-and the Big Question on everyone's mind: is yachi secretly Shia LaBeouf?
a/n: PLEASE watch the video, it's great.
.tanaka.
it was thursday afternoon, right around three end of practice, and i felt sick to my stomach.
no matter what i thought of, i couldn't seem to come up with the perfect way to ask ennoshita out!
i was just so... uninspired!
"noyaaa, how did you ask out asahi?" i asked, trudging over to him.
"um..."
"and don't say he asked you out because i don't really believe he's confident enough for that."
"wait a minute, i need to ask suga something."
"ooh, i'll go with you. maybe i can ask how he and daichi got together."
"yeah, i guess."
we walked over to where suga and daichi were standing to the side of the court discussing something.
"suga-san!" noya yelled.
he flinched and looked over.
"what's up, nishinoya?"
"do you know why asahi isn't here today?"
"oh, that. yeah, he's sick today, texted the group chat, said he was puking his guts up half the night."
noya made a face.
"oh, yikes. that's gross, i hope he gets better soon."
"yeah, me too," he said with a laugh.
i saw daichi looking at him in adoration, and remembered through my disgust that i had a question to ask.
although i guess that would be put off for a moment longer, because suddenly noya was talking again.
"oh, yeah! daichi, did you and asahi make up yet or are things still weird?"
daichi looked at noya, seeming a little surprised.
"yeah, we're all good, but how did you know we... had a disagreement?"
he shrugged.
"he told me."
"figures."
i saw my opening, so i started shouting before i could get interrupted again.
"daichi-san! suga-san! i have a question for you two!"
"what is it, tanaka?" daichi asked, turning to me.
"how did you guys get together?"
daichi laughed loudly.
"how did we get together? well..."
"noo! i don't think we need to tell this story!" suga exclaimed, his face turning bright red.
i raised an eyebrow.
"oh? did you do something embarrassing?"
before suga could stop him, daichi rushed out his response.
"it was summer break and we went to the park to ride bikes, and i got on mine and suga said, 'god, i wish that was me,' and i said, 'what?' and he said, 'what?' and then i shouted at him that he was really pretty and i thought i might be in love with him."
suga had sunk down to the floor at this point, covering his face with both hands, but i could still see that his ears and neck were impossibly red.
noya and i had burst into laughter as well.
"suga actually said that?! i can't imagine!" noya remarked. "actually, hmm... maybe i can, he can be quite chaotic sometimes."
"okay, but can you blame me?" suga asked, getting up from the floor. "like, goddamn, i'm always a slut for those thighs."
i snorted and i feel like if daichi were drinking water, this would be the point where he spit it everywhere.
"there are children here!"
"so? i'm sure they know enough at this point that i can say that in front of them."
daichi rolled his eyes.
"yeah, i guess. and i can't deny the fact that i'm always ready to simp for you."
"i think i kind of regret asking," i commented.
"oh yeah, why did you ask?" daichi asked.
"uh, well that's-"
"he has a crush!" noya exclaimed.
"oh! are you finally gonna shoot your shot with kiyoko?" suga asked.
noya chimed in again.
"nope! his crush is-"
i slapped my hand over his mouth.
"hey! they don't need to know that now, i'll tell them when i want to."
"whoops, sorry," noya said, although it was muffled by my hand, so it sounded more like, "ooh, far-ee."
i rolled my eyes and removed my hand from over his mouth, wiping it on my shorts.
"i think asahi was like 75% of your impulse control, i feel like you talk too much a lot more recently."
"what?! that's crazy, he's not... wait... okay, never mind, i think you're right."
"oh no, did you do something you shouldn't have?" i asked.
"not yet. but lowkey, i've been thinking about getting my nipples pierced."
"what?!" i exclaimed at the same time suga said, "absolutely not!" and daichi said, "you will do no such thing!"
he chuckled.
"alright, fine, i won't. unless i already have?"
i grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up.
"you liar, you haven't."
"whoa! dude, what the fuck?"
he pulled his shirt back down.
i shrugged.
"don't say stuff like that if you don't want me checking for myself."
he rolled his eyes.
"okay, thanks, daichi and suga, this has been... an enlightening chat? anyway, gotta go now, love you, bye!"
"bye, guys!"
then noya dragged me back to the other second years.
as we approached, they looked up at us.
"oh, boy. noya looks kinda pissed, what did you do, tanaka?" kinoshita asked.
"why do you assume i did something?!"
"he's literally dragging you by your collar," narita pointed out.
"okay, fine, maybe i did something. but he was practically begging me to look at his nipples!"
this time, ennoshita was drinking water and did spit it everywhere.
"what?!" they all exclaimed in unison.
"i was talking about piercing my nipples!" noya exclaimed proudly, seeming to forget his annoyance for a minute.
ennoshita wiped his mouth.
"that's a terrible idea. first of all, that's one of the most painful piercings to get, and second, what if it got infected or something?"
"how would you know it's so painful?" noya asked.
chikara raised and eyebrow and reached for the hem of his shirt.
i spluttered quietly a tiny bit and started blushing, but he laughed and took his hands away.
"i'm kidding, i would never do that. i've just done research."
"why would you do research if you're never going to do it?" narita asked.
"let's just say sometimes i can't sleep and i get bored."
narita shrugged.
"that's valid."
"um, of course it's valid, i'm a bad bitch. i can't do anything that's not valid."
i laughed a little, and fucking snorted.
everyone looked at me, and i slapped a hand over my mouth, feeling my face heat up. god, that was embarrassing.
chikara started laughing, and soon everyone else was laughing too.
"fuck you guys, it wasn't that funny!"
"i mean, it kind of was-"
"ugh, whatever, i'm going to hang out with the managers again, they're nicer than you guys."
as i turned to leave, i saw out of the corner of my eye that ennoshita had stopped laughing quite as much.
was he jealous?
no, i might've been making things up. i probably just killed the good mood.
i mean, i kind of wanted him to be jealous if it meant he liked me...
no! i don't want to think about that so much right now.
"i need more lesbian wisdom," i complained, sitting in front of yachi and kiyoko.
"what this time?" kiyoko asked.
"so i finally figured out these stupid feelings, and i guess i have a crush on him or whatever, so now i just have to figure out how to ask him out."
"why not just Do It? it doesn't have to be a big deal," yachi suggested.
"'why don't you just do it?'" i mocked slightly. "ugh, it's not that easy, yacchan."
"why not?"
i raised an eyebrow.
"would you be able to 'just do it?'"
she turned red.
"probably not," she admitted.
"do you like someone, hitoka-chan?" kiyoko asked.
i couldn't tell if she was surprised or disappointed or neutral or what.
yachi squeaked.
"oh! i was just speaking hypothetically," i rushed out.
"i see," she said.
"no! he wasn't speaking hypothetically. i... really like you, kiyoko-san, and i know you probably wouldn't like me back or want to date a first year, especially me, because-"
"i like you too, hitoka, and i would like nothing better than to date you," she said with a smile.
my jaw had dropped.
am i witnessing the start of something gay and beautiful?
yachi turned back to me and stuck out her tongue.
"see? guess it's not that hard after all."
"yacchan, you're shaking."
"oh, am i?" she laughed. "i'm not surprised, that was literally terrifying."
"am i that scary?" kiyoko teased.
"a little bit yeah."
"whaaat?!"
"i mean, you're not scary, but it's scary because i think you're so out of my league and you still wanted to date me."
"of course i want to! ever since i first met you, i've felt this special connection..."
i almost felt like i shouldn't be intruding on this moment.
"alright, thanks for the advice, guys," i interrupted. "i think i'm gonna go try it out."
i walked back over to the second years, trying not to panic at what i was about to do.
"aha, crawling back here, huh?" noya inquired.
i ignored him.
"chikara, can i talk to you outside for a sec?" i asked.
he looked a bit surprised, but replied, "sure."
noya raised his eyebrows.
"ooh, get it, ryū," he mumbled.
"shut the fuck up," i hissed back.
"so... what did you want to talk about?" he asked once the gym door had closed behind us.
well, here goes nothing. the make or break. the big one. the grand fuckening. the-
wait, i need to stop stalling and just talk.
"well... it was recently brought to my attention that i may not be as straight as i thought i was, and also that i have feelings for you. i checked with myself to confirm these things, and it seems like it's true. i was also informed that you have feelings for me, so i thought i'd check with you to confirm this as well."
i wasn't really informed of the last bit, but i was trying to sound more confident than i was.
his eyes were wide and there was a huge blush on his face.
the seconds ticked by, and he didn't say anything.
oh god, did i just ruin everything?