"𝙈𝘼𝙔𝘽𝙀 𝙄𝙁 𝙄 𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝘾𝙍𝙔, 𝙄 𝙒𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝙁𝙀𝙀𝙇 𝘼𝙉𝙔𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀."
☔︎︎ || Where basketball prodigy, Miya Y/n's kindness is taken for granted and her skills are ignored, leaving her cold and forgotten in the shadows of her ignorant broth...
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cw: ─── underaged drinking, touchy akaashi and horny ( y/n ) turning akaashi into a pervert ─── no smut ofc
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"BABY! YOU KNOW THAT I MISS YOU! I WANNA GET WIT' CHU TONIGHT BUT I CAN NOT BABY GIRL AND THAT'S THE ISSUE!"
Two particular boys scream, their voices echoing throughout the house and travelling through the walls, awakening you from your slumber.
Muffled groans escape your lips as you shift under the heavy bedding, begging yourself to go back to sleep. Alas, the gods never have been and never will be on your side as you were left to groggily blink at the light grey ceiling above you.
