- third person pov -
location: ( L/n ) residence
occasion: inarizaki team sleepover
NOW PLAYING:
Bossa No Sé
Cuco
The sun was setting as laughter and chatter fills the first floor of the ( L/n ) household as teenage boys fill the large room. Futons and blankets were scattered all over the floor, couches pushed back, and bowls of sweets sit on the dining table. Cuco blasts on the bluetooth speaker, adding to the loud atmosphere.
The front door opens, revealing Akira and ( Y/n ) who happily converse with each other, packets in chips in their arms. The pair slide their shoes off before walking into the main house.
"Holy fuck. Talk about destroying my eardrums." ( Y/n ) cringes when she walks into the room. Akira nods in agreement, dropping his bag next to the dining table.
"At least its a good song." Akira says, earning a smile and nod from the girl who turns to him.
"What's in the bag?" She asks him. Akira looks up at her and smiles.
"Just my clothes and some food." He shrugs before taking off his jacket and turning to walk towards his friends.
"Akira!" Akagi cheers as he leans back on his futon, his white tank top hanging around his upper body as he leans back on his hands. His words cause some of the other boys to turn to Akira who smiles and waves at them.
"Oh? Does that mean ( Y/n ) is back too?" Osamu asks, sitting up straight to witness his sister pouring packets of chips and popcorn into different bowls.
"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Akira asks as he sits down next to Aran who turns to him.
"We were thinking about playing truth or dare." Suna replies as he lies across the couch, his phone in front of his face as if he was playing a game.
"Ohhh~" Akira slowly nods before turning to a bowl filled with gummy worms that sat in front of Kita. He leans forward and picks a couple of pink ones before sitting back down.
"Oi- don't take all of the pinks. They're my favourite." Kita hisses at the boy, snatching the bowl and bringing it to his chest. Akira blinks at the captain before laughing.
"My bad cap!" He chuckles before leaning back on his hands.
A pair of footsteps approach the group of boys before ( Y/n ) bends forward to place a few bowls of food in the middle of their somewhat circle.
"So what d'ya's think of a small game of truth or dare?" Atsumu asks, gaining everyone's attention. The boys nod as ( Y/n ) stands up and turns around to walk up the stairs.
"Hey ( Y/n )! Wanna join us?" Ginjima asks the girl who had begun walking up the stairs. She stops in her tracks and turns to look back at him.
"Eh, why not? Just let me go get changed." She shrugs before continuing up the stairs. The boys smile at her response as she disappears up the staircase.
"Okay you guys I have a plan." Suna suddenly announces, sitting up straight as soon as the girl was out of their sight. All boys in the room turn towards him, an eyebrow raised or head tilted to the side as they question his actions.
"Someone is going to dare ( Y/n ) to hand over her phone and let us go through her camera roll." Suna tells them, turning to them with his hands raised. The third years lean away from him when they feel the unnaturally excited aura that surrounded him.
"That's, actually not a bad idea." Akira mutters, his chin in his hand as he looks down at his lap. The surrounding boys feel their thoughts go from "that's an invasion of privacy" to "imagine all the blackmail she has on there".
"Akira, send some hilarious photos or videos to ( Y/n ) and make her save them." Suna says, only to receive a sad frown from the tan boy who shakes his head.
"Why not?"
"Cause I don't have any." Akira confesses. His words make the athletes sadly sigh, some even turn to look at the setting sun in a dramatic manner.
"But... I know someone who does!" Akira suddenly perks up, his eyes practically glowing as he snaps his fingers.
He rips his phone out of his pocket and begins to quickly type in a message to a particular...
Kuroo Tetsurou
"Okay, he said that he's sent them to her" Akira says, putting his phone in his pocket.
"Let's hope it works." Kita sighs, causing some of the males to turn to him, eyes filled with shock.
"What can I say? I'm curious." Kita shrugs before they could hear someone walking down the stairs.
"Yo, who's going first?" ( Y/n ) asks as she approaches them. The boys turn to look at her, only for their eyes to widen.
She wore a pair of ( f/c ) and white/black plaid pyjama pants and a tank top that showed the boys her toned biceps and back muscles. She also had a black blanket that was slung over her shoulder, dragging behind her on the floor.
She plops down beside Akira who smiles at her. She smiles back before raising the blanket to her shoulder and wrapping it around her. However, before she had completely wrapped herself up, she raises an arm again, offering Akira some of the blanket.
His smile widens as he scoots closer to her. She spreads her legs open and leans back, allowing the boy to fill up the gap between her legs and lean back into her.
"Woah, don't lean too far back. My tits will disappear." She chuckles, wrapping her blanket covered arms around the boy's neck.
"Hehee~ my bad." Akira chuckles as he shifts around until he was comfortable. ( Y/n ) raises a hand to comb her fingers through his hair with a soft smile.
"Shinsuke, I dare ya to go outside and scream "fat dicks are the best" really loud." ( Y/n ) hears Aran say before a loud round of laughter fills the room. Kita also laughs before he stands up and makes his way towards the sliding door that leads to the backyard.
"FAT DICKS ARE THE BEST‼️" The boy screams into the peaceful sky, leaning backwards with his head tilted back and his arms outstretched.
The teenagers inside feel their abdomens tighten and tears form in their eyes at the sight of the third year screaming.
"Oh fuck! I think I'm gonna die!" Atsumu wheezes as he lies on his side. Akagi and Omimi cackle while slapping their knees.
"So be it." Osamu chuckles, earning an offended look from his brother.
"Okay I'm done my da-"
"NO THEY'RE NOT! TWIGGIES ARE!"
A voice in the distance yells, interrupting the third year who turns in its direction.
Another round of laughter hits the group before ( Y/n ) speaks up.
"What do those do? Snap?" She wheezes. Her words cause Akira to laugh harder, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Oh god! Make it stop!" Ginjima laughs, crawling towards the kitchen as he was desperate for a glass of water.
"Okay *wheeze* okay... Kita-san, yer turn." Osamu says in between deep breaths as he calms down. Suna happily sighs as he watches the video he had just recorded.
"Gold." He chuckles before turning his device off and setting it beside him.
"Okay... Truth or dare..." Kira begins, his eyes narrowing as he scans the group of teenagers. His eyes land on ( Y/n ) who shoves a few pocky sticks into her mouth.
"Truth or dare, ( Y/n )." He says, causing the girl to turn to him. She smirks, as does Akira since he knew what she was going to pick.
"Dare. I ain't no pussy." She declares with a smirk, only for it to disappear when the boys around her cheer, their hands above their heads.
"CHECKMATE!" Atsumu screams, a fist raised above his head.
"What's my dare?" ( Y/n ) asks, tilting her head to the side. However, she was mentally screaming, now knowing they had set her up.
"I dare you to allow us to go through your camera roll for... one hour tops." Kita says, causing some of the boys to "oohhhh" in a mocking way.
"Eh?" ( Y/n ) asks, her eyes widening as her skin pales.
"Huh?" She mumbles, looking off to the side.
"Oh come on ( N/n )-chan! It can't be tha~t bad~" Akira teases, looking up at her with a smirk. She shakily turns her head to him.
"The only person who's ever seen my camera roll is Atsu-chan." She mumbles before pulling her phone out of her pocket with shaky hands.
"I just need to do a few things." ( Y/n ) quickly announces, clicking on the camera roll and pressing some particular files.
"UHUHUH! No deleting anything." Atsumu yells from across the circle, pointing a finger at the girl who freezes.
"I'm not going to delete anything. Just locking some files." She tells them as she turns away from them, furiously tapping her screen.
"Oi no!" Osamu exclaims, reaching a hand out for her, only to get a foot to the face.
"Just wait! I'm just checking some things." She says, turning back to face them, her eyes on her phone. The black haired girl sighs before lowering the device.
"I have only three conditions if I give you my phone." She begins, causing the boys to fall silent as they give her their full attention.
"One, I will watch from over your shoulders. Two, if I tell you not to press on something, you won't. Three, you will NOT delete anything." She says before backing away from Akira who whips his hands underneath him to prevent him from falling backwards.
"If you break these rules, I'll punch you into next month." She threatens before handing the phone to Kita who nods.
"Understood." He says before the phone was snatched out of his hands. He turns to glare at Suna who plugs the phone into a cable on the wall, causing the screen to appear on the tv.
"Now, we can all see." He smirks at ( Y/n ) who feels her face drain of color.
"It's all over for me." She whispers as she lies flat on her face in the middle of the room.
Suna leans back on the couch and presses on the first video.
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"Let's go, let's go!" The boys hear ( Y/n )'s voice before they see her running away from the camera that was being held by someone else. The street was dark, only lit up by the lights inside of shops and streetlights.
"( N/n )! Be careful!" A deep voice yells at the girl who hops on a motorbike behind a ( h/c ) haired girl with a large scar over her lips. The motorbike sat next to four others. Both girls turn to the camera and smile widely before they back out of the parking space.
"Go! [ Y/n ]-chin! Go!" An unfamiliar voice cheers from beside the camera as the ( h/c ) haired girl drives into the middle of the dark street. The camera flicks to the direction of the voice to reveal a small group of boys dressed in a black uniform that watches the two girls on the motorbike that circles around the street.
The boy in black that was closest to the camera turns to it and smiles before sticking his tongue out, his blonde hair framing his face.
"Oi, Mikey. Watch." A deep voice says, pointing to the two girls.
"WAHOO!" The girl at the front of the bike cheers as she performs a wheelie, spinning them around in circles. ( Y/n ) also cheers with her arms wrapped around the other girl's waist.
A round of applause and laughter could be heard from the other side of the device as the two girls continue to spin around in circles until the clip suddenly ended.
The room was silent as they all turn to ( Y/n ) who smiles at the screen.
"I forgot about them! They were nice and that girl has the same name as me." ( Y/n ) informs them as Akira nods with a smile.
"Didn't you get Smiley's number? You both wanted to be friends aye?" He asks her, causing her to nod.
"Okay? Next video..." Suna mumbles, slightly concerned as to what ( Y/n ) gets up to while she's in Tokyo.
He swipes to be met with a series of photos of a group in the park. They all wore maid outfits and posed in the dark park that was lit up by streetlights. Suna swipes to the next photo, his eyes widening as the quality was better and he could see them clearer.
Bokuto crouches next to the camera, the maid dress hiking up his thighs as he grins at the camera. Kuroo stood next to him, an arm around Kenma's shoulders. Kenma held a monster energy gun and positioned it so it leant against his shoulder. A smirking ( Y/n ) stood next to him, bending forward with a hand on her knee.
The boys in the living room feel their eyes bulge out of their sockets when they notice how tight and short her maid dress was. It kindly hugged her curves, had a low collar, showing a generous amount of her cleavage and it also stops halfway up her thighs. She also held a monster energy gun and positioned it the same as Kenma did with his.
Akaashi squatted next to her, a hand resting on the far side of her waist, pulling her towards him. His head rested on her hip as he stares at the camera with a small blush.
Suna feels his throat go dry before quickly swiping to the next photo. His eyes widen even more when a video started playing instead.
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The screen recording of a live stream was of Bokuto trying to pull down ( Y/n )'s dress since she was complaining about how short it was.
"There's no way she's going out like that! Don't you know how many creeps there are out there?" Kenma yells, pointing at her as he stomps towards her.
"I already apologised for getting the wrong size!" Kuroo yells at the fake blonde before turning back to the phone that was flooding with compliments directed at him and his friends.
"Oi! What do you think you're doing Bokuto-san?" A voice yells before a pair of feet could be heard stomping into the living room the four teens stood in.
Kuroo freezes as he slowly turns to Akaashi whose jaw drops when he sees ( Y/n ) trying to pull her dress down.
"Don't do that! Your boobs are going to fall out!" Akaashi exclaims, pushing Bokuto away from ( Y/n ) when the top of her dress was getting too close to showing her tatas.
However, instead of Akaashi smoothly pulling up the top of her dress, his hands somehow slip and he ends up holding her boobs.
Both black haired teens freeze and direct their gazes to ( Y/n )'s chest. Akaashi squeezes her breasts, yk, just to make sure he wasn't hallucinating before his face burns a bright red.
"OH MY GOD! I'M SO SORRY! THAT WASN'T MEANT TO HAPPEN! I SWEAR!" The boy screams, removing his hands from her chest. ( Y/n )'s eyes widen and her face burns a dark red as her thighs squeeze together.
"HOLY SHIT!" Kuroo cackles at the two teenagers while Akaashi was apologising and ( Y/n ) was telling him it was okay and that she understood it was an accident. Bokuto laughed while Kenma gagged.
Then the video ended.
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All heads slowly turn to ( Y/n ) who held her red face in her hands.
"That was so embarrassing." She mutters while Atsumu and Osamu feel their veins burst.
"What the hell was he doing?!" Atsumu yells, causing ( Y/n ) to raise her head, a tick mark slapping her forehead.
"It was an accident!" She says, only to receive a jumble of angry noises coming from her brothers.
Suna slaps his blushing cheeks before swiping to the next photo.
It was of maid ( Y/n ) sitting on maid Akaashi's lap, the side of her body against the front of his. She had an arm wrapped around his neck as his head rested on her chest. He had a hand on the small of her back while the other rested at the side of her waist.
They both stare at the camera, lips parted and eyes half lidded. The boys that stare at the photo on the tv (apart from atsumu and osamu) would be lying if they said they didn't feel like they were being seduced by both ( Y/n ) and Akaashi.
"Okay, enough with these maid photos." Suna groans, clicking out of the photo to show her whole camera roll.
He scrolls up a bit before stopping at a video and clicking on it.
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"Hey my adorable fans! Today me and Serinumacchi will be getting head pats from the notorious ( L/n ) ( Y/n )." They hear a voice whisper into the phone over a tv screen in the background. The person who held the camera brings it above their head and they puckered their lips as if taking a mom selfie.
The Inarizaki boys feel their eyebrows rise when they realise it was Kise and Akira that sat on a couch. Kise turns to a blue-haired boy beside him and hands the camera to him with a smile.
"Please record this Kurokocchi." Kise whispers before both Kise and Akira launch off the couch and begins waking to the kitchen.
"These two are going to get themselves killed." Kuroko mutters as the pink-haired girl beside him nods in agreement.
Kuroko turns the camera around to show ( Y/n )'s and ( D/n )'s apartment in Tokyo filled with the Generation of Miracles. Akashi and Midorima were playing shogi at the dining table while Aomine watched the television screen, leaning back into the couch. ( Y/n ) had her back to the camera as she rummages through the fridge.
"Hey ( Y/n )-cchi?" Kise asks the girl as he leans up against the counter, Akira beside him. ( Y/n ) hums as she stands up, a large packet of frozen buzz bars in her hand.
"Can we pretty please have some head pats?" Kise asks with a cute pout as both him and Akira lean in towards each other, giving her their best puppy eyes.
( Y/n ) tilts her head to the side before letting out a small laugh. She turns to the counter beside the fridge and places the packet on it before raising her hands and placing one on each of their heads.
Kise and Akira's eyes light up as they bend forward, making it easier for her to ruffle their hair. Kuroko and Momoi's jaws drop at the sight before Kuroko slowly zooms in on the three teenagers that was surrounded by a flowery aura.
"Ne~ ( N/n )-chin... Lemme have some." A tired voice could be heard from outside of the screen, causing Kuroko to zoom back out.
The volleyball players that watch the video feel their eyes widen at the sight of the tall purple haired boy that stood behind ( Y/n ).
( Y/n ) turns around to look at him, her hands still in Kise and Akira's hair.
"Well come on then, I can't reach you from all the way up there you know." ( Y/n ) chuckles before the boy smiles and bends forward, allowing her to raise a hand to pat his hair.
Both Kise and Akira stand up straight before turning to skip back to a shocked Kuroko. They both beam at the camera, clearly pleased with the outcome.
Suddenly, ( Y/n ) lets out a loud yelp, causing Kise and Akira to turn towards the duo.
"Cuddle time~ ♡︎" Murasakibara sings, slinging ( Y/n )over his shoulder, her ass near his face. He places a hand on her hip to keep her in place before turning to grab the packet of buzz bars and making his way into the living room.
"Have you been doing squats or some shit?" He asks, glancing at ( Y/n )'s rear end.( Y/n ) lets out a laugh as she shakes her head.
When he makes it to the futon he was previously lying on, he stops and begins to lean forward. ( Y/n ) realises this and begins to panic.
"NOATSU-CHAN!WAIT!" She hurriedly yells before Murasakibara braces himself to land on his front.
( Y/n ) groans when she's crushed between Murasakibara and the futon. Her arms quickly go to her chest as she turns to the side. Murasakibara laughs before pulling away from her. His smile fades and was replaced with a concerned expression upon seeing the look on her face.
"Are you okay?" He asks her before gripping onto her waist, sliding her towards him.
"I think you made my tits cave in." She groans with her head turned to the side, her eyes squeezed shut. Murasakibara's eyes widen.
"NO! NOT THE TIDDIES!" He yells before sitting her up. He pulls her onto his lap and cradles her like a baby.
"I'm so sorry. Are you okay? Do you need anything?" He asks her in a hushed voice while rocking her from side to side.
"There's only one thing I want before I die." She whispers, cracking an eye open. Kuroko zooms in on the duo as ( Y/n ) leans in towards a wide eyes Murasakibara.
"Yes, anything." Murasakibara says, making ( Y/n ) smirk.
"GIMME MILKY!" She yells before sitting up straight. She opens her mouth and brings it to Murasakibara's chest. She bites down on his skin, making the boy yell and rush to push the laughing girl away from him.
"Can I have milky too pwease mommy?" Kise asks, twiddling his thumbs and drawing circles on the floor with his foot as he pouts at a disgusted Murasakibara.
"My tiddies feel wet." The purple haired boy says in a shaky voice, bringing an arm up to cover his chest.
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The volleyball players turn to look at a laughing Akira and ( Y/n ).
"That never gets old!" Akira says, slapping the futon he sat on. ( Y/n ) nods in agreement, clutching her stomach.
"I think my abs are growing abs." She sighs and wheezes before Suna goes to the next video.
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"Dude, what are you three doing?" Akira could be seen asking someone from the door of a bedroom. He turns the camera around to show ( Y/n ), Murasakibara and Aomine lying on Aomine's bed, open porn magazines scattered around the floor.
"Ranking these magazines." ( Y/n ) bluntly informs him, making his face drop.
"Put that one there." Murasakibara says, pointing at an empty spot. ( Y/n ) shakes her head with a scoff.
"Hell no. This one is way hotter than the one you're holding onto." She says, pointing at the magazine in his hands. Murasakibara looks at it and shakes his head.
"No it isn't." He blankly replies, raising his chin as he stares down at her.
"Yes it is. This one made my tip sticky as fuck." ( Y/n ) says, shoving the magazine in his face.
"Are you dumb? Mines better." Murasakibara replies.
"No! You are!" ( Y/n ) childishly says.
"No I'm not!"
"You're so dumb you failed your maths test last week!"
"I know you are, but what am I?"
"Both of you shut up. You're both wrong." Aomine cuts in their argument, making them turn to face him.
"Mines better than both of yours." The blue-haired boy says, holding up the magazine in his hands.
"NO IT'S NOT!" Both food lovers yell in sync before the camera turns back to Akira. The boy cringes before turning around and shutting the door.
"Well that was something." He mutters, desperate to rip his eyes out.
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Next video.
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This video was of Sakusa, Komori and ( Y/n ) going around tokyo, recreating the following photos.
yuh 💃🏽
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The next video takes place in a backyard pool in a sunny afternoon. Four tall figures could be seen jumping into the water before rising to the surface.
Murasakibara, ( Y/n ), Kise and Aomine raise their heads above the water, their hair sticking to the sides of their faces.
"Okay, team one is Kise-kun and Murasakibara-kun and team two is Aomine-kun and ( Y/n )." Kuroko says as he sits on a chaise chair on the side of the pool, next to Akira who was recording.
"Let's go!" Aomine cheers, a fist raised above his head as ( Y/n ) swims towards him. She gives him a high five before he dives under the water.
( Y/n ) glances at Akira and realised he was recording. Upon seeing this, she smiles and waves at the camera before she yelps.
Aomine resurfaces, his head in between ( Y/n )'s thighs, his hands on the out side of them, keeping her in place.
"Let's go kick some ass." He smirks up at the girl who wore a large basketball singlet over her bikini. She smirks and nods at him before he begins to walk towards Kise who was positioned on Murasakibara's shoulders.
Aomine brings his hands in front of his face and holds onto Murasakibara's. ( Y/n ) does the same, but she holds onto Kise's.
"You're going down ( Y/n )-cchi." Kise declares with a wide grin. ( Y/n ) replies with a grin as she stares up at him.
"As if. You're up against the two most competitive people in the team." She reminds him before Kuroko blows the whistle, indicating that they were allowed to begin.
Both duos push each other in attempt to have the other fall over.
After some time and grunts, Murasakibara ends up slipping on the pool floor, causing him to fall backwards and bringing Kise down with him.
"The winners are... Aomine Daiki and ( L/n ) ( Y/n )!" Momoi and Kuroko announce. Kuroko looks at the happy girl beside him with an annoyed expression.
I was meant to say that. He mentally grumbles before turning back to the ( Y/n ) and Aomine who were loudly cheering.
"HA! SUCK MY FAT COCK, LOSERS!" ( Y/n ) yells at the two boys that were sulking under the water.
"Shut up!" Murasakibara says, launching out of the water. He pushes ( Y/n ) by her shoulders, causing her to gasp.
"You bitch!" She yells before both her and Aomine fall back into the water.
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"Put it on! Put it on!" The volleyball boys could hear ( Y/n ) laugh as she holds the camera.
A younger Aomine stood beside a tv and in front of a hallway, a bundle of white fabric in his hands. Momoi's living room was filled with laughter as he glares at the girl behind the camera.
"You seriously went and bought me a smurf outfit?" He deadpans as a loud cackle erupted from the other side of the room.
"I didn't! Sei-chan did!" ( Y/n ) protests, briefly turning the camera to capture a betrayed Akashi.
"( N/n )! I thought we were bros!"The red-haired boy dramatically gasps, a hand on his forehead as Midorima, who sat next to him, chuckles.
"I'm not wearing this." Aomine grumbles.
"Yes you are. We're all dressed up and besides, what's halloween without an outfit?" Momoi says.
"Do I look like a giant smurf to you?!" He screams, earning a loud laugh from Kise and Akira.
"Why else would we all pitch in 200 yen to buy the fabric?" Midorima speaks up, pushing his glasses up as Kise and Akira laugh harder.
( Y/n ) turns the camera so it faced her before she stands up from the couch. She positions the device above her head so it could se everyone's outfits.
Kuroko was dressed up as Danny Phantom while Akashi and Midorima was dressed up as Diavolo and Lucifer from Obey me. ( Y/n ) was dressed as cat noir and Momoi was dressed as ladybug. Akira and Kise were high school Gojou and Nanami. And then there was Murasakibara... he was dressed as the cookie monster, mask and everything.
"Go on!" Murasakibara says, waving his hands at him in a shooing motion.
Aomine grits his teeth before stomping into the bathroom down the hallway.
The video cuts to everyone on the floor laughing their asses off as a fuming Aomine stands in the middle of the living room.
He had his hands balled into fists at his sides. The white pants hang around his hips and the round shoes make him look like a clown. The white hat slides down his forehead as it was too big to fit on his head.
"SHUT UP!" He screams before running at ( Y/n ) when he realises that she was recording.
"Oh fuck." She curses, scrambling to get up before she dashes out the back door.
"ATSU-CHAN! HELP! PAPA SMURF IS GONNA CAST A SPELL ON ME!" She screams as she sprints away from the house filled with laughing teenagers and down the street, Aomine following her.
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"Are you recording Kenma?" A loud voice could be heard from the top of a hill. Kenma nods his head from behind the camera as he zooms in on the people at the top of the gravel hill.
Kuroo sat at the front in a shopping trolley, ( Y/n ) sits behind him. Bokuto held onto the handles and he steps back, getting ready to push.
"Three............ Two!............ ONE!" He counts down before sprinting towards where the ground sloped downwards.
The boys and girl in the shopping trolley screech as they grip onto the sides of the trolley. Suddenly, Bokuto jumps into the cart, causing them to whip their head towards him, their eyes wide.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING BO⁉️" Kuroo yells as they zip down the hill.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?" Bokuto yells back.
"WHO'S STEERING?!" ( Y/n ) screams at him, causing his face to drop and pale.
"Oh shit." He mumbles before his eyes widen upon seeing a curve coming into view.
"HOLD ON YOU GUYS!" He yells, hugging ( Y/n ) as he was ready to break her fall.
The front wheel of the trolley makes contact with the gutter, causing the trolley to flip forwards.
Kuroo grunts as he lands on the pavement before ( Y/n ) lands on his back and Bokuto lands on top of ( Y/n ).
Kenma and Akaashi sprint towards the trio. Akaashi was worried about them while Kenma wanted to get the goods on camera.
"Fuck! Get off! Get off!" Kuroo cries, causing his two friends to jump off him. He rolls onto his back, gripping his wrist.
"I think it's broken." He winces, his eyes squeezed shut as he grips his wrist.
"YOU THINK?" Akaashi yells when he sees his twisted hand.
"BLEURGH!" Bokuto and ( Y/n ) gag in sync, hugging each other as they stare at his wrist.
"It's so gross but I can't look away." Bokuto mutters while ( Y/n ) nods in agreement.
"But hey, look what I can do." Kuroo laughs through the tears that was flowing down his face. He brings his limp hand up and flicks it downwards, chasing it to swing around before he bursts out laughing.
"Oh god." ( Y/n ) laughs before copying his actions. Akaashi stares at the girl with wide eyes.
"She's fucking mental." He whispers to himself, not know Kenma got it on camera.
The video cuts to the group in the urgent doctors, Kuroo wearing a cast. He turns to the camera and smirks before going to flick his wrist, only to have to move his whole arm.
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"Is that what you do in Tokyo ( Y/n )?" Atsumu asks his sister who was happily staring at the screen.
"Yeah, it's pretty cool huh?" She sighs as she leans back on her hands, not noticing her brothers soft smiles.
"Oh? What's this?" Suna asks with a wide smirk upon seeing a few new videos and photos in her camera roll. ( Y/n )'s eyebrows rise.
"Those weren't there before were they?" She thinks out loud as the boys feel their smirks threatening to grow.
"Let's have a look." Suna suggest with an excited look in his eyes before clicking on the first video.
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Both Kuroo and Bokuto were dancing in a bedroom that looked like Kenma's spare bedroom. Kenma suddenly opens the door, gaining their attention.
"I can't do this anymore." Kenma groans, tears forming in his eyes as he stands at the door.
"What do you mean?" Kuroo asks, his voice filled with concern as he approaches his friend.
"They're literally sucking each other's faces off. In my living room!" The boys sobs as he points at the door. Kuroo turns to look at Bokuto before running to grab the phone and sprinting out the bedroom and down the hallway, Bokuto following behind him.
"Wait!" ( Y/n ) yells upon seeing the familiar scene play on the tv. She whips her head i Suna's direction before launching up to grab the phone. However, she was stopped by Akira hugging her legs.
"I'm serious! Stop playing the video!" She yells, kicking her way out of Akira's grip, only for a miracle to happen.
The phone died.
Suna stares at the blank device in his hand, his eyes wide and jaw on the floor.
"YOU'RE KIDDING ME!" He screams, gripping his hair as he hunches forward. ( Y/n ) falls to the ground with a sigh, her body relaxing while Akira still hugged her legs.
"After that well thought plan of having Kuroo send through photos that could've been used for blackmail AND IT DOESN'T EVEN WORK?!" Suna groans, falling back onto the couch.
The boy stiffens up and slaps a hand over his mouth when he realises he had said too much and he could feel a familiar dark aura fill the room.
"Your......... What?" A low voice grumbles as they slowly stand up, glaring at the brunette who feels his eyes widen.
"W-wait ( Y/n )! I can explain!" Suna says, sitting up straight before jumping over the back of the couch, his hands raised in front of him as if they were meant to protect him.
"I suggest you get a move on." ( Y/n ) warns him as she twists her neck, causing it to click before she goes to crack her knuckles.
Suna gulps before sprinting towards the sliding door, ( Y/n ) following close behind him.
The volleyball team watches ( Y/n ) chase Suna around the outdoor pool before turning to look at each other.
"Hey! That reminds me!" Akira says, standing up. His teammates look up to raise an eyebrow at the smiling boy who walks towards his bag. He zips it open and pulls a metal container out.
"I got this pie from a nice store down the road. Wanna have a try?"
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