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"๐™ˆ๐˜ผ๐™”๐˜ฝ๐™€ ๐™„๐™ ๐™„ ๐˜ฟ๐™Š๐™‰'๐™ ๐˜พ๐™๐™”, ๐™„ ๐™’๐™Š๐™‰'๐™ ๐™๐™€๐™€๐™‡ ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™”๐™ˆ๐™Š๐™๐™€." โ˜”๏ธŽ๏ธŽ || Where basketball prodi... Mais

โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐—œ๐—ก๐—ง๐—ฅ๐—ข๐——๐—จ๐—–๐—ง๐—œ๐—ข๐—ก
๐Ÿฌ.๐Ÿฑ || ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ป
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ || ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜†?
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฎ || ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ธ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฏ || ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ถ
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฐ || ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€?
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฑ || ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฒ || ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿณ || ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ต ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿด || ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜€
๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿต || ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ || ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ถ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿญ || ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ผ
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ || ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น๐˜€
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ || ๐˜๐˜„๐—ผ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐˜„๐—ผ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜€
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฐ || ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฑ || ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฒ || ๐˜๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ผ๐˜‚
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿณ || ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿด || ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜ƒ๐˜€ ๐˜€๐—ต๐˜‚๐˜๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜‚
๐Ÿญ๐Ÿต || ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ || "๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜†!"
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿญ || ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ถ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฎ || "๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜€๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฑ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—ถ ๐—ฎ๐—บ?!"
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ || ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ?
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฐ || ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜†๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ถ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฑ || ๐—ฎ๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ ๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ต๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ถ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฒ || ๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿณ || ๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฝ
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿด || ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—น๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜†๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜†๐˜€
๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿต || ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜†๐—ผ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ - ๐—ฝ๐˜ ๐Ÿญ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฌ || ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜†๐—ผ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ - ๐—ฝ๐˜ ๐Ÿฎ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿญ || ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜†๐—ผ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ - ๐—ฝ๐˜ ๐Ÿฏ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฎ || ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜†๐—ผ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ - ๐—ฝ๐˜ ๐Ÿฐ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฏ || ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ || ๐—ผ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฑ || ๐—ธ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ผ ๐˜ƒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ถ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฒ || ( ๐˜†/๐—ป ) ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜๐˜๐—ฎ ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜€
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿณ || ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ
๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿต || ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฌ || ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿญ || ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฎ || ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€' ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ || ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฐ || ๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ธ
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฑ || ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜€๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐˜€
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฒ || ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€
๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿณ || ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜†
๐™€๐™‰๐˜ฟ๐™„๐™‰๐™‚ ๐™‰๐™Š๐™๐™€
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฌ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—–๐—œ๐—”๐—Ÿ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฌ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—–๐—œ๐—”๐—Ÿ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฌ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—–๐—œ๐—”๐—Ÿ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฌ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—–๐—œ๐—”๐—Ÿ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฌ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—–๐—œ๐—”๐—Ÿ
โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฌ๐—ž ๐—ฆ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—–๐—œ๐—”๐—Ÿ

๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿด || ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฎ-๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด-๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜†๐—ฎ

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De inuisdeadsister

HEY YALL‼️😈

uhm lol i just realised i've completely stuffed up the timeline and uhh it's meant to only be the preliminaries rn BUT just roll with it and act like the past match and this one were part of winter cup. okay? OKAY‼️‼️





THE NEXT DAY:



Just like the day before, the sun was blocked out by thin clouds, preventing it from shining down on the crowded gymnasium you were standing in front of. You groggily blink your eyes, leaning against the boy in front of you who looks up at your figure with concerned eyes.

"What were you doing last night, ( N/n )? You look so tired." Akaashi asks you as you hug him from behind. He turns his head to examine your tired figure, your arms draped around his neck and head on his shoulder.

"I'm fine." You mumble in his ear, moving your head to press your cheek against his. He softly smiles, cheeks pinking.

"You're going to be staying at mine tonight, right? We can sleep early if you wanna." Akaashi suggests, turning his body so he could hug you properly.

"Nooo~ I'll be fine. I just need a nap." You whine, hugging him by his neck. Akaashi hums while he rubs the sides of your waist, smiling softly.

"They make me wanna die." Kuroo scoffs as him, Bokuto and Kenma stand beside you both.

"They do realise we're going to be there too, right?" Kenma sighs, referring to tonight.

Yea... you're all going to be staying the night at Akaashi's. When he asked his parents if it was okay for you all to stay over, they instantly agreed and booked a hotel room for the night.

Ain't no way were they staying there too.

"The game's gonna start soon, let's go." Kuroo says. You raise your head, your hand patting Akaashi's head. Nodding your head, you take Akaashi's hand into yours and begin walking into the gymnasium.

"Could you guys not be lovey dovey for ten fucking minutes?" Kenma asks, eyes narrowing at your interlocked fingers.

"Can you not be short for ten fucking minutes?" You shoot back, lips tugging into a mocking smirk.

"Oh!" Bokuto gasps into his hand, his eyes wide.

"Fight me, bitch. I solo goku." Kenma challenges, now hopping on his two feet with his hand raised into fists near his face.

You laugh at how he pretends to throw punches at you and Akaashi, his eyes narrow and lips pressed into a thin line.

"You're such a dork." You chuckle, lowering a hand to pat his head. He just sends you a hiss, imitating a cat.

"Somebody call pest control!" Kuroo yells in a deep voice, causing Bokuto to laugh.

"Says the dude who looks like a constipated rooster." Kenma scoffs. You all laugh at how Kuroo's face drops to give the fake blonde an offended stare.

"Man, fuck you." Kuroo sobs into his hand, wiping the invisible tears in his eyes.

"It be your own bros too." Bokuto chuckles, raising his hand to pull the "L" on his forehead while sticking his tongue out at Kuroo.

"That's rough, buddy." Akaashi murmurs, imitating Zuko from season three (😍). You couldn't help but chuckle while Akaashi subconsciously uses his thumb to rub your knuckles.

"This way~" You sing, pulling the boys down a hallway and through the doors to a court. You all find yourselves standing above the court. You begin walking forward, leading your friends down the stairs to find yourselves a seat.

Once seated, you turn your heads towards the courts, only for your eyes to widen upon seeing who your friends from Seirin were against.

"You're fucking kidding me." You curse under your breath as you sit in between Akaashi and Kenma. The males raise eyebrows at you.

Black hair, pale skin, oddly attractive in the manga but still ugly asf, sperm built eyebrows, and of course, a long and devious grin.

"Hanamiya." You spit out his name like it was a curse, light coloured eyes narrowing at the boy who leads his team onto the court. His smug grin never left his face as he rests his hands on his hips.

He and his teammates wore a dark green and teal uniform. You could make out a few of his teammates features. One had his light grey, almost purple hair covering his eyes as he chewed on the gum in his mouth. Another one was tall and had slightly tan skin and brown hair while another was much taller and had messy black hair and an eye mask on as he slept on the bench.

"You know them?" Bokuto asks, only to get an annoyed nod of the head.

"I don't like them. They're all a bunch of assholes. Except Hara-kun, he's okay. Even if he plays dirty." You admit with a shrug.

"Who's that?" Akaashi asks with an arched brow.

"The one that has his eyes covered like the main character in a hentai." You tell them, pointing at the said boy on the court. Kenma snickers at your words, shaking his head while the others shrug it off, used to your vulgar comments.

- ☹︎ -

"Oi, Hanamiya." A boy with brown hair calls out to the male as they stand on the court. Hanamiya raises a brow at him from over his shoulder.

"Who's that? They've been staring at our team for a while." He says. The black-haired male watches his teammate nod up at the seats.

He turns his head in the direction he was gesturing to, only for his eyes to widen when he catches sight of your tall figure.

"Haha~ Lucky us." He sarcastically chuckles, lowering his head as his lips spread out into a wide smirk.

"What's going on?" Hana asks, loudly chewing his gum with his hands on his hips. Number seven shrugs before asking the brown-haired boy the same question.

"Hanamiya recognised the hot girl up in the crowd." He tells them, nodding his head in your direction.

"Yo! It's ( L/n )-chan!" Hana cheers, his face lighting up and mouth forming a smile. He raises his hand above his head and waves at you.

You see this and laugh under your breath. Raising a hand, you return the wave while ignoring the stares from your friends. Akaashi's eyes narrow at the boy who clutches his singlet over his heart, a dreamy smile on his face.

"( Y/n )." Akaashi calls your name. You hum, turning your head to blink at the boy with wide eyes.

"What's up?" You ask him, only for him to take your hand into his. Your eyes soften and you smile at him when you see this.

"Relax, pretty boy. He's just a friend to me." You chuckle, raising a hand to direct his head to your shoulder. You could feel his body relaxing against yours his head shifting around on your shoulder.

"I still don't like boys flirting with you. And there's a shit ton of them." Akaashi sighs quietly. You hum, now combing your fingers through his hair.

"Don't worry, I only have my eyes on you." You quietly assure him, turning your head to give him a small peck on the forehead. Bokuto snickers when Akaashi's face turns pink and he turns his head to hide it against your shoulder.

"Eww~ Di-fucking-sgusting." Kuroo gags, staring at you both while Kenma nods his head, agreeing with his friend.

"Bitch, you're just lonely." You scoff with an eye roll.

"Dumbass, I have a girlfriend." Kuroo blurts out. A thick silence surrounds you and your friends as you blankly stare at him.

"What?" Kenma asks him with narrow eyes. Kuroo raises his hands in a surrendering motion.

"Boy ain't no way boy." Bokuto murmurs, causing Kuroo to gasp.

"How dare you, Bokuhoe?!" Kuroo cries, wiping the invisible tears from his eyes.

"Shut up, Ku-row row row your mother fucking boat." Bokuto rolls his eyes. You raise an eyebrow at his choice of words while Kenma laughs into his hand.

"Your humor is so shit." You whisper to the shortest male.

"Shut up, biiaaaatttccchhh. That's why your wrist done broke from a single fall." Kenma snaps back, pointing at your wrist with a sinister grin.

"At least I'm not built like a pot plant." You stick your tongue at him, only for him to roll his eyes and throw up the middle finger.

"Suck my left nut, hoe." Kenma scoffs, whipping out his nintendo switch and turning it on. You smirk to yourself when you see this and how he sinks into the seat, eyebrows knitting together and lips dipping behind the collar of his high collared and fluffy jacket.

- ☹︎ -

HALF TIME:

The buzzer for the end of the first half echoes around you and your friends. Multiple individuals shift around in their seats, either standing to leave to get something to eat, or doing something else.

"So, what were your doing last night, ( Y/n )?" Bokuto asks, turning to grin at you.

"Your mom." You yawn into your hand. Kenma nods his head and raises a hand to give you a high five, his eyes still glued to the screen in front of him.

Bokuto gives you a blank stare while Kuroo does his ugly little cackle in the background.

"Nice o-OW!" The third year exclaims, only to to cry out when Bokuto stomps on his foot.

"Anyways, I went to a hotel and stayed the night with Atsu-chan." You say, a smile forming on your lips and a chuckle slipping past your lips.

"What'd you guys do that kept you up so late?" Akaashi asks. His face softens while watching your own light up and your lips curve into a smile.

"That sounds so wrong." Kuroo murmurs, earning a hum from Kenma who continues to play on his switch.

"Shut it, you horny shithead." You roll your eyes with a grin.

"ITS SHITHEED!" Kuroo yells at you in a sassy manner, his eyes wide and lips forming a fake frown. Bokuto laughs, knowing what meme he was quoting.

"Who cares? You wanna hear what happened or not?" You scoff, earning a nod from the third years.

"Okay... so..."

- ☹︎ -

You could hear the shower in the bathroom next to you turn off as you sit atop of your bed. The long white curtains were pulled, hiding the night sky from your eyes while the room was cast into a yellow light due to the lamps above your beds and a single bedside cabinet seperate your large bed from your best friend's.

"( N/n )-chin~! Where's my hoodie?" Murasakibara's voice could be heard from the bathroom. You turn your head from the television where you were flicking through the channels with no interest.

"I'll bring it to you." You tell the boy upon seeing his large baby blue hoodie lying at the edge of his bed.

"No worries." Your friend yawns as he steps out of the bathroom. You raise a brow at the shirtless boy who wore a pair of black trousers, showing off his abs. Scooping the hoodie up, you throw it towards the male.

"Thankie~" He grins, catching it with ease before slipping it over his head. Once it was on, he jumps onto your bed, landing on his stomach beside you.

The mattress bounces up and down from his actions before he rolls onto his back, leaning on his elbows. You both blink at the wall in a short silence before Murasakibara snatches the remote from your hand.

"That's boring." He says, turning his body to rest his head on your thighs. You hum while goosebumps find their way to your exposed legs upon feeling Murasakibara's damp hair against it.

He raises the remote in the air, changing the channels while you eat from a packet of chips in front of you.

The brief and messy sounds of several different channels hit your ears for no longer than a couple of seconds before Murasakibara stops flicking through the channels.

Both of your eyes widen to the size of dinner plates upon hearing the lewd sounds and words pouring from the screen and filling the room. Slowly turning to blink at each other in silence, you struggle to hold your laughter in.

"This is the one!" You both cackle aloud, pointing at the screen with wide and stupid grins. Shuffling around to lean against the headboard of your bed, you both watch the pornography play on the tv.

"What is she doing?" Murasakibara giggles, lying with his head on your chest and arms around your waist. You just laugh and shrug, seeing the woman on the screen in a twisted position.

"She sounds like a dying donkey." You chuckle, chewing on a cookie you had bought earlier at the convenience store. Your best friend laughs loudly and nods his head, agreeing with you.

"This is the most unerotic thing I've ever seen in my life." The boy announces, stealing a bite from your cookie.

"Oi! What the hell?" You gasp, only to get a goofy grin in return.

"Hehe~" Murasakibara giggles, swallowing what he had stolen.

"That's why you built like a roblox avatar." You grumble, grey eyes narrowing at the shocked male.

"How dare you, Tomie look alike!" He gasps with a hand on his chest. Instead of being offended like he wanted you to be, you felt like you had just received the best compliment in the world.

"You calling me hot? Thanks!" You cheer with a grin, forcing your fingers to form a heart.

"No. I'm saying you're not photogenic." He scoffs with a playful eye roll before a silence fills the air.

"So, I get insulted by my bestie boo piggy poo and now I'm out of cookies and chips." You think aloud, your stomach twisting and chest tightening.

Murasakibara arches a brow when he watches you hug your knees to your chest with a small pout. But, when he sees you press your face against your knees, your hair falling over your shoulders and your eyes water, he launches himself at you.

"No! Don't cry. It's okay." He exclaims, hugging you by your neck and rubbing your head. He hears you whimper and sees your pout grow, almost making him do the same.

"Is it that time of the month?" He asks you in a hushed voice. You nod your head against his chest, allowing him to let out a sigh of relief.

"Let's go to the store and buy some more, okay?" He suggests, his face lighting up when you back away to give him a dazzling smile.

"Let's go! Let's go!" You cheer childishly, leaving him to sigh under his breath.

"Hanging out with you is making me mature." Murasakibara quietly complains while rubbing circles on the sides of his head.

Nonetheless, he follows you out of the hotel room and links arms with you, skipping down the hallways of the hotel where you most definitely woke other people due to his loud feet.

Down the dark streets which were lit up by the streetlights you both skipped and laughed happily like a couple out of a cheesy romance musical.

FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER:

"Murasakibara! ( L/n )! Get back here!" The man who worked at the convenience store yells as he stands outside of his shop, the glass doors slid open.

"Catch us if you can, Nakajima-chan!" You laugh as you sit in the trolley Murasakibara pushes, full of sweets and chips. A broken bucket sat on your head and your long legs dangle over the sides of the "vehicle".

"Fuck sakes, you two!" Nakajima groans, slapping his forehead and turning on his heels to storm back into his store where confused customers watched everything.

"I almost feel bad for him." You chuckle as you both continue to speed down the quiet streets then up a familiar road.

"True. He did always give us a shit ton of free stuff in middle school." Murasakibara points out, slowing his pace so he now walked while pushing you in the trolley.

You let out a hum of agreement as he turns a corner, revealing a familiar setting to you at an unfamiliar time.

Good old, Teiko Middle School.

- ☹︎ -

"Then, what?" Bokuto asks as you stare at the empty court with a smile. Your friends sit at the edge of their seats, eager to hear the rest of your story.

"Then, we tag-teamed your moms." You say, shoving a chocolate bar in your mouth while your friends and boyfriend deadpan.

"Kidding! Ya'll are too serious." You chuckle, leaning back into your chair.

"We went into the school and watched the stars before we vandalised any poster of any of the teachers. Especially ones we didn't like." You tell them, your grin permanently plastered to your face.

"Why am I not surprised?" Akaashi sighs, shaking his head with a small smile.

"Why wasn't I invited? The fuck?! The betrayal!" Bokuto sobs into his two hands that cover his face. Kuroo shakes his head with a mourning like expression while patting the boy on his back.

"Anyways, Imma go get something from the vending machine. Anyone want anything?" You ask the boys while standing up.

With all of them shaking their heads or giving you a long order and some cash, Kenma rises to his feet in order to join you before you take your leave. You slide past other people watching the game and walk up the stairs with Kenma trailing behind you.

The quieter hallways greet the two of you before you turn a corner, heading towards where you saw the vending machine on your way in.

- ☹︎ -

You and your friend stand in silence, the only sound audible being the distant chatter of others and the sound of your drinks and food falling to the opening of the machine.

Just as you were leaning down to pick up the items, you frown deeply upon seeing someone approaching you from the corner of your eyes.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the Empress?" A male voice sneers, stopping a few meters away from you.

Out of instinct, Kenma moves behind you as you stand up straight. Your unamused eyes glare down at the black-haired male smirking at you.

"Hanamiya. What did I do to have the honour of being in your presence?" You sarcastically reply, tilting your head down a bit to stare at him through your bangs.

"No need to be so hostile!" He laughs while raising his hands as if surrendering. Even though his tone and face hinted he was laid back and genuine, you could see straight through him.

The cocky and greedy glint in his dark irises had never shone so bright while his lips twitch into his signature smirk.

"I just came to check up on you. It's been a while. I was getting worried you had died or something." He snickers, placing his hands on his hips while raising an ugly eyebrow.

You sigh, bending down to collect the items you had bought before standing up and hugging them to your chest.

"I feel honoured that you're worrying about sweet little me." You return the attitude, placing a hand on your chest with a fake closed eye smile.

Hanamiya felt his eye twitch at how well you matched his energy, practically smacking an uno reverse card on his face.

"But..." You begin, your face dropping into a neutral expression. The male felt a chill sprint up his spine upon meeting your cold and tired eyes.

"You should be worrying about yourself, Hanamiya." You finish your sentence in a hushed sentence, lips curling into a small grin. Hanamiya's smile falls flat and his eyes burn with irritation, his upper lip twitching upwards.

"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" He grumbles, arching an eyebrow as if challenging you. You smirk at this, realising you were in control of the conversation.

"Oh, nothing." You chuckle in a cheerful voice, moving to walk past the shorter male. Kenma scurries behind you, making sure to stand on the other side of you from Hanamiya while trying to hide himself.

"Just... choose your next moves wisely." You whisper in a low tone as you strut past the black-haired male who grits his teeth.

"If I see you doing too much damage, I'll return it straight back to you. But, ten times worse." You threaten.

Hanamiya raises his head with slightly wide eyes. He turns his head around to watch your back as you walk away from him, your undercut greeting him.

"Pfft! Is that a threat, ( L/n )-chan?" Hanamiya sneers, arrogance soaking his words as he holds his hips.

You pause, standing in the silently waiting hallway. Turning your head, you raise your chin and glare at him from over your shoulder.

"Of course not." You flash him a fake smile, causing Kenma to raise an eyebrow.

That was when they both witness your expression drop and your eyebrows rise and eyes widen, lips turning downwards.

"It's a promise."

- ☹︎ -

Cheers and merry chatter circles around you and your friends as you stand outside the gymnasium.

The game had just finished, ending in Seirin's victory.

Your smile wouldn't leave your face as the cool air pricks your skin through your thick clothing. A breeze washes over you and your friends, causing some of them to shiver before they continue to plan what you would all do tonight.

"( Y/n )!" A female voice calls out to you, catching your attention. Turning your head away from your friends and towards the voice, your face lights up upon seeing Riko and the rest of Seirin walking out of the gym.

"Hey, guys! Good job out there." You grin as you approach them, gracing them with a thumbs up. You raise your hand to give Kuroko a high five which he gladly gives you with no enthusiasm.

"Teppei!" You cheer upon seeing the tall boy at the back of the group. The brown-haired giant beams brightly when he sees you.

"( Y/n )!" He cheers excitedly. Walking around the group of males, he reaches out to you and pulls you into a warm embrace.

"How've you been? It feels like it's been forever since I've last seen you. You're almost the same height as me." Teppei exclaims with his usual cheerful smile. You couldn't help but smile and nod back.

"I've been good. How's the leg doing?" You ask him, pointing at his injured limb. He just smiles with his eyes closed and gives you a thumbs up.

"Where's Uncle ( D/n )?" Riko asks, turning her head around as she searches for the male.

"Oh, our dads took the boys for a boys day out." You tell her with a careless shrug.

"The audacity to not watch us get our revenge." The girl scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest with a pout. You just laugh and shake your head, a grin permanently stuck to your face.

"Is Serinuma-kun here too?" Kuroko asks, only for you to shake your head.

"He watched Shin-chan's game and then went home to sleep." You tell him, earning a hum before your gaze turns to Kagami.

"So, who are you guys going against next?" You ask no one in particular. When you see their expressions turn grim, you raise an eyebrow.

"Touo." Hyuga answers you with an anxious frown. Your eyes widen and you slap your forehead.

"Of course. I'm an idiot." You groan before turning to Kuroko who wore a neutral expression.

"How you feeling about going against them?" You ask the blue-haired boy. He turns his head to blink up at you. Slowly but surely, his blue eyes filled with determination.

"I'm excited. A little nervous... but, I think we'll be fine." He tells you, allowing you to grin and nod your head before turning to Kagami. The red-haired male watches you raise an eyebrow as if asking him the same question.

"Huh? I'm excited! We're gonna win this." Kagami smirks at you. You grin back, satisfied with his answer.

"You're so much like Dai-chan. I fight the urge to hit you over the head with a really thick book." You blurt out. You watch the boys around you sweatdrop and blink at you with wide eyes.

I did not just say that... You mumble in your head while watching Kagami stiffen up and shuffle away from you.

In the background Teppei laughs, finding amusement in the humour that he had missed so much while Mitobe makes a "😬" face and Koganei slaps his forehead.

"Is the book thicker than Hyuga though?" Izuki asks with a sus grin. All of you snap your heads in his direction while he raises his hands and squeezes the air like he was squishing someone's ass.

"I'll kill you!" Hyuga shouts, hitting the boy over the head with his hand.

"Izuki! Your mouth is moving a lot like a rat. YAPPA! YAPPA! YAPPA! Shut it, please!" Koganei says while moving his hand as if mimicking someone talking.

"That's what Mitobe said." The cat mouthed boy says with a smile, pointing at his black-haired friend who stares at him with an open mouth, obviously feeling the betrayal.

You and the rest of the first years watch the second years yelling at each other (well, Koganei yelled for Mitobe too and Teppei just laughed loudly, earning a slap on the arm). While the first years (side characters) watch with concerned and awkward expressions, you just grin and Kagami and Kurooo sigh.

"Oh well! I've created chaos and now it's my time to leave." You grin while brushing the invisible dirt off your pants and top.

You turn to pat Kuroko and Kagami's head, and even though Kagami hit your hand away, you hit his back harder, causing him to grumble and hold his stinging hand. He continues to grumble as you ruffle his hair before you back away.

"Bye bye!" You say to the group of bickering males, waving at them with a sweet smile. They all jolt and turn to watch you wave at them from over your shoulder as you walk away.

"Oi! Where are you going?" Riko asks, holding a grimacing Hyuga and Teppei by their ears.

"I'm staying the night with these guys." You say, using your thumb to point at your friends who were still talking from over your shoulder.

"What?! You can't leave me with the boys!" Riko whines, her brown eyebrows knitting together.

"Watch me!" You cackle, sticking your tongue at her and spinning on your heels.

"See ya'll tomorrow!" You cheer, waving at them from over your shoulder again as you begin walking away with your friends.

Taking Akaashi's hand into your own, you ignore your cousin's loud complaints coming from behind you.

"TRAAAAAIIIIITOOOOOR!"

"Shut up, EREN JAEGAR!"

"YAPPA! YAPPA! YAPPA! SHUT IT, IZUKI!"

"You betraaayed meeee! OUCH!"

"That's what Mitobe sa-OWOWOWOW! OKAY, I'M SORRY!"

"... why are you all so mean?"



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