Ascension│Bluelock x male reader

2.23. Shibuya

Sunlight filtered in through a small crack in the curtains. It lit up the otherwise dark room, a sliver of brightness cutting the room in two and highlighting the individual specks of dust floating in the air. The room was silent.

Until a phone sprang to life, buzzing on top of a wooden nightstand as it chimed obnoxiously loud. A few seconds later, the boy in the bed groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as he rolled over and blindly felt for his phone.

He accepted the call, bringing the phone to his ear to hear a familiar voice. "Y/N, where are you at? I'm waiting for you just outside Starbucks."

Y/N had gathered most of their phone numbers over dinner the night before. They'd organised a meetup the day after Bluelock ended, at Tokyo's famous Shibuya district.

He frowned. "You're already there, Isagi?" His voice was husky and low from sleep, and Y/N coughed, trying to clear his throat.

"Yeah?" Isagi sounded confused. "Just getting some drinks while I wait."

"Wait, what's the..." Y/N opened his eyes properly, looking at the time displayed on his phone. Oh, shit. Ten thirty already?! "Ah."

"Ah?"

Y/N flushed. "I'll um... I'll be there in maybe an hour. Get lunch or something, don't wait for me."

"Are you in bed?"

"No..."

He heard Isagi laugh on the other side of the line. "Sure. Chigiri said he'd be here in fifteen, Bachira in thirty. I'll see if I can find somewhere to eat as a group."

"Alright. I'll try to hurry up."

"See you!"

"Bye."

Y/N ended the call, sighing as he threw back the blankets and stumbled out of bed. What to wear... He raised a hand to his hair as he scanned his wardrobe, feeling the messy, sticking up strands.

One thing he was certain about, he didn't know how to dress up. He'd never needed to, living alone and basically only interacting with strangers. But today - the one day he felt the need to dress nicely - he had no time.

So in the end, he threw on a casual outfit, brushed his teeth, and splashed water on his hair in an attempt to calm it down before he left. His apartment was an absolute mess, but he would have to deal with it another time.

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"Where are you?!"

Y/N groaned with frustration, eyes scanning the nearby area as he spoke into his phone. He'd managed to catch a lucky train, and got to the crossing in just under an hour. But upon arrival, he'd been completely unable to locate Chigiri, Isagi, and Bachira in the huge crowds.

"Inside Starbucks, second floor. We're by the window?"

"I don't see you?" Y/N looked over the crossing, at the window of the famous coffee shop. He saw no Isagi, and certainly no pink hair.

"Um... Come over. We'll meet you at the stairs."

Thankfully, the crossing lights turned green as soon as Isagi said that. Y/N hurried across alongside hundreds of other people, some of them in casual wear, quite a few in business attire. He stayed on the phone the entire time, feeding his location to Isagi.

"I took ten steps into the crossing..."

"Eleven now."

"Ooh, there's a guy with a pink shirt."

"Halfway across the crossing."

"Still walking."

"Nearly tripped over my laces."