24

                                    

                                          
When Shouta woke up in the morning he expected to have more of a headache. They had been drinking quite a lot and Shouta seemed to recall buying a round for the entire bar at some point. And he had no idea why, he had just felt like it in the moment, so he had done it. But people seemed pretty happy.
                          
He slowly opened his eyes and groaned. It was bright outside and he pretty quickly figured out that he was trapped between Y/N and the wall. What the...? Why was this bed so tiny? And how had they managed to both sleep in it? Y/N seemed to barely fit in it without falling out.
                          
Shouta rubbed his eyes and looked around the room. Well, there wasn't much room to look at. There was the bed, there was a closet with a door that wasn't closing properly, a desk opposite the bed and a chair blocking the way from the door to the other end of the room. Shouta seemed to remember hopping over that chair in his half-drunken state at some point of the night.
                          
He looked back down at Y/N. She had opened her hair and it was spread all over the pillow, dark and curly. It somehow still smelled faintly of her shampoo, even with the almost overpowering smell of alcohol and smoke sticking to it. Shouta smiled a little, as he brushed it out of the way.
                          
She was resting her head on her folded hands and was just wearing a small top and a pair of shorts. Shouta didn't remember them doing much more than just making out and falling asleep completely exhausted (and a little drunk). What time was it even? Shouta had no idea.
                          
His phone had died halfway through the night. But since the sun seemed to be up completely already, it had to be late enough. He wondered how he'd get out of this place without alerting Y/N's parents. Because he was almost sure that they'd be up already. But then again... well, maybe he should just wait until Y/N woke up. He looked back down at her, sleeping peacefully.
                          
He brushed some of her hair away from her shoulders and pressed a soft kiss to the nape of her neck and her shoulders. He still couldn't believe that he had actually gone on a date with a girl like this and that she still liked him and that they were out so late that she had figured it would be easier to sneak him into her home and sneak him out early in the morning, before anyone was up.
                          
Well, that second part hadn't really worked all too well. But Shouta was sure that Y/N would figure something out. She was really smart after all. Just as Shouta was planting another small kiss on the nape of her neck she moved a little, groaning softly and yawning, her eyes fluttering open.
                          
She looked at Shouta with her dark, warm eyes for a second, before stretching in her bed and turning around to him, looking at him and smiling sleepily. Shouta felt a little self-conscious, wondering if he looked okay or not, but then again Y/N didn't seem to mind at all.
                          
"Hey." she said quietly.
                          
"Hey." Shouta answered, smiling widely and reaching for her hand. Y/N chuckled as she intertwined her fingers with his.
                          
"How did you sleep?" she wanted to know, her voice quiet and a little hoarse. Shouta had no idea how he had slept. He knew that he definitely went to sleep really quickly and stayed asleep all throughout the night. And that was a good sign, because he usually had trouble sleeping.
                          
"Like a stone." he just answered.
                          
"That's good. What time is it?" Y/N wanted to know as she slowly sat up. Shouta shrugged and watched her eyes widen as she saw that the sun was already up and shining. She quickly scrambled for her phone and started cursing under her breath once she had found it and turned it on.
                          
"Fuck, I have to go cleaning in like an hour. Damn it!" she said and looked back at Shouta. Right, that was his cue to leave, wasn't it? He sat up, suddenly feeling that he definitely hadn't been moving all night. All his muscles were hurting. And Y/N's mattress was really hard...