friday, 5 pm practices were the best practices of the week. your coach didn't make you do drills, nut instead, they let you do mini scrimmages. practicing 5 days a week, fun scrimmages like these were a gift from heaven. the girls and boys shared the huge gym but the practices were still separated in some sort of way.
you and emiko were currently looking at your own asses and seeing how good they look in those new spanks you bought last weekend.
it was noticeable but no one said anything. semi wasn't here today. the ash blond setter was not at the beginning of practice and apparently, he didn't have lunch with his usual friend group today.
"where's semi?" the captain, ushijima asked everyone. though his voice was a bit quiet, everyone heard him.
the setter was nowhere go be found at practice today. usually, he would be walking in with reon and the others, but according to them, he was a no-show. it was odd, for him not to show up like this, let alone not say anything about his absence. coach washijo being angry was an understatement.
"if eita doesn't come back before practice ends," coach washijo began, "he's sitting out at one practice game and he's going to be a..."
"a what coach?"
the old man clicked his tongue in annoyance, "a ball boy, no excuses," he bleated, "so if i were you, i'd be spamming the hell out of his messages right about now!"
the boys frantically but still calm went all on their phones to try and contact their friend. it had been two hours since practice started and semi only had twenty to thirty minutes to get to the volleyball gym before coach washijo poops his pants or something.
"your boyfriend is taking forever, y/n," emiko said, setting a volleyball for fun, "why don't you call him? i'm sure he'll only answer to your phone call."
you rolled your eyes at her annoying words. you fixed your t-shirt and knee pads as you walked over to your bag and drank from your water bottle, ignoring all of emiko's blabbering next to you. she kept on going about how he will only come to practice if you call him.
"maybe if you said something smart, i'll start listening to you, miko," you told her, "he'll show up, probably just got... i don't know, he probably forgot there was practice."
the girl put her tongue out at you before discarding her volleyball in the hammock cart, making her way to the side to stretch out her hamstrings.
when no one was looking, you pulled out your phone to hesitantly text semi where he was at.
[16:53]
sorry for texting but
where are you ???
they forced me to
message you bc ur
not responding to ur
messages
annnnndd coach is
getting mad and he
might bench u for ur
game on tuesday against
[high school]
he said he's gonna make
u a ball boy LMAOOOO
i personally would like to
see thatttt !!!
k but where r u
[17:00]
tell them i had to get
something from one of
my teachers and i have
a pass
chill out bruh i'm walking
to the gym rn to hand my
slip
—
"he said he's coming," you called out, "he just texted me right now," you told them shaking your phone around for them to see.
tendou walked over to you and raised his eyebrow. the redhead looked skeptical making you put your phone in your duffel quickly and give him a raised eyebrow back.
"what?"
the middle blocker put his finger on his chin, rubbing it like some sort of detective, "he responded to you but not wakatoshi-kun?"
"um, i guess so?"
"wwweeeiirrdddd!" taichi said from the corner.
you gave the both a tight-lipped smile before heading back to do some drills tsuna gave. the atmosphere in the gym was light (mostly because semi wasn't there). practice was about to be concluded in 30 minutes and yet the setter hasn't handed in his "pass" that he claimed to have.
frankly, you didn't care if he was benched or not but let's be real, he would whine about it and that would be so annoying.
10 minutes later, the gym door opened. the heads turned to the door and lookey here, semi semi at the door with a sheepish smile. his torso could be seen, but his side and lower body was hidden behind the other door.
ushijima walked over to him to probably talk but the captain said nothing and instead gave him a nod to come in.
semi began, "sorry for being late, i got hold up by my..."
your friend group went over there too. all of their faces were confused as to why he was late to practice.
nakamura furrowed her brows, "hold up by what teacher?"
"ᵐʸ ᵇᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵉᵃᶜʰᵉʳ." he responded lowly and no one could hear except him.
shirabu frowned as he crossed his arms over his chest, "huh? what was that? can you repeat?"
semi gulped and rubbed his nape sort of embarrassingly, "ⁱ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵐʸ ᵇᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵉᵃᶜʰᵉʳ!" he said again but yet, no one heard it!
you looked at miko but she merely shrugged and looked back at semi. the setter avoided your eyes and looked around so that no one would question his second response; but obviously that's not how it goes. he got questioned again.
"what are you even saying, semi?" tsuna asked.
"i said my band teacher alright!" semi cracked, "don't ya all see my guitar case over there! yes, i'm in band and yes i play the electric guitar." he expressed.
and in one second, the whole group's palm met their mouth in order to stifle their laughs from the odd confession the boy made.
tendou on the other hand had no shame, he just laughed and giggled at the setter. semi rolled his eyes a couple of times before groaning.
"y-you're a band kid!" the red head laughed.
"shut up! this is why i don't fucking tell you guys anything."
you smirked and chuckled, "okay, band kid."
semi turned around and looked down on you. he smiled sweetly and raised his eyebrows, "i suggest you shut up," he stated, not breaking eye contact.
the way his grayish brown eyes met yours lit up some sort of spark in your body, ultimately sending a fluttery feeling in your stomach. you wondered if the boy in front of you felt it too.
and that was when you realized that his cold words and dreamy eyes were a combo that you would want to witness everyday.
a / n ! :]
i don't rly like this chappy
but it'll make sense soon😩