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"HUH? WHERE AM I?" Y/n whispered, looking around a gloomy, red tinted bedroom. She sat up straight in the bed, her wearing a pink silk night gown that she had never seen before.
The bedsheets were made of red silk, and vanilla scented candles lit on the nightstand. The red curtains were shut over the window, and there was no sound coming from anywhere.
Suddenly the bedroom door opened, Tsukishima being revealed. He had on gray sweats and a white t-shirt, his glasses off.
"...Tsukishima?"
Y/n must've blinked, because within a second, Tsukishima was suddenly towering over her, locking her wrist down to the bed and straddling her body.
He then leaned down, pressing his lips against her warm neck, making y/n nearly jump out of her gown. "Tsuki...shima...What are you-"
"Shhhh." He whispered against her skin, his cold breath sending shivers down her spine. His gentle kisses along her collarbone ignited a fire under y/n, her body melting under his touch.
She felt his grip loosen around her wrist, his slender fingers moving up to her palms, and interlocking his fingers with hers, holding her hand fondly.
Y/n let out a quiet "mmm", letting Tsukishima know she was enjoying him. "What happened to your bratty attitude, y/n? You're literally crumbling underneath me." He rasped, moving his kisses up towards her jawbone and her cheek.
"Shut...up..." She muttered, her toes curling to his passionate kisses.
Tsukishima sat up again, him looking down at y/n with hungry eyes. His hands slipped up her neck, cupping her face. "I know you wanna feel good, don't you?"
"..."
"I know you do." He mumbled, leaning down to her face. She felt his lips brush against hers as he whispered,
"Let me take care of you."
. . .
Y/n quickly sat upright in her bed, inhaling a large breath of air. She slammed her hand over her heart, her hair sticking to her sweaty forehead. "...Oh my god....OH. MY. GOD." She then gagged, scrambling out of her bed and running to the bathroom. "I NEED TO BLEACH MY BRAIN!!"
. . .
"Shindo...why did you paint your nails blue?" Tsukishima asked his friend as they stood by the coffee machine in the break room, him noticing Shindo's new nails as he held his coffee cup.
"Ahhhh I see you noticed! Do you like them?" Shindo held up his hand to his face, posing like a model.
"...Not really...You should've painted them black or white."
"Huh? Why do you say that?"
"...The blue doesn't compliment your ginger hair, idiot." Tsukishima deadpanned, as if it were common sense.
Shindo's happy attitude instantly deflated. "Dammit, I forgot my hair is orange."
The break room door opened, Maki and y/n walking in to prepare a cup of coffee. Tsukishima and Shindo looked across the room to them. "...What happened between you and Maki, by the way?" Tsukishima whispered.
"Hm? Oh...We're just gonna take a break for now..." Shindo muttered, taking a quick sip of his latte.
"...I see..."
Y/n, as her and Maki walked to the coffee maker, immediately panicked when she saw who was there, her feet planting into the ground.
Maki noticed y/n had stopped walking, her turning around with a raised eyebrow. "Y/n? Don't you want coffee?"
Shindo and Tsukishima paused their conversation, turning to y/n as she stood frozen in the middle of the break room.
Once y/n and Tsukishima locked eyes, her mind flashbacked to her dream from last night, her cheeks bursting a flame. "MAKE IT FOR ME!" Y/n asked Maki, before rushing out of the room to go start working in her cubicle.
As y/n slammed the door behind her, the three friends stood in silence, confused. "...Uhhhh...okay..." Maki muttered.
. . .
As lunch rolled around, y/n explained her lewd dream from last night to Maki in the break room. "And now, every time he talks to me, I get all flustered! For example, earlier-"
"Y/n, we need to start on today's task. It requires the two of us--"
"I don't wanna do it with you!"
"...Seriously, you're throwing a fit now?" Tsukishima hissed, turning in his chair to her.
"...Huh?" Y/n turned to him with wide eyes, snapping out of her previous mindset. "Oh....Nevermind...we can do it...It as in the project! Not something else!" She growled embarrassingly.
"Yeah no shit, what else would we do."
Y/n slapped her hands over her face in humiliation. "I don't know why I assumed he wanted to have sex with me! And then, and then--"
Y/n's eyes flickered to Tsukishima's cubicle, watching his middle and pointer fingers slip under the handle of the drawer, slowly pulling it out to take out some files. The way his slim, svelte fingers curled around the metal knob of the--
"Y/n?"
She jumped at the sound of his voice. "W...What?"
"Why are you staring at the drawer? Keep your eyes away from me--"
"SHUT UP!"
"Now I even find his fingers attractive!!" Y/n whined, slamming her forehead onto the table and running her fingers through her thick hair. "I'm a mess!!"
"Ahhhhhhh I see....You're horny!!" Maki laughed.
As soon as she said that, two more people came into the room, them being Tsukishima and Shindo. Both men turned to their conversation with eyebrows raised, questioning if they heard Maki correctly.
Y/n looked up in panic, noticing that Tsukishima was in the room with them. She reached over the table and slammed the palm of her hand over Maki's mouth, lifting a finger over her lips. "Don't be so friggin' loud, Maki!!" Y/n whispered, letting out a "shhhhh" afterwords.
"Wonder what they're talking about." Shindo muttered as him and Tsukishima sat across the room at another table.
"Don't know, and definitely do not care." Tsukishima mumbled.
Y/n fell back into her seat, slouching. "Maybe I am...But why did I have to have that dream with HIM?!"
"I mean, you are a virgin still, aren't cha? And Tsukishima is the only man you talk to the most at the moment, so it makes sense...Why don't you just go out, and hook up with someone!" Maki suggested.
"Maki...you know I'm not gonna do that...I'd rather do it with someone I trust...but either way...I...." Y/n attitude shifted, her whole aura falling flat.
Maki pursed her lips together in empathy. "...Still scared...huh?"
