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★・・・𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰・・・★
AUTHOR'S POV
F/n skipped her way to the gym, flowers radiating from her smiling form. She had her bag thrown over her shoulder and a bigger gym bag strapped across her body.
"Here to see Tanaka?" A teacher asked, seeing her pass by.
"Yep! I have a special delivery."
The teacher waved her off and she continued her way. Every teacher at school was used to seeing F/n pop up after class hours. The Seijoh student usually passed by to drop something off or visit her beloved boyfriend. F/n continued skipping, shuffling and doing all the most random things while going to the gym. She slid the door open, running to greet Kiyoko. "Hi, Kiyoko!"
"Hi F/n, It's nice to see you again. Here to drop off his bag?"
"Mhm, he forgot it at my place again," she said, dumping her package on the floor.
"F/n-senpai!"
"Shōyō!"
The tangerine jumped on the girl. She caught him, ruffling his hair. "How is the little tangerine?"
"I'm doing great!"
"What's a tree doing here?"
"Speak for yourself, trunk."
She placed Shōyō down, looking for her favourite eccentric player. She spotted him, again, without a shirt. "Ryū!"
He whisked around, running to catch her. He twirled her around in his arms. "Princess! Came to watch your man play?"
She shook her head, giggling. "Silly, you forgot your bag, again."
"Thanks, Princess." He kissed her, earning cheers from his teammates. F/n blushed, playfully punching his arm. "Are you done flaunting me?"
"No."
He picked her up, bridal style, making even more of an obnoxious display. F/n tried to keep a straight face but a laugh escaped her. Tanaka chuckled, leaning against her forehead. "Can I come over again?"
"Are you just going to live at my house now?"
"Come on, your parents love me."
"Ennoshita, Ryū is bribing me again."
"Tanaka."
He flinched, placing me down. "Hai..."
I gave him a head pat. "Come on! If you practice well, I'll let you come over."
Just like that, a fire revved up inside of him. He put on his gear, ready to rumble with the rest of the team. Tsukishima scowled. "Did you have to give him so much energy?"
"Maybe now you'll be forced to put some effort into your blocks," F/n fired back.
He clicked his tongue, getting into position. F/n stayed on the side, cheering on her man. "Nice kill, Ryū!"
"YOSHAAAAAA!"
"STOP TAKING OFF YOUR SHIRT AND FOCUS!"
F/n laughed, watching him get scolded by Daichi. When it wasn't Ennoshita, Daichi was right there. Even Nishinoya was in awe of Tanaka's sudden surge of power. Ukai called a break. F/n beckoned the wild beast over.
He bounded to her side, covered in sweat. She wiped his face. "You certainly worked hard today."
"I have to make a good impression."
"Mhm, good impressions alright."
Tanaka squealed at the cold water bottle smashed against his face. F/n covered her mouth, hoping to stuff her laughs. Tanaka craned his head at her, a glint in his eyes. F/n knew that look too well. "I didn't mean to!" She yelled, escaping his lunge. She ran away from his, knowing it wouldn't end well if she was caught.
"Ah, young love," Ukai said, watching the two chase each other.
"Should we stop them?" Asahi asked.
"They're fine," his coach replied.
F/n ran towards the net, ducking last second making Tanaka run face-first into it. The team laughed when he fell back. F/n sputtered a laugh of her own, lasting only a few moments until she realized, Tanaka was clutching his neck. She hurried to his side in a panic. "Are you okay!? Does it hurt? I'm so sorry Ryū. I'll get some ice—"
"Pfff."
F/n groaned, slapping his fuzzy head. "You idiot! Don't make me worry like that!"
Tanaka laughed, hugging her against his sweaty body.
"Let me go, you bald idiot."
"Hey!"
"That's what you get!" She yelled, pulling his cheeks. The team laughed at the spiker's predicament.
"You should respect your senpai, Ryūnosuke Tanaka."
"Oh, full name and senpai card," Tsukishima pointed out in mock surprise.
"He's in trouble now," Noya whispered from the sidelines.
"He had it coming," Daichi noted. Sugawara was trying to pry F/n off Tanaka who looked dead at this point.
"F/n, I think you've punished him enough."
She dusted off her clothes, giving Tanaka a pointed look. "You're lucky Suga's here."
"Can I still come over?"
She sighed. "You're so needy, ya big baby."
"I'll use that from now on."
"Shut up, Tsukishima!"
chu
"Stop yelling at your juniors and keep practicing. I'll wait for you at home."
"You're gonna leave me like that?"
"Yep!" F/n replied. She walked out of the gym, her bag still swung over her shoulder.
TIME SKIP
As soon as Tanaka could leave, he left. He fixed himself a little before knocking at F/n's door. Her mother opened the door, welcoming him inside. She pushed him upstairs to F/n's room. F/n was clicking away on her laptop.
"What you working on, Princess?" He asked, leaning over her shoulder. She closed her laptop, turning around to peck his lips. "A little surprise for my favourite boy. What are you doing here?"
"I was invited," he said, picking her up, dropping her on her bed. She pushed a hand on his forehead.
"Shower first, cuddles later."
He whined but listened. She waited for him to return, going back to her desk to type. He came back, towel around his waist. F/n looked him up and down.
"Like what you see?"
"Always."
Tanaka cheered, changing into a shirt and shorts. F/n closed her laptop just in time for him to pick her up again. He laid down, pulling her against him. She listened to the sound of his heartbeat. "I love you, Ryū."
"I love you too, Princess."
"You know, I'm graduating this year..." Her voice dropped and she went silent.
Tanaka moved, shifting them onto their sides. "I know, Princess. I'll miss you... your voice, seeing you all the time. I'll certainly miss that body of yours," he said, cheekily. F/n pushed his hand off her butt.
"It was cute until that."
He chuckled, pulling her onto his chest. "I know you want it."
"I like walking so no."
"You didn't mind—"
kiss
"Not another word from you."
He groaned. "That wasn't very nice, senpai."
F/n knew he was in a mood. But she wasn't. "Senpai doesn't want to play. I want to sleep today."
Tanaka whined but complied, settling down. "Time of the month?"
Smack
"I guess not."