SUNDAY
"get in loser,
we're going shopping."
kuroo smirks, and from the backseat, y/n hears bokuto let out a confused shout.
"what?! i thought we were going to the park!"
akaashi scowls, shaking his head.
"it's a joke, bokuto."
"oh."
y/n giggles quietly, covering her mouth with the back of her [skin tone] hand.
bokuto sticks his head out of the back window to peer at y/n. he reaches his hand out, waving excitedly.
"y/n!!!!!!!!! c'mon in the back with me!!"
he exclaims, opening the back door and scooting over so she can sit.
as she gets inside the car, a genuine smile on her face- she glances behind her one last time. her expression falters, her lips pursing together when she sees the familiar man on their apartment
balcony- no, her balcony,
staring down at her.
she can practically sense his burning glare of rage as she hesitantly closes the car door, forcing her gaze away from mom's boyfriend and to bokuto.
akaashi and kuroo take a
mental note of this moment.
bokuto's beaming smile gives her no other choice but to gift him one in return.
"hi, bokuto...!"
"hey hey heyyyyyyy!!!"
she giggles, buckling up as bokuto remains idly in his seat, not touching his seatbelt. y/n, after clicking the buckle into place, reaches over bokuto to grab his seatbelt. she quickly- but gently- buckles him up. just in case. she thinks before smiling up at him, leaning away nervously.
his lips are somewhat parted, and eyebrows raised before he smiles,
his face slightly red.
"thanks, strawberry-chan!!"
she tilts her head slightly, confused with the nickname as she gives a curious look to kuroo and akaashi in the front seat.
kuroo is turned so he can see y/n and bokuto, while akaashi's blue eyes dart to the rear-view mirror every now and then in curiosity.
"oh, haha. bo keeps going on
about how much you smell like,
'sweet red strawberries.'"
kuroo quotes.
"-because she does!"
y/n blushes feverishly, her face growing hot at the genuine compliment. she gives a flustered smile to bokuto and kuroo.
"o-oh, haha."
"yeah, so anyways. i'ma start driving now. thanks for buckling bo up- his dumbass always forgets..."
kuroo turns back around after she nods and giggles quietly, and he begins to drive.
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on the way,
akaashi is almost completely quiet, save for the few times he muttered quiet replies to kuroo as the roosterhead conversed with him. though, the blue-eyed boy did glance in the rear-view mirror every now and then...
bokuto, on the other hand...
could not stop talking.
to say he was a chatterbox was a huge understatement. but y/n didn't mind the slightest bit, and actually- she rather enjoyed his company as they happily drove to the park.
and though y/n is ridiculously shy and reserved, she found it much easier than usual to converse with the owl-resembling boy. and she was quite comfortable with the two boys in the front, too.
"ah, look, y/n-berry!!!"
y/n suppresses a giggle at his childish nickname before directing her attention to where bokuto was eagerly pointing.
her gaze falls on a familiar, mostly-empty playground.
there's only two groups of people there.
one group looking like a small family, with one young girl and her mother. and the other group was composed of three teenagers- they looked to be around
y/n's age.
they all hop out of kuroo's black car; bokuto grabbing y/n's wrist with a huge smile on his face as they all walk towards the park. the clicking sound of the car indicates it's been locked.
akaashi holds a volleyball in his hands, in which he had at his feet while in the car.
kuroo flashes y/n a lazy smirk, and the blue-eyed boy glances at the girl for a moment. she gives them a closed-eye smile before she turns away due to bokuto's slight tugging on her jacket sleeve.
cute. |
bokuto excitedly drags her farther ahead, until they reach the mulch and can see the other teens from up close. y/n stares at them in curiosity, though she hides behind bokuto while the teens don't even notice them as they linger around the left side of the playground.
"y/n!! what're ya looking at?"
bokuto asks, his golden eyes trailing her gaze until his bright hues land on the teenagers; only now noticing them due to the fact that he was distracted by his new friend.
he gasps loudly, his grip on y/n's wrist tightening as he begins to tug her towards the unknown people. she bites her bottom lip with worry after realizing what he's doing. and gently- but
quickly- she sets her own hand
on the one around her arm.
"k-koutaro... w-wait-"
she quietly pleads; heart beating faster. bokuto reluctantly stops in his tracks after seeing the girl's worried expression.
he tilts his head, smile faltering.
"y/n... what's wrong...?"
he asks as akaashi and kuroo finally catch up to the two. they stop and stand beside bokuto and y/n, patiently awaiting her answer. but this only makes y/n more tense. she looks down to the mulch, trying to muster up enough courage to speak her mind.
maybe i should have stayed like he said so.
why am i always so uptight all the time?
do they think i'm weird...?
"i, i just... um- th-those
are str-angers... and..."
she barely manages to stutter out.
bokuto only tilts his head at her more as kuroo and akaashi observe the interaction quietly.
akaashi, with his keen insight, easily notices her anxiety, and places a gentle hand on her shoulder. her [eye color] eyes dart over to him, not expecting him to touch her.
"it's okay. they aren't strangers, we know them from volleyball. they're from a school called shiratorizawa.
have you ever heard of it...?"
his smooth voice asks the girl.
she slowly nods, her head perking up a bit more. bokuto traces a small circle on her wrist with his thumb, urging her to look up at him. he smiles down at her before kuroo speaks up.
"yeah, don't worry. the green one is ushijima; the red one is tendou; and the edgy one is semi."
he smirks, and the girl smiles lightly, nodding her head as bokuto lightly tugs on her again.
"here, c'mon!!"
they make their way to the three teens, and y/n lingers- or maybe even hides- behind bokuto and akaashi as they speak to the new people.
"hey hey hey!!!!!
whatcha guys doing here?!"
bokuto asks with excitement.
the edgy one sighs loudly, and y/n sees him shake his head with annoyance as she somewhat peers over bokuto's shoulder, standing up on her tippy toes.
the green-haired one notices the girl, but remains with a blank face as he stands beside a redhead whom which is sitting in a strange position on the opening of a large, red tube slide.
he has a lazy look with an aloof smirk on his face as he looks up towards the new four. semi has his arms crossed with a raised eyebrow, leaning against the slide with his phone in his pocket and earbuds in his ears.
"yeah, what are you guys doing here? to think i'd ever see ushijima at a playground..."
kuroo scratches the bridge of his nose before resting his hands on his hips.
"we're just killin time while we wait for ushi's dad to come pick us up~!"
tendou says, carrying his
sentence with an unusual lilt.
his scarlet eyes dart over to the ephemeral form of y/n as she ducks back behind bokuto. but the short glance is more than enough to make him tilt his head, his eyes widening as he raises a high eyebrow.
"oh~? who's the lil cutie you got?"
"it's y/n-chan!"
bokuto exclaims, moving aside so the unfamiliar trio can see the girl. she wants to move along with bokuto, to continue hiding behind him, but she doesn't want anyone to think she's clingy, so really- all she can do is stand there awkwardly with a lowered head and clasped hands as she nervously awaits for their responses.
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