to be alone. His colleague on the bathroom was probably fast asleep, and he had assumed that now was the best time for him to spill his feelings since you also seemed to be in a deep slumber right now.

He wasn't even drunk, yet why did he feel like his head was so high up in the clouds?

"Why can't it just be me again?" He said through gritted teeth, voice only above a whisper to not stir you from your dozing.

When you two had just met, you were the same with him as you were with Kambe and Suzue right now. He had deflected and dodged all of your attempts at wooing him, and when you did stop, that was when he found himself missing the old treatment that he had received from you.

So for him to see other people getting the very affection that he yearned from you without even going through lengths to catch your attention...

It bothered him.

It made him envious.

...And it made him feel regretful for not realizing his feelings for you sooner.

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It was just too bad that he didn't realize that you weren't truly intoxicated and that you were just acting like it the whole time to get him to open up.

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A/n: Sorry for not updating for five days! Period cramps hit me like a madafaking truck and I couldn't do anything other than wishing that I would die 'cause it hurts. so. fucking. much.

Anywho, hope you guys liked the latest chapter!