POWER TRIP, suna rintaro x reader

꒰ 🛹 ꒱ - # SIX ˎˊ˗

To say that [Y/n] was disappointed when Suna did not show up at the skate park for five consecutive days would be an understatement.

The week has been hectic for Suna, she supposed. Seeing as he's often excused from class to practice volleyball since the tournaments are nearing. Furthermore stripping [Y/n] of the only ever time she gets to see the boy she became acquainted with in the span of two weeks.

It's understandable how he'd rather spend the rest of the night in the comforts of his silk sheets rather than hang out with a bad influence friend.

Meanwhile Suna wishes for his 'misery' to end. Don't get him wrong; volleyball is something he values, it's his forte. But if he was being honest, he misses being in the presence of the smart girl who he finds himself being drawn to. Too bad he needs to bring his healthy habits back just until the tournament is over.

Everytime he gets called to practice by the Miya twins, his fox-like eyes linger at the back of [Y/n]'s head as he slowly make his way to the doorway of the classroom. And before he takes his leave, he makes eye contact with the girl; giving her small nod, to which she returns with a courageous look of her own. "Good luck" she often mouths.

Suna finds it strange that despite the obvious red flags and troubles [Y/n] shows him when it's just the two of them, he can't find it within himself to distance from her. She's like a drug; bad yet addictive.

But he wouldn't verbally admit that, no.

"Aye Suna watch out!"

At the sound of Atsumu's voice, Suna ducked just in time before the ball comes in contact with his forehead, resulting for it to bounce off the wall behind him instead.

All of his teammates' eyes were on his hunched figure now. "I think it's time we take a break" Kita announces from the other side of the net with a sigh, right beside Atsumu. "You good?" Osamu places a hand on Suna's shoulder to snap him out of his thoughts. "Why wouldn't I be" the middle blocker clicked his tongue, walking towards the benches to drink some water.

Atsumu and Osamu shared a look before simultaneously making eye contact with Kita, as if telepathically saying "we got this".

"Are ya sure you're not on drugs bro?" Atsumu teased while he and his twin stood face to face with Suna, who was trying his best to not throw the metal tumbler. "If anything, you're most likely to be the one on drugs here" the middle blocker retorted.

"Excuse me?!"

"You're not excused."

While the faux blonde male and brunette male continued to bicker, Osamu was deep in thought. "It's because of [L/n] isn't it?"

All three of them became silent.

"What." Suna croaked.

Atsumu then slings an arm around Suna's shoulder, ruffling his soft brown hair. "You like her right? We can tell by the way you look at 'er everytime we come get you". Aran overhears and decided to join in on the teasing "ooohhh, Suna has a crush"

"Shut the fuck up, I do not" he does. However, his pride is too big to fess up.