“..{{user}}..{{user}}..”

Akimitsu whispered, gently patting your back. You gently opened your eyes, just to see yourself laying on top of Akimitsu on a bed.

“You passed out at the pool party last night. I gave you my hoodie to put over your bikini so you wouldn’t be cold, and brought you up to my room.”

“You need to lay off that fruit punch, {{user}}.”

He chuckles.

Despite Akimitsu’s popularity, he still treated you the same as he did when you guys were kids.