Caring You

Caring you

─ Yandere!bonten x motherly!reader (Platonic)

─ Summary: these men are just trying to take care of you so you're just theirs

─ Warnings: stalking, toxic behaviors, obsession, yandere stuff

Part one

@simpingfor-wakasa, @luno-614 did you want the second part? here it is!! 🫂

You sighed leaving the shopping bags at the entrance of your house, turning on the lights in the living room while you carried the bags back to the kitchen, only before you could even take a step you screamed when you saw Mikey sitting on your sofa eating a cookie quietly.

"Holy fu-, do you want me to have a heart attack one of these days?"

You had not seen his figure before so it was normal for you to be scared, although in recent weeks you had had these intruders breaking into your house, you did not recriminate them for breaking into your home because they practically "spared" your life that day in which they kidnapped you, yet the Bonten leader kept insisting that you should stay with them in their headquarters because the city was full of predators who could take advantage of the likes of you.

"You know that you still have time to come with us."

You had denied his offer by active and passive but nothing seemed to make Mikey reason, he didn't want to resort to kidnapping because he had already experienced that look from you once when you found him binging on the cookies you had made for everyone, of course he didn't want to share them, he snuck into your house at night so that they would only be his. Receiving that look of disapproval and disappointment made his heart sink, as if he were a kicked and scolded cat.

They had discovered that threats ─even if they were empty─ were useless against you, you had lived long enough for that kind of thing to affect you and you already had some loved ones waiting in the other world, besides, no matter how sadistic Sanzu was, he flatly refused that none of the other executives could even think of raising their hand to you or thinking of torture to make you bow down to them.

So Kakucho was the one who discovered that the best thing they could do to 'protect' you was blackmail, well, he thought it would work out considering that you didn't deny helping them whenever they came to your house looking for comfort or help, but you weren't an idiot. They were men old enough to take care of themselves, besides being criminals.

“Mikey, really, I don't know why I'm not six meters underground yet, I appreciate that, but I like my ordinary life."

Of course, Kokonoi offered you countless kinds of luxuries to try to take you into a comfortable life with them, which you refused just the same. Mikey got up walking towards the kitchen where you were placing the purchase, an action that was completely interrupted when the man hugged you, letting his face rest against your back.

"It's not fair… why can't you accept it? we just want you to be safe, I- I need you by my side, I want you to pay attention to me!"

And there he is… you didn't know Mikey's personality when he acted like a leader everyone feared, but next to you he was like a spoiled attention-seeking kid who throws a tantrum if he doesn't get what he wants. You turned so that his head rested on your chest, tightening your embrace a little and rubbing his back in circles, you had to push the atrocities these men engaged in very deep, but there was not much you could do about it either, it's not like if you could change their lives of crime, so as in all your life, swallow and follow the course of things, if these guys wanted your attention you were not going to deny it as long as they cut you out of their business and behave moderately around you.

"You don't need me seven days a week, twenty-four hours a day by your side, plus you always invade my apartment when you want."

He didn't respond to your words, he only clung to you more, almost squeezing you to get every last drop of your affection, Mikey knew he couldn't with your will to continue with your daily routine, but if that was going to continue like this the least he could do was spend as much time as possible with you.

Although as much as it bothers him, he is the leader and he has things to attend to, so he lets you have time with the others, much to his displeasure of course, he doesn't like to share very much, but he knows that you will scold him if he doesn't let the others have their time with you. Takeomi was in charge of making a schedule, taking into account your work hours and even leaving you one day off so that you had privacy and peace, although on those days off Rindou or Sanzu would surely escape to see you even though they weren't allowed to.

Kakucho would always accompany you when you had to cook, before you only had to make food for yourself, and now you find eight grown men clamoring for your homemade food, you appreciated the boy's help and he was more than happy to hear your praise about how well he cook, oh boy, Kaku's chest swells with joy every time you taste his food and you smile at him like a proud mother who has taught her son a new recipe that he has mastered perfectly. Although he doesn't show it as openly as the others, he yearns for your hugs in silence.

Kokonoi always accompanied you when shopping, this man will not let you spend a penny of your money while he is there, he makes sure that you don't lack for anything, although he is a bit annoyed that you refuse to buy stupidly expensive clothes, they just want to spoil you for everything you do for them, even if you don't even realize that your simple actions drive them crazy.

Mochi is undoubtedly the one that stalks you the most, he has to make sure that no creep gets too close, if this happens he will be calling Ran to find out information about that person and they will immediately contact Sanzu to eliminate them. After all you only need them and other people are harmful to you, of course they will still let you keep your close friends and family because they make you happy, and they wouldn't do anything wrong with you, unless they do, when someone close to you does something to you that they don't like, they will comfort you after that person died mysteriously or in an 'accident'.

Which happened… it had to happen, it was a friend you made relatively recently, just a few months before Sanzu collapsed at the door of your house that dawning. You felt comfortable with him and you got closer quite quickly, although you usually used to communicate more by messages than face to face, you always made time to go out one day, the Bonten men controlled all the people you interacted with, even if they were a simple supermarket clerk, if their tone were apathetic with you, they wouldn't last much longer in this world.

Just as they knew everyone you talked to, they knew about this man and they didn't like him one bit, they looked up information about him and Rindou found out that he was a filthy gambler who spent a few nights in brothels, had some history of violence and minimal arrests, it was enough. But the worst thing was the way he looked at you, Takeomi described it when he was following you secretly, his eyes looked at you with disgusting love when you only saw him as a good friend, that thing shouldn't even deserve a second of your time. Mikey asked you about him one day ─because he's a 'curious' boy and wanted to know things directly from you─ and they found out that this disgusting guy simply lied to you about his job and hobbies, although you already found out on your own and complained to him, he promised that he was trying to fix and run his life again, you accepted it by deciding to keep the friendship.

And the guy really started to straighten his life out a bit, but still… that look he gave you kept bugging your boys, plus if you got a partner your attention would get harder and harder to get and they weren't passing by. Even though you weren't interested in having a partner, it didn't convince them, that guy was going to make you feel uncomfortable because he planned to declare himself and you didn't feel the same, it was the breaking point and the end for him.

Today was your friend's funeral, not much in the mood to stay there any longer, you gave your condolences to the family and went home with tears running from your eyes, maybe he wasn't the best person but you still considered him a friend. When you got home, what you least expected was to see those eight men waiting impatiently for you, they knew it, they knew that you were a little more vulnerable now and they wanted to take advantage of that.

"Why is everyone here? Something has happened? I'm not going to launder money or hide weapons here if you want any of those favors."

You wiped your tears leaving your jacket on the coat rack, the first to approach you was Mikey, murmuring your name as he dragged you to the sofa.

"We just had a bad feeling, are you okay?"

"Oh…"

They acted worried even though it hurt to see your tears, a little upset because they were tears for that scum, but now they wanted to focus on making you feel better in their arms. Mikey self-proclaimed your lap as his seat, passing his arms around your shoulders, resting his head on your chest to listen to the sound of your heart, the rhythm of your pulsations was too relaxing and addictive for him. Ran and Rin were on either side of you, clinging to your arms, Sanzu and Kokonoi sat on the ground, leaning their foreheads against your knees, hugging your legs while Kakucho stood up comfortingly stroking your head. Mochi and Takeomi looked askance as they all clung to you without giving them space to do so as well.

Takeomi was not one to go against his leader's orders, however, he would take it upon himself to limit Mikey's time with you just by taking up so much of your time.

"Okay guys, I don't feel half of my body."

You asked to be released because you began to stop feeling your arms, which had fallen asleep due to the iron grip of the Haitani, reluctantly everyone released you or gave you your necessary space.

"Are you feeling better?"

Kakucho asked without stopping massaging your scalp, you let out a shaky breath, you had already had your fill of crying all morning and you had barely eaten anything, you nodded closing your eyes, feeling tired from all the emotions released today.

"Yes, thank you very much guys, I love you."

You muttered without taking into account the weight of those words on the criminals, they all froze, planning to crush you in a desperate embrace right then and there if the rumbling of your stomach didn't stop them. Your cheeks began to take on a slight pinkish tint, cause of embarrassment, they were usually the ones who came to you to be fed, their guts rumbling, but not you.

"So I guess we're ordering food?"

Koko already had his phone ready to call the most expensive restaurant in the city, you knew what he was planning to do so you got up and gently took the phone from him, denying it.

"No, I can do something quick."

"Okay, we can do something quick."

You smiled sweetly at Kakucho for offering to help, receiving death glares at his cunning, Mikey immediately jumped up grabbing onto your leg, pouting like a complete child.

"I can help too."

"Mikey… I would like you to help too, but last time you burned my pan."

pervert! manjiro is your best friend, you‘ve been friends for over 5 years now.

pervert! manjiro who thinks you‘re adorable, he loves the way you‘re so innocent, it makes him gets so turned on :( the way you‘ve never touched yourself because you‘re scared & don‘t how :((

pervert! manjiro who steals your panties every time he comes over, & you would be so clueless about it, everytime he sees you distracted he would sneakily slip away & go to your bedroom, he would search for your already used panties in your laundry & he would pick them up & shove them in his pocket.

pervert! manjiro who's a pervert & doesn‘t even try to slightly hide it, he‘d grope & play with your boobs all the time & you being so dumb & innocent you think that it's okay for him to do that! manjiro also reassures you about it & says that it's okay! :)

pervert! manjiro who would cuddle you & have his face between your breasts, basically drooling on them.

you felt his hard dick brush against you, causing you to let out a gasp, mikey‘s breathe hitched once he felt his dick brush against your clothed cunt, "y/n...c-can you help me...?" mikey asked in the softest tone you‘ve ever heard him talk in.

mikey tucked down his pants along with his boxers, his hard cock sprung out which made you let out a gasp, "look y/n... it hurts" & you would believe him, it does look like it's in a lot of pain after all. his red tip, & his veins that run alongside his dick. you suddenly brushed your hands on the tip making mikey let out a whimper.

pervert! manjiro who would have you jerk him off, your small hands wrapped around his length, your strokes were slow, scared that you might hurt him :((

at the end mikey would be cumming all over your hands, sticky & hot substances covering your hands. while Mikey was trying to calm down after his orgasm, your curiosity got the best of you & you decided to taste his semen, you quickly licked your finger that had a little of mikey‘s semen on them.

pervert! manjiro who caught you doing that & his cock got hard again, without mentioning that he saw you tasting his cum he just pulled you into an unexpected kiss, "y/n...it‘s not enough, your pussy needs to help too" he whispered in between the kiss.

mikey‘s fingers brushed against your cunt, "can i put it in?" & You nodded, you don't mind giving your first time to manjiro! he is the sweetest after all, he‘ll also probably take good care of you! :))

Care and comfort

─ Yandere!bonten x motherly!reader (platonic)

─ Summary: you were just trying to help someone and you ended up being the obsession of a criminal organization

─ Warnings: obsession, stalking, toxic behaviors, kidnapping, slight mention of drugs and stuff related

*(It might have a second part, I'm not sure yet- 🤔)

You turned on the light in your kitchen, almost tripping over one of the stools because your eyes were still half closed, you had fallen asleep correcting the last report that the newspaper where you worked had sent you. You had noticed that you hadn't even had dinner before, so you made a quick meal before heading back to work, but before you could touch your laptop you heard a crash at the front door, as if someone had collapsed and slammed against it.

It's not that you lived in one of the worst areas of the city, but it was strange that something happened in the wee hours of the morning, you walked slowly, opening the door, or trying to, because the body of a man was blocking the entrance, a few minutes of struggle was enough for the unconscious body to fall to the other side, leaving you to open the door completely and contemplate the man.

He had one of those mullets that were fashionable among young people, several earrings, some scars on his mouth and stains of what appeared to be vomit and blood, okay, you did not want to interfere with anyone who seemed to be a drug addict, but on second thought, it was better to help the man than to have to give statements to the police as to why there was a dead body at your door.

You dragged him home and laid him on the couch, laying him on his side so he wouldn't choke on his own vomit if he ever did, though after further scanning you decided he needed a good shower. You did not feel self-conscious in doing this job, you are of an age and you have worked in many things, among them you had a position taking care of the elderly, all kinds of care being more specific, so no, you did not feel uncomfortable having to wash this man.

You changed his clothes and put his striped suit in the wash, leaving him back on the sofa, you continued with your work, reading and quickly correcting the errors you found, the night passed quite quickly and you fell asleep once you were completely done your work, sending it to the head of the newspaper.

The next morning you woke up with a gun pointed at your temple and that man's pretty eyes staring back at you, good way to start the day indeed.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Are you young people these days so ungrateful? It was you who passed out on the doorstep of my house at two in the morning."

He lowered the gun, seeming to remember some parts of his night, he sat still a little bewildered and with his head elsewhere because of the drugs taken yesterday, he looked at you in silence now noticing his change of clothes as well as the smell of his hair, it was not the smell of his usual shampoo.

"Did you…?"

"Yes, oh, don't be ashamed, it's been a long time since I stopped being interested in that kind of thing, at a certain age the only thing one looks for is economic stability and peace of mind, are you going to stay for lunch?"

He blinked contemplating your calm form, he didn't know if he was still under the pressure of narcotics, but he didn't reject your proposal, Sanzu was anything but embarrassing, however he felt like a little boy next to you being cared for by the mother he never had.

For your part, he was not the first brat you helped, you had married friends, with grown children or adolescents who did not stop getting into small problems, you acted like the aunt who drinks wine and criticizes everyone at family gatherings, for your attitude, they found it easier to access you when they had problems they didn't want your friends ─their moms─ to know about, you always had their backs unless it was something that was detrimental to their health, then you wouldn't hesitate to call your friends to give their children a lecture, even as adults.

That same attitude was the one that made Sanzu visit you more often than he would like to admit, although most of the times he left scolded for coming home drunk or drugged, you never closed the door on him, how could you? You weren't heartless enough to leave him lying in the street when he came desperately asking for help with some of his hallucinations.

Your kindness led him to an obsession towards you, you were like his little lifeboat, his conscious part about all the madness in which he was involved, he began to watch you from afar, observing your interactions with strangers and friends, it bothered him, it bothered him that you were just as kind to others as you were to him, he wanted all your attention just for him. He was also worried about you, he had seen the worst part of the rotten world in which he lived, someone with a soft heart like you could not survive against the predators of this society.

Of course, Bonten executives were not stupid, usually most of them lived in the headquarters, they had private properties where they spent a few days or weeks, but most of the time they were in that headquarter, especially Sanzu, that's why they started to noticing his absence more and more, it's not like he had to explain himself to anyone ─except if Mikey asked him to─ but his behavior was strange, didn't he arrive drugged? It seemed like a bad joke, clothes without a bloodstain? he was definitely doing something outside their radar.

Not that the others cared much, but the Haitani brothers were a bit nosy, like gossips who want to know why their partner seems happier when he comes back in the morning after a night of 'fun'. They discussed it a couple of times with the others when Sanzu wasn't around, and they all agreed that his behavior was unusual, so they began to investigate what he did in his leisure.

This led to an ordinary person like you being watched by two executives of the largest criminal organization in the country. At first they thought that you were a whore with whom he had fallen in love, but investigating more about you, they discovered that you were a lady with an established daily life, there was nothing about you that stood out and yet you seemed so interesting.

"Sanzu please, I need to finish correcting this report, I promise you that later you can have all the hugs you want."

"No."

He tightened his grip on your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck, you were trying to do your job but Sanzu found your hugs too comforting after you once found him crying ─from being drugged─, killing people leaves obstacles in any person and as much as he loved it, certain deaths of innocent people always ended up flying over his thoughts like ghosts that tormented him from time to time.

The sound of the doorbell made you stop typing, moving the man slightly away to go to open, you were not expecting a visitor which was strange to you, Sanzu felt a chill when you opened the door, meeting the eyes of the youngest of the Haitani directly, he got up quickly without even letting you ask what those guys wanted, he pulled you back before Ran could drag you with him.

"What the fuck are you two doing here?"

"Make sure you don't have too much fun, are you so in love that you forget the meetings?"

They started a little discussion while you looked blankly, you and Rindou looked at each other in silence while the other two talked, you greeted with a brief nod, thinking they were Sanzu's coworkers.

Luckily just when the discussion was getting more heated, a 'ding' coming from the oven threw everyone off concentration, taking advantage of this you got out of the man's strong grip, walking towards the kitchen to see that the cookies you had been working on before were ready.

"There are plenty of cookies for everyone, Sanzu you can invite your friends."

"They are not my friends!"

"That's very kind of you, we'd love to meet our friend's friend."

So you ended up having lunch with the three men in an awkward silence between them, due to the tension of which you preferred not to take into account, Ran and Rindou were quite nice and understood that you were not a love interest, nor did you want it, nor did you seek it. Alarm bells of boys without a mother figure going off again, of course you caught their interest more than before, they knew your background but not your personality, and they ended up falling into that obsession towards you, as if there was something that made them gravitate towards you, was it because of your simplicity? for your kind words? They didn't know it, but they were jealous that Sanzu could snuggle up against you and they would have to keep more of their distance.

Now you had three of Bonten's executives constantly visiting your house, whether it was asking you for small favors or advice on nonsense to asking you to make them cookies or food in general, they just desperately wanted your attention, like babies crying out for their mother.

This cycle of obsession only made the others begin to suspect that they were up to something, whether it was harmful to Bonten or not, Takeomi was the first to notice, Kokonoi the same, he noticed how the brothers spent a certain amount of money, which they didn't used to do that often, followed by Kakucho, Mochizuki and lastly Mikey.

So it led you to be kidnapped by Mochi after doing enough research on you, because they didn't take much notice of it at first when the brothers first noticed. You were tied hand and foot, a blindfold was removed after consciousness returned to you, you found yourself face to face with a man with immense dark circles and eyes full of lifeless, on his right side another man with a large scar on his face, on his left side another man with a small scar on his left eye.

You felt something cold touching your temple, again you had a gun pointed at you, held by the same boy who had kidnapped you, you turned your head also noticing another man with long white hair.

"Who are you and why do you have my executives after you?"

"Executives…?" you looked at everyone carefully, connecting the dots when you saw their tattoos "Oh- so that's why they never wanted to tell me what they worked for… are you some kind of organization? Like arms smuggling, money laundering or something?"

You took the situation calmly, that your life was hanging by a thread right now was not one of your biggest concerns, you had lived a full and happy life up to now, you had no regrets, you were mature enough to understand the point at which you were, the more the years go by, the less afraid you are of the things that used to terrify you when you were young.

"GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY MOTHER!"

Everyone was surprised to see how Sanzu entered kicking Mochizuki so that the weapon flew out of his hands, away from you, the Haitani brothers followed closely untying you quickly while all those men had a discussion of looks, the dense silence was broken by your giggle, you were trying to control yourself as much as you could but it was impossible.

"My God, Sanzu, you just called me mom!?"

The boy's face was completely dyed in pink tones, all the attention was now focused on you while you let out a laugh at the slip that your child had, something made the hearts of others clench in pain when they heard your laugh, no matter how bad it sounded, whether it was asthmatic, uproarious, or silent laughter, it was like real music to the ears of all the executives at Bonten, including the leader. As if you had flipped a switch in the mind of their rotten minds, they now had a new interest in you, as if you had further triggered an obsession you were unaware of with the first three you met.

They began to understand why those three felt attracted to you, it was as if your mere presence was intoxicating for them, as if just listening to you or looking at you calmed their broken hearts, many alarms from boys without a mother figure, of course that was a triggering reason, all these men longed for that kind of love that they could hardly experience.

Now you had the criminal organization after you, not in a bad way, more like a bunch of men acting childishly because of your limited attention. One thing they were clear about without the need to speak, you were not going to leave their sight for a single moment from now on.

series masterlist!

to keep things organized, i’m making a list of all the prompts i have that include more than one part :)

here they are!

telling their s/o they’re being too clingy

part 1: atsumu, sakusa, and oikawa!

part 2: kenma, osamu, and suna!

part 3: tsukishima, ushijima, and iwaizumi!

part 4: akaashi, kita, and bokuto!

reacting to their s/o wearing another guy’s jacket

part 1: sakusa, ushijima, and osamu!

part 2: kita, atsumu, and akaashi!

part 3: tsukishima, kuroo, and bokuto!

forgetting their s/o’s birthday

part 1: suga, matsukawa, and sakusa!

part 2: atsumu, suna, and ushijima!

part 3: iwaizumi, osamu, and oikawa!

part 4: kita, akaashi, and tsukishima!

reacting to their s/o falling asleep on someone else

part 1: sakusa, atsumu, and osamu!

part 2: kenma, ushijima, and bokuto!

part 3: iwaizumi, oikawa, and tsukishima! - coming soon :)

invalidating their s/o’s hard work

part 1: osamu, sakusa, and iwaizumi!

part 2: kita, ushijima, and atsumu!

part 3: oikawa and suna!

“So the Red Falcons aren’t giving you any trouble, then?”

You shake your head with a polite smile. “No. They’re great.”

“No challenge at all?” the reporter persists.

“None.”

Their brow lifts. “Not even any awkwardness with Ojiro?”

“Why would there be any awkwardness?” you ask with a small tilt of your head.

They gesture vaguely with their pen. “Didn’t the two of you previously date?”

“Oh, that. We did.” You shrug indifferently. “It was a long time ago though, back in high school.”

“So no lingering affections or feelings?”

You weigh the question carefully. “Well…that’s an interesting question, isn’t it? Because I still remember what my sixteen year old self felt for sixteen year old Aran…but it also doesn’t mean the me I am now feels the same way about him. I still care about him, just in a different way.”

“What way is that?”

“Platonically,” you answer simply with an unbothered smile. “We were friends before we dated and we’ve been friends since.”

“And is it the same way for him?”

“Of course,” you laugh quietly, “though I can say we’ve gotten tired of being asked about it. We’ve gotten questions like this for our entire careers.“

The reporter chuckles a little salaciously. "Well, can you blame us? Previous highschool sweethearts who have not only remained friends in the same industry but work on the same team…” they trail off, leading you for an answer but you shrug again with a wave of your hand.

“Aran’s a great guy. If he was some lunatic like Miya Atsumu it would probably be unbearable but it’s easy to be Aran’s friend. To support him and cheer him on without any complications.”

The reporter nods, sifting their thoughts. “Speaking of Miya…”

“No, I don’t know who the MSBY manager is dating,” you reply sternly and the reporter smiles guiltily. You eye them skeptically. “Why’s it such a big deal? Why is any of this worth reporting on?”

The reporter shrugs this time. “Honestly? It’s interesting. All of this, all of you. These talented dedicated professionals and the people they choose to spend their lives with. The people who, just like you said, support and cheer them on.” They sigh, “I could give you a poetic answer but really it’s just interesting. And the JVA would rather control the story than have fans nosing around.”

You nod. “Makes sense.”

They scan their notes again. “Well, I don’t think I have any other questions for now.”

“Okay. If something else comes up just give me a call or–better yet, email it.” You smile. “We can always schedule a time to meet again if we need.”

They return your smile and part ways with a small wave, walking out into the dark nearly-empty parking lot at the end of the day. You replay the interview in your mind walking back to your office on autopilot.

You don’t notice him until you practically trip over him. 

“Aran,” you gasp, startled, and put a hand on your chest. “What are you doing here?”

He’s leaning against the wall, arms crossed as he stares at the floor lost in thought, and you see unexpected feelings in his expression.

When he doesn’t answer your question you start to worry. “Are you okay?”

“I don’t know,” he answers in a low, tight voice.

You glance over your shoulder quickly assessing possible problems. It takes a long moment of tense silence before you ask “was it the interview? Did you hear it? Did I say something wrong?” You race through everything again in your mind, panic starting to fray your thoughts. “Aran, I’m so sorry. If I said something wrong or out of context please tell me so I can get in touch with the reporter and fix it–”

“You didn’t say anything wrong,” he cuts you off but still doesn’t look up. His features are set so stiff it’s hard to believe him.

“…Then what is it?” you quietly ask. The silence is killing you but you force yourself to be patient. A man in-tune with his emotions and the confidence to speak them freely, he usually doesn’t struggle this much.

“It’s…You said…” He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “It’s not the same for me.”

“What?” you ask automatically and then it his you like a brick of ice:

“And is it the same way for him?”

“Of course”

“It’s…not?” you ask in a disbelieving whisper.

“No.” His voice his strangled and he can’t bring himself to say anymore.

The situation shifts and you look back across the years of your changing relationship with Aran, the relationship that you thought was functional and healthy and good and suddenly see it through his disgruntled perspective.

“Oh…” You can barely speak. Tears prick your vision and you struggle not to cry as reality crashes around you. “I’m…uh…” you force your voice to steady, “I didn’t” –you have to clear your throat– “I didn’t realize you felt that way. I’m sorry I put words in your mouth, then.”

You don’t want to stay here any longer. Previously-thought-long-standing-friendship or not, you can’t stay here any longer because the dam is about to break.

You shift to step around him but he grabs your wrist with a firm but gentle pressure and whirls your back to the wall planting a hand against it to block your way.

“Damn it,” he curses still not looking at you despite your inability to look at anything but him. He grits his teeth and mutters “I’m sorry.”

You frown, momentarily forgetting your own distress and discomfort, and hoarsely ask “for what?”

“I told myself I wasn’t going to do this…That I wasn’t going to say anything and make it awkward…” he huffs, “…but I made it awkward anyway.”

“Say anything about what?” Your voice twists, starting to get impatient and frustrated.

“My feelings.” He exhales slowly and then finally, painstakingly, looks at you but it’s not the enmity you expected. “I don’t feel the same way as you. I haven’t…not for along time…Maybe I never stopped feeling this way about you…” His gaze bores into yours as he admits “I’ve loved you since before we dated and I never stopped loving you. I love you.

“I thought I was doing right by you, by both of us, when I said we should end things and I thought maybe the universe was trying to tell me I messed up when we ended up on the Falcons together but then you were always so kind, so respectful, so you that I didn’t want to mess things up, worried you might not feel the same way about me anymore and I hoped the feelings would just go away but they didn’t and they’ve just been building and festering and I wasn’t going to say anything at all, not wanting to jeopardize your chances at becoming manager for the national team.” He gasps, desperate for air, as his own eyes tear. “I’m sorry. I thought I could keep all this in…but at least I held it back until after the interview so as far as you knew you weren’t lying.”

His shoulders heave as he tries to catch his breath, the only sound in the still hallway. He’s so close. So warm. Still, after all these years, so good.

In the post-confession clarity he realizes how close he is and jerkily pulls his arm back to unblock your path.

“You…love me?” you ask, not moving though the way is clear.

He nods looking away again but you gently touch his jaw tracing your thumb across the soft hair on his chin. He hesitantly meets your eye, searching.

“That’s good,” you quietly, sheepishly, admit.

His eyes widen slightly in hope.

“Because I still love you.”

Shock blooms across his face for a moment before he swoops in.

With a hand around your waist and another up through your hair he scoops you up for a kiss pulling you in with all the pent up feelings he hasn’t been able to let out for such a long time.

You spend a feverish minute kissing until someone clears their throat; you both freeze

and slowly turn to the end of the hall.

The reporter stares at the floor looking properly abashed and gestures over their shoulder. “My um…My car died…And the security guard wasn’t at his uh…at his desk…”

You and Aran exchange a glance and a guilty smile.

Premise: Just like they promise, the guys texted as much as they could throughout the summer. They also helped you choose your new school, Nekoma High, encouraging you to make new friends so they could see you soon

Kenma x reader; Haikyu x reader [platonic!]

First Year -> Second Year

Since you were starting right away, you had to be a little earlier tomorrow so the principal could show you around the school. While taking some things out from boxes, you were talking to the boys, who facetime when they had a break from practice.

“So Chibi, how it’s Tokyo so far?” asks Atsumu

“I have been unpacking stuff all day, I don’t know yet”

“Do ya even know how to arrive to yer school?” questions you Osamu, half teasing and half worried.

“In theory, I just need to do it tomorrow; how hard can it be?”

“You’re going to get lost” says Suna confidently

“Google maps is a thing you know, besides I can’t be the only one from around here going to that school, I’m sure that I can find students and follow them to the school”

“That’s just creepy, Chibi”

“How do you think I arrived to Inarizaki on my first day? I followed the mass of students and got there just fine. I’m going to do the same now”

“Or, ya know, ya can ask someone to help ya” Atsumu says with a obvious tone

“Nope”

“Ya were the one who talk to other schools first when ya were our manager, how different is it? Adds Osamu

“I did it because I had to, y’all scare them before even playing. Anyways, is Kita-san nearby? I want to congratulate him for becoming the captain” They go to Kita so you could talk to them, congratulating him for finally getting a uniform. Slowly the rest of the team arrives, talking for a few minutes before they had to go back to practice

“Yn-chan we love talking to you, but we have to go back to practice, we will see you soon. Hope you have a good first day of school tomorrow” Kita says

“Bye Chibi-chan!”

“Let’s talk after practice!”

“Bye-bye guys, love you” you tell them before turning off the call.

After a few minutes of unpacking, you decided to lay on your bed for a few minutes. Suddenly you heard the doorbell ring, interrupting your resting time

“Agh who could it be?” you say to yourself. The only option should be one of your neighbors with a welcome gift, since you hadn’t talked with anyone else.

You open the door only to find an old woman with a nice smile and a plate of cookies alongside two boys wearing gym clothes, one tall with crazy black hair, and the other one a bit smaller with longer yellow hair, also with a plate of cookies on him.

“Ehh hello…?” you say once you open the door. The moment you look at them you notice that the tall boy was looking you up and down subtly, his mouth a bit open; while the other one is looking at everything except you. Both of them had a little blush.

“Hi, I heard that we have new neighbors, so I thought it would be good to bring something. Can you call the rest of your family?” the woman says slowly, pronouncing every word properly. She probably thought that you didn’t know a lot of Japanese.

“My parents aren’t here right now, they had to do some paperwork. I can call my brother though”

“Oh ok, that’s fine too” They clearly weren’t expecting you to be good at Japanese.

“Y/b/n! come here, we have guests!” you call him loudly

“I’m here, I’m here. By the way, mom texted me that they will arrive in 10 minutes. They will bring dinner” you nod at him

“Well, hello. I’m Kuroo Chiyoko, and this is my grandson, we live in front of your house” says, pointing at the tall boy.

“Hi, nice to meet you, Kuroo Tetsuro” says with a sweet smile while extending his hand for a handshake.

“Nice to meet you too”

“Our neighbors also wanted to come and say hi, but they had to work so instead they sent their son. Kenma, go ahead” says the woman pointing at the boy with yellow hair.

“Hi…I’m Kozume Kenma” He says quietly while looking at the floor, making you answer politely

“Sorry, he doesn’t like interacting with people that much” Kuroo says

“It’s fine, I don’t like it either” you whisper the last part, making Kenma chuckle softly

“Anyways, I didn’t know if you liked Japanese food, so I brought some cookies. Hope you like them” Miss Kuroo offers you the plate

“We do actually like Japanese food, but cookies are always welcome” she gives her plate to your brother, so Kozume gives it to you, finally making eye contact with him. It was just for a second, but it was enough to make his eyes widen and have a faint blush on his cheeks. He was really cute. “I’m Yl Yn and he is my little brother, nice to meet you. Our parents are arriving soon, do you want to wait for them?

“No, no, don’t worry about it. We just came to say hi. I’m sure you have a lot of things to unpack yet” Miss Kuroo says

“Yeah, it’s horrible. Having to adapt to the time zone again it’s the worst though”

“Again?” asks Kuroo

“Yeah, we lived in Hyōgo last year”

“So that’s why your Japanese is good. Anyways, welcome to Tokyo! Hope you can enjoy your stay here”

“Thank you”

“Let’s talk soon? We can help you to get used here” Kuroo says

“Thank you, sounds nice” you say right before a yawn escape from your mouth, making Ms. Kuroo smile slightly

“Ok let’s leave so you can rest. See you around”

“Thank you. Your psp is about to fall, by the way” you tell to Kozume

“Ah, thanks. See you soon Yn” he looks at your eyes for a second with a little smile on his face. Your eyes widen a little when he turns around, he was the first person in here to pronounce your name correctly.

After showering you take the things out of the bed noticing the signed volleyball from the boys, despite being a weird gift, it was oddly sweet. You lay down talking to your foxes, but when they notice how tired you were, they quickly send you to sleep.

++

The principal told you to be at the school at 7:15, since the sports clubs practice early in the morning and he wanted to show them in case you wanted to join any of them. You were answering a text from Suna while walking towards the subway when you noticed a dude bending down tying his shoe; luckily you were able to stop on time, but he looked up and you saw a familiar face.

“Oya? What are you doing out so early? Schools normally start around 8 am” asks Kuroo

“I could ask you the same”

“Well, I asked first” he smirks

“The principal wanted to show me the school and the practices of the sports clubs, I have to go this early”

“I’m on a sport club” he answers “Kenma is buying something in there, let’s wait for him and we will walk you to your school”

“Sure, what sch-”

“Done, let’s go” you hear a calm voice behind you “Oh, hi”

“Hello” you smile, his eyes once again lock in yours for a second, making the both of you look away

“Kenma, we’re going to walk her near her school, ok?” Kuroo says starting walking, Kenma only nods while turning on his psp “What school are you going to?”

“Oh, Nekoma High”

“Then we’re walking you to school, we go there too”

“Where is your uniform?” Kenma asks without taking his eyes off the screen, you didn't had it yet since you just arrived

“The school has it, I arrived later than expected here…wait, why Kenma? Don’t you call each other by your last names here in Japan?” You ask confused

“Kuro and I know each other since we were kids, and I don’t really care about formalities that much”

“Ohh, can I call you Kenma then?” he stops looking at his game for a second, making eye contact again. It wasn’t like a magical moment or anything like that, but there was definitely something about him that made you feel weird

“Sure”

“Soo...” Kuroo clears his throat “Do we call you by your last name or your name then?”

Before you could answer, your phone starts ringing, Suna's name appearing on the screen indicating that he wanted to face time, something weird for him so early in the morning. You look at the two boys, who just move slightly away for you to answer.

“CHIBI-CHAN WHAT ARE YA DOING OUT ALONE SO EARLY!” you hear the loud scream from Atsumu, with an annoyed Osamu and Suna in the background. You jump slightly at the sudden sound while Kenma shakes a little and Kuroo moves away.

“So loud Tsumu, why are you on Rin's phone?”

“We tried to stop him, Chibi, but ya know that he becomes a bigger idiot sometimes”

“Shut up Samu! Suna told us that ya say hi to us. First of all, we have a group chat, ya could have sent it there. Second, what are ya doing out so early? It’s dangerous, something could happen…”

“Atsumu! Stop! It’s too early for this. I was talking to Rin, that’s why I told him to say hi to you, and I have to go to school this early today, the principal wants to do a tour of it. And I’m not alone; and even if I was, I can take care of myself. Happy?”

“We told him the same thing, but he doesn’t have a lot of brain in his head to process it” Osamu smacks his twin head “I’m pretty sure she can, and will, kick someone in the balls if they try something. Relax dude”

“I just care about ya a lot. Sorry Chibi”

“I know, I know, thank you”

“Are we ignoring the fact that she said that she’s not alone? Did YOU, the girl that refuses to talk to anyone, talk to someone?” asks Suna with a grin on his face. Through the corner of your eye you can see Kenma scrunch his face a little in confusion

“Don’t call me out like that. And technically I didn’t talk to them first so…”

“Wait, you wouldn’t have talked to us at all if my grandma didn’t tell us to go there to say hi?” Now Kuroo asks, coming closer to appear on the call “Hi, Kuroo Tetsurou. Chibi-chan here is our neighbor and we just found out that we go to the same school. Kenma, come say hi to her friends”

“Hi” he simply says while nodding, eyes focusing on his game again.

“I’m Osamu, this piss head is Atsumu, that’s Suna. We have to go to practice now Chibi, Kita-san is calling”

“Byee, say hi to the team from me please”

“Of course, let’s go, idiot. By the way, thanks us later if something happens today” He says while taking Atsumu by the collar, who just gives the phones back to Suna after saying bye

“Bye Chibi, be careful. We’ll talk to you later” Suna adds with his eyes softening a little before ending the call

“So Chibi is okay, I guess?” asks Kuroo with a smirk

“Sure, I’m used to it by now”

When you arrived at the school the principal was already waiting at the entrance, so you said bye to the boys and went to talk to him. After changing into your new uniform, the principal goes around showing you the classrooms, the cafeteria, putting special emphasis on the different sports clubs.

“Our volleyball male team is particularly good. Last year they went to the Nationals and did really well. They should be practicing right now. Coach Nekomata!” The director says opening the door and catching the attention of the coach, who gives you a little nod.

“Good morning coach, this here is miss Yn, our new student”

“Good morning dear, wait, let me call the team. Guys!”

The team stops their training and starts approaching, seeing once again your two neighbors, Kuroo with a number 1 and Kenma with a 5. You look at the rest of the team, the one with yellow mohawk looking at you intensely. The rest of the team looks nice, but quite confused by the sudden interruption.

“Look who we have here, you can’t seem to leave us alone” Kuroo teases you

“You wish it was like that. I’m confused just like everyone else here” you answer playfully

“Good, you two know each other” adds the principal “Well I’m going to make it fast so you can continue practicing. Yn-kun here is our new student, she’s a foreigner but has spent a year living in Hyōgo. She used to be the manager of the volleyball team in Inarizaki High, right?”

“Eh? yeah, yeah. I was their manager. I went to the nationals with them” you say confused at his knowledge. When you look back at Kuroo, he’s in shock while Kenma was…impressed?

“Yeah, and there they won against one of the favorites, Shiratorizawa High. The coach of the school send me a message, in fact, he said that she was a key element for the team, not only motivating them but also in analyzing the play of the opposite team and giving them tips”

“The coach sent a message? Don’t tell me those idiots made the coach say something?” you whisper remembering Osamu’s words

“He did mention something about the team, but I don’t remember enough, sorry” the principal answers

“I would love to know if what they say it’s true. You helped a strong contestant, you can be a good addition. Tomorrow we have a practice game with a nearby school, why don’t you try being our manager for the day and see if you want to help the team?” asks coach Nekomata

“Ehh, if everyone is alright with it, then sure”

“Kuroo you’re the captain, what do you say?”

“Of course, it will be awesome to have a manager”

“Then come here after school tomorrow” tells you the coach making you nod “Anyways, let’s finish practice for today. Go stretch before changing” the guys leave right away, with Kuroo having to move the mohawk guy by the collar since he was just staring at you “I’m sure they want to introduce themselves, so wait for them please”

“Then I will leave, here’s your schedule for your classes. Welcome to Nekoma High!” the principal adds

“Thank you sir”

You decided to sit on the floor and look at the schedule while waiting for the boys to finish. Since you had time, you took your phone out and text the group chat with the foxes

[Screenshot]

You look up from your phone when you feel someone sitting besides you, spotting the already familiar yellow hair looking at the psp in his hands. Despite not being able to see his face properly, you continue to look at him

“Shouldn’t you be stretching?”

“I already did” he responds a little too quickly

“You properly stretch in less than 5 minutes? Damn teach me your ways” you say sarcastically, making him look at you with a look that you couldn’t decipher.

“Please don’t say anything” he sighs making you smile

“I got you. Next time stretch properly, okay?”

“…Fine” he says looking down again at his game

“What are you playing?” You ask after a small pause

“…it’s called Monster Hunter”

“Oh, I heard of it! Never played it though, I don’t have anywhere to play”

“…Want to watch?” asks Kenma quietly

“Sure” he moves in a way so you can see the screen, making you shift closer to him “you have to kill the dragon right?”

“Yes, this is my second time, I need to gain some materials for the next enemy and they didn’t appear the first time” he says, clearly happy with the topic

“And you repeat that until you get everything? So that’s how you play” he just nods, concentrating into the game. You stay like that for a few minutes in a comfortable silence; it was quite fascinating seeing him play. He sighs when he dies, frustration on his face “Why did the dragon had a light every time it attacked you?”

“A light?” he asks confused, but before he can continue, you hear Kuroo screaming at the mohawk guy to stay quiet; he and the rest of the team come to where you are sitting right after.

“KENMA! Did you think I wouldn’t notice that you were here talking to the pretty girl instead of stretching?” Kuroo says

“He will stretch properly the next time, right Kenma?” you tell them standing up

“I already said yes”

“I’ll remember that. Anyways, let me present the team” says Kuroo, turning around. He proceeds to present the whole team, everyone seeming nice so far. The mohawk guy, Yamamoto, seems a little too excited about your presence, but does nothing except stare “Finally, this...”

“Hi! I’m Lev Haiba! You’re so pretty! From whe…” the tall, grey hair boy asks taking your hand

“LEV! You can’t just do that, it’s rude!” Yaku hits him him away “I’m sorry, he isn’t the brightest here”

“It’s fine, I’m used to it. I’m Yl Yn, you can call me however you want” you smile at them

“Well, it’s nice to meet you. Hope you like us enough to become our manager, you were put in a tough situation there” adds Kai

“I don’t need much convincing, I wanted to be your manager anyway. I saw the school at the Nationals last year, you were really good”

“It would be awesome having a manager, honestly. But as much as I would love to continue talking, classes are about to start” Kuroo softly moves you by the arm for you to start walking, Kenma soon arriving by your side. Neither of you notice Kuroo’s surprised eyes.

“Yn-chan, what class are you?!! Let’s go together!” Lev asks you, putting himself in front of you

“Shut up Lev” mutters Kenma annoyed

“I’m on Class 2-3” you chuckle

“Oh, you’re a senpai, sorry for being rude, Yn-san” Lev looks at you like a sad puppy.

“I don’t care about the titles, just call me Yn”

“Okay! I’m in my first year by the way!”

“She doesn’t care Lev” Kenma says in a monotone voice

“Stop being so mean” you joke, making Lev nod

“He’s annoying”

“It doesn’t matter how annoying he is”

“I’m not annoying! Yn-san, I thought you were helping me!”

“Lev, your classes are on the other side” Yaku adds making the tall boy say a quick goodbye before leaving with the other first years

“We should go too. Good luck on your first day of school, Chibi-chan” Kuroo ruffles your hair before going upstairs. You’re left with all of the second years, neither Yamamoto or Fukunaga had say a single word, making a really uncomfortable aura

“Soo… we’re in the same class?” you ask Kenma

“Yes, let’s go” Kenma takes your wrist and walks you to the next classroom. You were taken aback by his touch, since he seems shy and kinda awkward, and apparently he was taken aback himself when he realized what he did, blush creeping up “S-sorry for taking your wrist, it was getting awkward and I didn’t know what to do”

“It’s fine, I was getting awkward too. Is it normally like that?”

“No, Fukunaga is normally quiet but Yamamoto is one of the loudest of the team. He’s probably acting like that because of you” he says while taking his phone out

“Me? What do I have to do with this?”

“He always wanted a female manager to brag about how beautiful she is and how she cares for us or something like that. Now we have a possibility of having one, so he’s probably still processing it”

“I’m not a trophy for him to he bragging about me though”

“I know, and I’m sure he knows, he’s just… passionate” The bell rings a few seconds later interrupting your conversation

The class passes slowly while doing an activity. Since it was basic English you finished quickly, so you lay on the desk while waiting for the rest. The bell rings indicating that the class had finished, so all the students go to the teacher desk to pass the paper; you noticed that Kenma was waiting in his seat, the paper still on his hand.

“Kenma” you call him, making him look at you “It’s there somewhere I can buy food nearby? I’m hungry”

“Oh, there’s a vending machine down the hallway”

“Nice. I’ll pass the paper for you if you want”

“Thanks” He sighs happily, giving you the paper so you could pass it to the teacher while going out to the vending machine.

“Chibi-chan!! Hi” Kuroo arrives beside you

“Oh, Hi Kuroo-san”

“Sorry about Yamamoto staring at you so much. I’m going to talk to him so he can get back into his senses. He isn’t like this, though, I promise”

“I know, Kenma told me that he was probably excited”

“Yeah he probably is…Talking about Kenma, I’m honestly surprised that he talked to you at all. He must feel comfortable around you, I guess it’s because you’re easy to talk”

“I’m easy to talk to? How so?”

“I don’t know, but it’s enough for Kenma to be comfortable around you, that has to be special. I’m going to see Yamamoto before the break ends. See you chibi-chan” Kuroo leaves right away, leaving you thinking about his words

++

It’s lunch time now, you were sitting on your desk trying to shake off the sleepiness, the time difference was affecting you more than usual.

“Chibi-chan! The team is eating lunch together, want to join?” you heard making you look up to the door, finding Kuroo in the door with a grin

“Sure. I need to buy lunch though, didn’t bring anything” you get up walking towards him

“Don’t worry, the cafeteria offers lunch. So, you do react to chibi-chan” says walking by your side

“Yeah, that’s all my foxes call me. Hi guys”

“Yn-chan” Kai smiles at you in the table

“I’m going to get food” you say while dropping the backpack into a seat. You feel the stares on your way to the line, you’ve already forgotten the feeling of it.

“Well, hi there” a dude approaches on your way back, looking at you up and down without any care of being subtle “What a beautiful girl you are, what’s your name?”

“Yn” you answer shortly, walking away

“Don’t leave so fast. We don’t have many…exotic girls here, why don’t you give me your number?”

“No” you continue walking again and reach the table, sitting down next to Kenma. The team noticed the whole thing and were already giving dirty looks to the boy, but he didn’t seem to care.

“Come on pretty girl, I just want your num- OUCH!” he exclaims after you threw your bowl of soup at him

“Oops, it slip out of my hand, sorry” you say, taking the team by surprise, Kenma, Kuroo and Yaku clearly trying to suppress their laughs while the rest just had shock faces

“Chibi-chan, you need to be more careful. I’m sorry dude, our new manager is a bit clumsy. You should go and change” Kuroo plays along

“You’re going to regret this” says the dude before walking away angrily

“Remind me of never made you angry, Chibi”

“Is this normal? Dudes coming and annoying you” asks Kai

“I was with at least one of the boys most of the time, so it rarely happened. I hate the stares more than anything though” you chuckle

“When you were walking to get your food I noticed almost everyone looking at you. It must be uncomfortable” Yaku adds

“It’s annoying”

“Kenma, stop playing and eat!” exclaims Kuroo, but Kenma ignores him

“The light, it shows what type of attack it’s going to do” mumbles Kenma looking at the screen that had ‘Victory' on it “how did I not notice before?”

“Even you can’t see properly when frustrated Kenma” Kuroo says

“I wasn’t frustrated”

“You were”

“No, I wasn’t”

“Can you eat something Kenma?” you ask without looking at him, but you noticed how his eyes shift to you quickly before turning off his psp

“…Fine”

“Wait so you listen to her and not me?! I thought I was your best friend!” Kuroo says dramatically, hands on his chest; however his eyes had a playful hint on them

“I just tolerate you”

The lunch continues with the team asking you questions and getting to know each other. They're all really nice and chill, definitely different to what you were used to. When lunch time was over, you went to the classroom exchanging a couple of words with Fukunaga, making you realize that he was just a man of few words. Before enter the classroom, you hear behind you

“Eh…Yn-kun? Can I- can I talk to you?” Yamamoto calls you

“Mm? Yeah sure, what is it?” You stop, making Kenma stop too from curiosity

“I’m…I’m sorry for my rude behavior today!” he says doing a 90° bow

“Wowow you don’t have to bow!” You try to stop him

“I’m sorry for not properly introducing myself like a man should, instead I just stared at you without realizing how uncomfortable it could be for you. I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. They did tell me that you were excited about a manager”

“It still doesn’t excuse it. If I want you to be our manager, I need to treat you like part of the team”

“It’s okay, seriously, let’s pretend like nothing happened. You should go to your classroom though, classes are about to start” you smile at him

“Thank you. See you two in the afternoon” He leaves the classroom before you turn around, only to find Kenma looking directly at you.

“You’re too nice”

“If I’m going to be your manager, I need to get along with everyone. Would you like playing a game with someone that you don’t like?”

“No”

“Exactly. C’mon, let’s go to class”

Classes pass slower this time. You’re exhausted by the end of the day, your body feeling like it was going to collapse at any moment. You were so tired that you didn't even notice the bell ringing or your classmates leaving, you just stayed there with your head on your hand and eyes closed.

“Yn?” You feel a little tap on your shoulder, opening your eyes, you find Kenma looking at the floor

“Ehh?”

“School is over, we can go now”

“Really? Sorry I’m tired” you take your backpack, shoving things inside

“It’s okay…ehh…are you…ehh” Kenma tries to ask, looking much more fidgety than he has been the whole day

“I can’t stay for practice, if I’m staying tomorrow I need to unpack stuff today” you close the backpack and stand up, going towards the door “Kenma? You’re coming?”

You notice how Kenma stayed frozen, looking at you with widened eyes “How…did you know?”

“Duh, I read minds. I just guessed, what else could you ask me now?” you chuckle at his blushed face

“True”

“C’mon, you’re going to be late” you turn around, him finding his way beside you. You go out of the school building and part ways there “By the way, do you happen to know a place that sells volleyball stands?”

“Volleyball stand? Why do you need that?”

“My idiot friends gave me a signed ball, don't ask”

“That’s…an odd gift. I’m sure there’s a store near, I can ask Kuro, if you want me to” he says

“That will be awesome. I’m going to go before I fall asleep. Practice hard and stretch properly this time, bye-bye” you smile at him, making him smile back

You left the school talking to your foxes before they entered their practice. The afternoon goes by quickly between unboxing the rest of the boxes and taking a short nap. It was around 7 pm when the doorbell rang.

“Yn, two kids are looking for you. They say they’re our neighbors!” you go downstairs after that. Your mom was telling them to come in, but Kuroo refused politely, saying that they were coming for a fast visit.

“You were the ones who brought the cookies, thank you, they were delicious. Anyways I’ll leave so you can talk”

“Thank you miss” Kuroo bows with a nice smile while Kenma mutters a thank you “Chibi-chan, you left us today, I’m hurt”

“Aww how say” you say sarcastically, making him smirk “I would have stay today if I didn’t have to help you in tomorrow’s match”

“You could have stay today AND tomorrow”

“And who is going to unpack my stuff? You?”

“We could have helped you if you asked!”

“We? Kenma has done nothing, don’t put him into this”

“Oh, I get it now, you only have a soft spot for him despite knowing us for the same amount of time!”

Both of you stay silent for a while, the silence not lasting long when you start chuckling. It was purely a playful fight, Kenma watched the exchange with an amused expression.

“Here, we had some stands in the gym and nobody uses them, so I thought to give you one”

“Yay thanks! Do I need to pay for it?”

“No, it’s fine”

“This is why you wanted to come here? To give her a ball stand? You WILLINGLY wanted to come here to give her a stand?” Kuroo asks surprised

“Well, she wanted one”

“I ask you many things and you barely do them!”

“But she’s not annoying”

“Both of you are attacking me today, ouch” Kuroo grabs his chest dramatically “Why do you need that anyway?”

“My foxes gave me a signed ball, I want to display it”

“The twins and Suna? Do you think we could win against them?”

“I haven’t seen you play properly, how am I supposed to know that?”

“Well, true. Tomorrow we’ll tell you the details for the match”

“No, no. Don’t tell me anything, I want to be surprised”

“Fine, I’ll allow that this time” Kuroo sighs with a smile “Are we walking together tomorrow morning? We go there early for morning practice”

“I’ll join you on Monday”

“Ok, see you tomorrow at school”

“Bye. Bye Ken, thanks for remembering”

“Bye Yn, see you tomorrow” he gives you a soft smile and a little wave. Somehow it felt like you know those two since forever, it was comfortable talking to them. You went to your room and put the ball on a shelf, sending a photo to the boys to make them happy before falling asleep with a little smile on your face.