Chapter 12: ↳ possible contender?¹²

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The poor girl had to cover her hand over his mouth to stop his rambling, her cheeks burning darker with every point he started to list off. "We didn't fuck" she whisper-yelled, silently praying for her demise to come.

"Butfd sumtheng ded happin" he spoke around her hand, a devilish gleam in his eyes that grew bolder and mischievous.

(Y/N) took a deep breath to collect herself before telling him everything Kuroo had said to her, glossing over the details of their intimate encounter. Nishinoya listened with rapt concentration, brows furrowed as he nodded and gasped at all the right parts.

He paid more attention than he did in his actual lessons.

"No way", eyes big and full of wonder, he leaned back in his seat, absorbing all the information. "You think he'd be down for a threesome? Can you try to convince him next time or maybe ask if I could watch, I don't mind. Anything to see that gorgeous man in action."

Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. (Y/N)'s body tingled when she recounted the shortened version of the memory but she didn't dare linger on it too long.

Bokuto sensei caught her eye momentarily.

"Wait let me get this straight. He said all the teachers are in on it right?..., trailing off, Nishinoya's face scrunched up in thought, voice dropping. "...That basically means Bokuto sensei is also...part of it."

The two of them looked at their Physics teacher, the silver-streaked man, in the middle of explaining a formula with wild hand gestures that pulled a laugh from a few of his students. As if sensing their burning stares, he glanced in their direction with a wide grin.

"That man has the best ass in the world."

(Y/N) coughed into her hand, attempting to hide the horror and laughter that her companion said oh so seriously, an honest declaration he wasn't afraid to announce to the entire world.

Nishinoya suddenly pulled his notebook towards him, flipping to the last page to hastily begin to scribble something down. "What are you doing?" she asked, trying to sneak a peek over his shoulder.

"Gimme a minute". Sticking out his tongue, he pushed the book in the middle so the both of them could have a proper look. A messy list of names stared back at her.

Terushima - English

Akaashi - Math

Tsukishima - Bus/Econ

Miya twins - History/Bio

Kuroo - Chem

Bokuto - Phy

Oikawa - PE

Ushijima - GS

Tendou - Art

"Am I missing anyone?" he wondered, scanning down the list.

"No I think that's everyone right?" She checked carefully. "Yeah it is. Why?"

Nishinoya pondered for a few seconds. "He said that all the teachers are doing this bet...". He wrote down another name right at the bottom, 'hmming' to himself. "Does that mean..."

Tapping his pen against the name, (Y/N) moved closer to take a look, the name searing into her vision.

Iwaizumi - Music

"Did he mean all of the teachers you have? Because you don't take music so would this include him as well?".

Her mind was galloping a mile a minute because Nishinoya was right, she didn't take music as a subject. Uncertainty rose up within her, staring at the written name. "I don't think so? I'm not sure."

"Because if he is included, you're one lucky bitch because as scary and intimidating as he seems, he's totally amazing and gorgeous and I swear the only reason why I ever took music was to be able to breathe the same air as him."

Nishinoya swooned in his seat, fainting dramatically. "Those olive eyes can set me on fire any day. Beautiful hands can strangle the life out of me. He's thicc thicc if you know what I mean. Not Bokuto thicc but a close second" winked the shorter male.

"How is he as a teacher? I've only seen him around before" asked (Y/N), ignoring the heart eyes from him that nearly blinded her own the longer she kept looking. "There's not that many of us in the class to be honest, but he's actually pretty sweet and goofy at times when he's not scowling but fuck, that man surely can play the guitar and piano. It's almost orgasmic to listen to".

Nishinoya kept on going on and on about Iwaizumi sensei, listing all the beautiful and amazing attributes. Laughing, the two of them gossiped and spoke for the remainder of the lesson, forgetting about the list of names and the game that was looming over (Y/N)'s head.

Not realizing that in fact - a name has not been written down because after all;

Sakusa wasn't a teacher.

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