"Ayo?"
I yell, grinning when I hear Makki's call back to me. Thankfully, the two of us somehow made it home, and I now (sadly) have to face reality.
"Can you make breakfast? I'll give you.. my last origini?"
I ask and I hear a curse from downstairs, then the chaotic sound of pots and pans. Quickly, I throw on a sweatshirt and head downstairs, scanning my phone as I walk.
"Thanks for adding me to the stoner squad!"
Makki glares as me when I scream, and I enter the kitchen to see him cooking some eggs.
"What? I checked, the rents aren't home."
I assure him, causing the boy to loosen up a bit. He moves onto cooking some Gohan for the two of us, expertly creating the simple dish.
"So, ready for practice?"
I begin to eat the food he throws at me, firing away a few questions as I devour my meal. The boy nods, and the two of us eat in silence, casually checking our phones.
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Akira sprints over to me, nearly knocking me off my feet as I enter the gym, Makki by my side.
"Y/N! I have drama!"
The normally calm boy announces, surprising everyone in the gym. Ignoring the team's expressions, I grin and give Akira a hug, then let go of him.
"While they set up the net, you can spill to me. If anyone asks, we're filling up the waters, got it?"
I demand, handing him a bottle before grabbing some for myself.
"Okay, so you know the carrot-top from Karasuno? He snuck into the training camp!"
He whispers, causing me to gasp.
"No fucking way! I bet Ushijima and co. went crazy!"
I respond, filling up more of the bottles as we talk.
"Trust me, they were all embarrassed for him. Dude had to sleep outside, for crying out loud! It was almost as awkward as when we found Yahaba's lockscreen!"
My companion sassily replies, and the two of us start to giggle.
"Aki, this is why you're my favorite."
I joke, causing the boy to smile in delight. Before I can react, he wraps two arms around me, catching the attention of his gossip hungry teammates.
"She want the whole crew, shawty brave."
Makki sings out, this causing me to stop hugging Akira and glare at my brother.
"No, he's a child."
The rest of the team chuckles at my words, and Mattsun quickly uses this opportunity to walk over to me, slinging an arm around my shoulder.
"Also, at least I can confess to the people I do want."
I jab, the immature boys laughing even harder.
"So, why haven't you confessed to me yet?"
Mattsun whispers into my ear, lightly kissing the lobe before pulling his face back. The simple action is one I know will stay in my mind all day, and I open my mouth to respond.
"Alright, enough with the banter. Boys, warm up!"
Coach Mizoguchi ruins the moment (this little cockblock I-), and the team breaks away to begin practicing.
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Oikawa leans on my shoulder as we all walk home, his stature preventing me from pushing me off.
"Y/N, you like Takeru, right?"
The boy begins and I push him off my shoulder, gesturing for him to continue his speech.
"Can you babysit him this Friday? My family and his family are going to some fancy adult thingy. He tolerates you, plus you'll get paid. I'll also owe you one."
He begs, saying the last part in a flirty voice. I pretend to ponder the playboy's words, glancing over at my step-bro before answering.
"Sure, as long as you actually give me a reward."
I flirt back, winking at the now flustered boy.
"Hey, stop the flirting! I don't ship it!"
My brother yells, Watari nodding in agreement.
"Personally, I'm on team Iwaizumi, so back off from Y/N, you walking trashcan."
Makki states, and the libero immediately protests.
"No way, bro. Do you not see the tension between her and Mattsun, your best friend? They would be way better!"
The boy's words cause me to send up a prayer to the lords, glad that both Iwaizumi and Mattsun happened to have plans after practice today.
"Why don't either of you like me? What did I do?"
The distressed setter questions, and the duo begins to savagely list off his less than endearing traits.
"Hey, let's not attack the dude who's gonna pay me, alright? I want my yen."
I intervene, and the duo sighs before agreeing.
"Fine, but you owe us too, Oikawa. You don't deserve to have Y/N do your dirty work!"
Makki retrots, causing Oikawa to immediately go on the defensive. Naturally, the trio argues on my entire walk home, destroying the peaceful atmosphere.
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"So, Makki and Watari both have good taste. I respect it."
Eren admits, laughing as I fill her in on my sudden boy drama, as well as the smoke sesh.
"Semi sounds hotter, though, you should get with him. Or Suna, he sounds adorable. Actually, why not hook up with all of them?"
The girl points out, and I consider her words for a second. Sure, I want the whole crew, but is that the right way to do it?
"Nah, I don't want to hit and dip with them. They're all way too nice, plus we're in the same friend group, besides Iwa. If I hook up with all of them, shit will get awkward really fast."
I refute, starting to untangle my curls as I style my hair for the week.
"Anyways, what's the plan for Thanksgiving? Who's flying where?"
I joke, knowing that neither of us can afford a plane ticket across the world.
"Well, my world tour has a stop in Tokyo, then we go to New Delhi, so I'll squeeze you in sometime before my concert."
She jokes, causing me to laugh until I hear a scream from downstairs.
"E, I gotta go, I don't know what the hell just happened."
I relay to the girl, who nods before hanging up. What did Makki do now?
A/N: Hey loves, here's the new chapter! I'm super excited to publish the next one, it was honestly my favorite to write, so I might edit it tonight and upload it tomorrow! I promise, it's super chaotic and funny, so I can't wait for you guys to react to it!
I hope you all liked this chapter, sorry it was so short, but I have a TON of school work to catch up on! Please comment and vote, and enjoy the rest of your weekends!!