#♡theunexpectedprotagonist

[ador3rin]

₊˚ෆ pretty girl | return to main | go to next

# mew's notes :

akemi swears she never lies, she just twists the truth a teeny tiny bit!

it's true that suna doesn't hate akemi, he just doesn't really care for her

miscommunication has entered the chat <3

# tags :

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₊˚ෆ wired earphones | return to main | go to next

cw : brief mentions of infidelity and alcoholism

the apartment door closes with a soft click behind you, and you double check your belongings to ensure all the necessities are present. once satisfied, you make your way down to the lobby through a short elevator ride and shoot a friendly smile to the receptionist before stepping outside. 

the cool air nips at your cheeks, and your eyes briefly scan the area before landing on the tall raven haired figure standing off to the side, with his back against the wall. he’s got one hand stuffed into his jacket pocket, and the other clutching a bouquet of tulips wrapped in brown paper.

your eyes meet, and the corners of his lips tug up into a small smile as he straightens his posture, watching you approach him with a grin on your face. there was no use denying just how effortlessly handsome he was, recalling the first encounter that had left you starstruck.

it was pleasantly surprising to find out that he was rather sweet underneath the cold, volleyball obsessed reputation he’d developed, and it was even more pleasant to be at the centre of his attention. albeit his clumsy awkwardness was still extremely charming.

you found yourself enjoying the date much more than you had originally anticipated, troublesome worries seemed to dissipate as you engaged in conversation with the boy. 

though you’d never admit it, your mind couldn’t help but wander towards thoughts of a certain fox eyed male. would it feel just as warm to be on the receiving ends of his affection? to know that without a doubt your feelings were reciprocated? 

but then again, when have you ever gotten what you wanted?

suna was ticked off. the distance he thought he’d bridged between you and him had made an unwelcome resurgence, ever since that day he’d hung out with akemi. and now his timeline is flooded with photos of you and kageyama tobio?

an ugly, unfamiliar emotion had reared it’s head, disturbing his typically nonchalant demeanour. he shuts off his phone with a tsk, rolling his eyes at the thought of the you making goo goo eyes at the karasuno setter.

whatever, he thought. it’s not like he’s into you or anything. you were just fun to hang around, that’s all. a good way to pass the time. solidifying his resolve, he buries all the complicated emotions deep inside the recesses of his mind as he drifts off to sleep.

“ma?” 

“come here, my darling.” his mother’s voice is gentle as she extends her hand to the young timid boy cowering around the corner. tentatively, he approaches before running and launching himself into her embrace, burying his face into her warmth. 

“did he make you cry again?” suna’s voice is muffled, and he struggles to fight back the tears pooling in his eyes. this seemed to be the norm around his household lately, as discreet as his parents attempts were, kids are always smarter than they seem.

 “my sweet rintarō, why are you crying?” 

he recalls his mother’s kind smile, though unable to mask her pain she thumbed at the tears slipping down her son’s chubby cheeks. the young boy hastily rubbed at his eyes, too young to put on the strong bravado he so desperately wanted to for her sake, tremblings lips attempting to form a small awkward smile.

suna’s eyes flutter open, eyelashes wet as the remnants of his dream slipped away and he's pulled back to his cold reality. he hadn't dreamt of his mother in weeks now, and he considered calling her for a brief second before deciding against it.

it wasn't too long after that day that he'd discovered his father's affair. the evening was as mundane as any other, except his after school volleyball club had ended earlier than usual for no particular reason.

his father who had shamelessly brought his mistress into their family home at a time he was certain no one would be there, was shocked to see his son's teary eyed glare.

"i hate you." the young boy's voice was dripping with venom, finally connecting the dots as to why his parents had been so cold toward one another, and why his now frail mother had been visiting her home town more frequently.

# mew's notes :

suna now has a really bad relationship with his father

hina is the only person akemi trusts implicitly, they've been together forever

suna helped yn sneak out and they hung out for a little while

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher

@csbnova @bubooo @ris-krispie @drxmrr @whykirbo

@mfcherry @g-l-1-t-c-h-3-r @itsmiyamore @brighteyedblinkers

@lixie-phoria @noideawhothatis @theyluvvfreya @just-coreee

@thvvluvr @lucentwings @aeshiue @gsyche @ridzu @woonsol17

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I FIXED THE TAGS OMG I COULD CRY IM SO FUCKING HAPPY LMFAO

[ador3rin]

₊˚ෆ guess who | return to main | go to next

# mew's notes :

suna & yn barely interacted during the outing </3

akemi suspects that yn likes suna, hence her constant meddling

suna hates feeling vulnerable!! my self sabotage king

# tags moved to replies!

@ridzu @woonsol17 @whykirbo @g-l-1-t-c-h-3-r

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(i'm not sure why the last two worked this time around but i've left it as is LOL)

[ador3rin]

₊˚ෆ wait for me? | return to main | go to next

you walk side by side with hina, the both of you clutching various empty water bottles in your arms as you head to refill the boys drinks. she had been chattering away about something trivial, animatedly retelling the plot of some romance show she’d recently been watching. 

“so, how’d the date with kageyama go?” hina asks with a grin, turning to meet your now surprised gaze.  it’s not like you weren’t waiting for her to ask anyway. 

“well, like i told you and kemi before, pretty good i’d say. he was sweet and a gentleman, but pretty awkward at random times. it was cute though.” you recall the day with a small smile, unable to find any noticeable faults in the raven haired boy. 

“has he confessed to you yet?” the brunette sticks a bottle under the tap, letting it run as she turns towards you with her full attention. her arms cross and she tilts her head expectantly, a gentle breeze blowing through her hair. 

“no, he hasn’t.” your response is rather lacklustre, and you can tell from the way her face scrunches up in disappointment that she was expecting a little bit more gossip. a deep exhale leaves your nose as you silently switch out the now full bottle, the flowing sound of water ringing in your ears.

for some reason, all this talk about your first date was bringing your mood down. although it wasn’t in your nature to fawn over boys as most other teenage girls your age would, you’d expected to find some excitement in this.

instead, your stomach felt like it was lurching itself into knots, your mind hazy and thoughts unclear. wasn’t love supposed to be simple? could you even call whatever you were feeling love anyway?

“hina.. can i tell you something?” you allow your eyes to flicker over to your friend for a brief moment, before returning your gaze to the dirt beneath your shoes and continuing. “um, well the other night, rin and i kinda, sorta.. hung out?” you avoided your friend’s eyes, afraid that she may react negatively due to her close bond with akemi.

“how’d it go?” hina’s simple reply surprises you, and your eyes widen as you look back up at her as she switches out another bottle. 

“it was.. really nice actually. i didn’t think we’d ever be able to hang out like that again.”

“what made you think that?” there’s an unfamiliar expression on the usually cheery girl’s face, and you can feel the mood shift.

“because of, you know.. akemi.” hina shuts off the tap, the now familiar sound of running water ceases as the pair of you are stood in silence. you swallow hard, and you can feel your heart rate beginning to increase as your anxiety grows.

you had avoided talking about whatever your relationship with suna rintaro was after akemi had suddenly confessed her feelings, and there was no doubt hina had also noticed. the two were always an inseparable pair, and you’d only managed to become friends with them by chance.

despite the close friendship you’ve managed to nurture with both girls, there was always a part of you that thought that if it came down to it, they’d always choose each other over you. this was something you had long accepted, but unsurprisingly, it still stung.

a silence settles over the two of you as you make your way back to the gym, your load now much heavier than before. hina is uncharacteristically quiet, further feeding into your rapidly growing nerves.

the rest of training goes by in a blur as you quietly complete your duties, receding into a corner whenever possible. your mind was heavy as was your heart, the idea of potentially ruining your friendship with hina and akemi was clouding your thoughts.

rintaro clicks his tongue in annoyance, the occasional buzzing in is pocket further reminding him just how much of a colossal waste of his time this was. he’s got his back against the wall, both hands shoved into his hoodie pocket, staring aimlessly ahead as he waits for the girls in front of him to finish speaking.

“i’m sorry, but why am i here exactly?” suna interrupts the conversation, finding himself too impatient to continue waiting idly for an opportunity to speak up. 

“oh! sorry suna!” akemi giggles, a hand coming up to cover her mouth. “i wanted to ask you to invite your friends on the volleyball team, since i’m not very close with anyone else besides you.” the blonde girl’s saccharine voice and fluttering eyelashes would have usually sent any other male to his knees, but suna’s indifference only further fanned the flames of her infatuation.

“you could’ve asked the twins. ’m busy so i’ve got to go, sorry.” readjusting the strap of his bag on his shoulder, suna straightens up, hoping to make a beeline to the gates. he wonders if you were still waiting, and how mad you’d be.

a small smile flashes across his features at the thought of your annoyed frown and no doubt sassy remark you would have prepared. that’s if you’re still there of course. he hopes you are.

“please suna?” akemi suddenly grabs onto his arm with both her hands, pleading tone and big doe eyes staring up at him. “it’s for hina, after all.” 

the male glances over at his manager, whose expression has guilt written all over. he lets out a sigh, shaking his head. “yeah, yeah alright fine. whatever.” he agrees, hoping to spare both himself and hina any further awkwardness. suna gently retracts his arm from akemi’’s grasp and wordlessly takes his leave. he was already extremely late and the fact that it was over something he deemed so stupid irritated him to no end.

# mew's notes :

akemi doesn't think theres anything wrong with a white lie every now & then

yn stopped at a convenience store for a sweet treat, and ran into tobio

suna stopped responding because "he doesn't care" ...

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher

@csbnova @bubooo @ris-krispie @drxmrr @whykirbo

@mfcherry @g-l-1-t-c-h-3-r @itsmiyamore @brighteyedblinkers

@lixie-phoria @noideawhothatis @theyluvvfreya @just-coreee

@thvvluvr @lucentwings @aeshiue @gsyche @ridzu @woonsol17

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₊˚ෆ you've got a new follower! | return to main | go to next

there’s a gentle breeze wafting in through the open window, carrying the flowery scent of spring along with it as you stare absentmindedly out at the court yard. the earlier conversation you’d had with your homeroom teacher was replaying in your mind on a loop.

“yn-chan! what’s got you so quiet?” your brunette friend paused mid sentence, catching on to your lack of responses. the two of you were currently hanging out in a classroom, opting to spend lunch inside for the day. 

hina had been rambling on about some ridiculous argument she’d witnessed earlier between two girls in the hallway, all the while scarfing down a handful of sweets she’d pulled out of her bag. you made a mental note to swipe a few later when she wasn’t looking. 

“sorry hina,” shuffling around in your seat, you sit upright and readjust to properly face the girl sitting across from you. “i’m just thinking about what ms maeko said to me earlier.” you explain with a sigh, hands coming up to rub at your temples.

“huh? the college thing?” her head cocks to the side, confusion evident in her features.

“you’ve got good grades anyway, so what’s got you in such a mood?” you wish you weren’t just as clueless as she was. honestly, you weren't expecting the conversation to head in that direction yourself either. 

earlier that day just before lunch had began, you had approached your home room teacher in hopes of seeking out college advice, since the pros and cons list you’d been writing up wasn’t proving to be of much help at all. however, much to your surprise she had a piece of advice of her own. she’d told you to go and join a club.

it would look good on your transcript, she reasoned. you got decent grades so there wasn’t really much else you could do in that department except maintaining them. but according to her, colleges were no longer purely looking for academic excellency. 

you frustratingly relayed the conversation to your best friend and mentioned how you had been mentally browsing through the list of potential clubs ever since then. your options seemed slim.

“that’s it? just join the volleyball club.” unimpressed with your woes, she stares at you with a brow raised, answering with a simple shrug of her shoulders. “i mean, i’ve told you how i’ve been kinda swamped lately with manager duties and school work. plus, it’d be really fun if we were both managers together!”.

and that was how you managed to find yourself standing outside the volleyball gym less than a week later. unfortunately, no one seemed to be there just yet so you were stuck loitering around, eyes nervously searching for any sight of hina. 

“are ya looking for something?” an unfamiliar male speaks up, and you turn to face the disembodied voice behind you. it was one of the miya twins, standing a few feet away with his head cocked to the side. 

honestly, you didn’t really know either of their names despite having seen them around before. you’d only ever registered their existence whenever hina was dropping off something to the gym, or the few times you’d wait for her to finish after school.

 just as you’re about to open your mouth to respond, another male voice pipes up.

“would ya quit bothering the lady ‘tsumu, i’m sure she’s not interested.” the silver haired twin appears, casually smacking his sibling in the back of the head. your eyes widened at the scene, unsure of what to say or how to react. was this normal? you really didn’t want to break up a fight on your first day. 

the two are almost immediately bickering as if you aren’t awkwardly standing in front of them, and you can feel regret slowly creep through your veins. they both were sporting their club jackets, with similar duffel bags slung around their respective shoulders.

“sorry i took awhile!” your attention shifts to hina’s voice, letting out a sigh of relief at the sight of her approaching. “can you two stop fighting? you’re going to scare yn off.” she sternly scolds the males and effortlessly breaks up their squabble. her authority is rather impressive, as this is a side of her you rarely see.

turning her eyes on to you, the brunette beams with excitement as she links your arms, dragging you along with her. “c’mon! the others will be here soon, i’ll show you around inside!”. the gym was surprisingly larger than it appeared from the outside, bright lights lit up the shiny wooden court, and everywhere you looked seemed to be picture perfect. 

you were only somewhat aware of the prestige that your school’s volleyball team held, as you’d never really cared for sports before. the guys were currently nearing the ending of their training, and it had taken you a little while to grow accustomed to the slamming balls and squeaky shoes. 

hina held a brief introduction before training had commenced, but you honestly couldn't keep up with all the names even if you tried. instead, you’d opted to pick one defining feature of each member and memorised it to their jersey numbers. for example, number ten had very distinct, almost fox-like eyes. number seven was.. a character, yet when he's in the zone he's a completely different person.

it was unexpectedly intimidating to see all the players up close, especially when they’d crowded together in front of you for introductions earlier. you had seen a few of them around school before sure, but being face to face made them seem all the more larger than life. 

boasting both height and a sturdy athletic build, it would be a lie to deny that they weren’t all fairly attractive in their own rights. but mostly when they weren’t speaking though.  suddenly the existence of the volleyball club fangirls wasn’t as ludicrous to you anymore. 

after bidding your farewells and ‘nice to meet you’s’ once the training was over, you now found yourself perched on your window side bed nook, lying on your stomach with both feet dangling in the air. the light from your laptop screen illuminating your features, you eagerly scroll through your timeline, grateful for the peaceful downtime.

just when you’ve decided you’ve had your fill of social media, a notification pops up, grabbing your attention. now fuelled with newfound curiosity, you hastily click on the notification and look over the culprit's profile.

@samusamu started following you!  

# mew's notes :

IM SO EXCITED TO BE DOING AN SMAU AGAIN YAY!!!

light mode is yn's pov, and dark mode is suna's

akemi is currently travelling abroad with her family

[ador3rin]

₊˚ෆ lover's quarrel | return to main | go to next

# mew's notes :

oh what's this? are these some new faces?

yn avoided almost everyone for a little while, she's feeling really emotionally overwhelmed & conflicted right now

the unsaved number is akemi, she got suna's number off hina's phone

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher @whykirbo @ridzu @g-l-1-t-c-h-3-r

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₊˚ෆ karasuno's #9 | return to main | go to next

it was the morning of the practice match with your school’s long term rival, karasuno. once dubbed the ‘flightless crows’, the former powerhouse school had managed to claw their way back up the leaderboards and were now a force to be reckoned with.

the return of their glory was often accredited to the current group of third years, and perhaps most infamous of all, the monster duo known as hinata shoyo and kageyama tobio. you had the pleasure of witnessing one of their first official games of the season at the time, a little over a year ago at the inter-high championships. 

kiyoko had invited you to tag along to yachi’s inaugural game as their solo manager, which was also roughly when you had became acquainted with the blonde girl. that was the first time you’d crossed paths with him.

kageyama tobio, with his signature piercing blue eyes and cool, calm, collected attitude, you almost felt like your world had stopped on it’s axis. so this was what it felt like, you thought to yourself. to be completely swept up by someone’s undeniable beauty. you’d found yourself unable to take your eyes off of the genius setter for the entirety of the match.

your cousin, bless her heart, had mistakenly thought you’d fallen in love with volleyball, beaming with pride as she commentated the game for you, showing off her valuable insider knowledge. you didn’t have the heart to tell her that you were actually drooling over her former underclassman. 

the game eventually ended with three sets won by karasuno, the crowd still positively buzzing over the last point that was snatched by kageyama with an almost disrespectful setter dump. kiyoko ushered you down from the stands where you’d been sitting and led the way towards the current in house celebrities, exchanging warm greetings with her old friends. 

not wanting to intrude on what was no doubt a joyful reunion, you walked yourself over towards the sidelines in hopes of blending in with the walls until she was finished. from up close, all the players were so much taller than you had initially expected, since from way up in the stands where you sat, they all resembled mini action figures. 

upon the realisation that the crew who had begun rushing back and forth around you were actually staff trying to pack up their equipment, you’re overwhelmed by the sudden mayhem and find yourself taking a few steps back. your eyes are glued to the large swivelling camera in front of you, hoping to avoid getting knocked unconscious by all the heavy metal machinery.

a large pair of hands gently place themselves on your shoulders, stopping you from completely knocking into whoever was currently behind you. straining your neck to see who the culprit is, you’re met with a certain setter’s broad chest, still clad in his black and orange jersey. the number nine stands proudly front and centre, and you glance up at tobio who is meeting your eyes with an unreadable expression.

“s-sorry! i didn’t know anyone was there.” you stammer out an apology, taking a step forward as you spin on your heels to regain a respectable distance between yourself and the male. he blinks at you, unresponsive, and you rub your arm awkwardly, and the two of you stare at each other silently for what feels like an eternity. 

“it’s okay, it was my fault too.” tobio responds cooly, shifting his weight from one leg to the other before he speaks up again. “you’re uh, kiyoko-san’s sister, right?” his head cocks to the side questioningly, maintaining unbroken eye contact with you.

“cousin,” you correct. the way that his eyes are boring into you causes you to second guess if there might be something on your face. “you were really cool out there, by the way.” the overwhelming urge to praise him prevails over your current nerves, despite the fact that he’d probably already heard it from literally everyone else here.

“i don’t really know much about volleyball so, i’m probably missing out on alot, but.. uh, yeah. you were cool.” your embarrassing nonsensical word vomit of a compliment makes you genuinely wish for the floor to open up and swallow you whole. 

“thank you, yn." kageyama replies bashfully. the apples of his cheeks are flushed a deep red, and you probably would’ve noticed had you not been so starstruck yourself. 

fast forwarding to present day, you had just managed to find your way back to hina and the team. kemi was seated nearby with other student spectators who had gathered, as unfortunately only team members were allowed to be courtside.

“tell me everything!” hina practically pounces onto you, swatting at your shoulder as she giggles teasingly, eyes pooling with pent up mischief. “wait, not now though, i want to properly sit and listen.” you simply nod your head, currently lacking the energy to fight back her dictatorship. 

suna upon noticing your return, finishes off his stretches and begins making his way towards you once your conversation with hina is over. you lock eyes with him as he nears, shooting him a small smile and he swears he felt his heart stop, even if just for a moment. 

he approaches you with a roll of athlete’s tape in hand, armed with a playful grin. jutting the tape into your hand before you can protest, he presents both of his hands before you. standing there staring up at him dumbfoundedly, it takes you a moment before you understand what he’s getting at and your eyes widen in surprise.

“really? you want me to do it? now?” sure it might’ve been only a practice match, but knowing your team, there was no way they would perform at anything less than their absolute best, especially given their opponent. 

rintaro simply nods wordlessly, wiggling his fingers relentlessly to further get his demand across. you give in with an amused shake of your head, grabbing his hands to still his dancing fingers as you peel back the white tape. the pair of you are fixated on the current task at hand, and are both too preoccupied with conversation to notice the dirty glare being cast in your direction.

“okay, all done!” you exclaim, beaming proudly at your work. hey, if college didn’t work out for you, you just might have a bright future in the sports industry. “good luck out there suna!”. throwing him a pair of thumbs up, you ready yourself to head back over to hina and the coach. 

“i don’t need luck.” suna responds calmly, and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel butterflies in your stomach right now. “thanks for taping me up yn.” shooting you one last cocky grin, he turns on his heels and heads over to join his team on the court.

# mew's notes :

inarizaki lost 2/3 of the training matches, and the last one ended in a draw because they had to travel back home

to this day kiyoko believes that yn has liked volleyball all along (bless her)

kemi is sat with hina on the bus, yn is with atsumu and suna with osama

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher @whykirbo @ridzu

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₊˚ෆ karashitno | return to main | go to next

# mew's notes :

akemi is finally back from europe!

suna and yn ended up bonding pretty well after spending sm time together

they're all third years, so the next game will be their last in high school

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis

[ador3rin]

# mew's notes :

yn and kiyoko are actually cousins! this will be explored later

akemi and hina are the two followers on yn's private account

atsumu & osamu used to also follow suna's private, but he kicked them out

[ador3rin]

₊˚ෆ in my nonchalant era | return to main | go to next

# mew's notes :

the first two tweets are from their hangout!

no one dares to cross yamaguchi, not even tsukishima

yachi & yn met through kiyoko! they're actually really good friends

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher @bubooo

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₊˚ෆ wanna listen to music? | return to main | go to next

# mew's notes :

yn is a huge cat person! maybe that's why they're always drawn to her

hina technically didn't say anything to kemi, she was asked & didn't want to lie

suna & yn took the bus home together and he walked her, even though he lives in the opposite direction (he didn't tell her that)

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher @bubooo

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₊˚ෆ you look like shit | return to main | go to next

you were lying on your back, snuggled under your comforter that suddenly felt way too warm for you. your mind was racing as you desperately tossed and turned, kicking your feet and making a mess of your bed in the process. 

sleep was eluding you, as your mind was too busy replaying last week's early training session with suna on a loop, allowing you to overanalyse a different aspect every time. for someone who had never been interested in boys, you sure seemed boy crazy right now.

“hey suna!” you greet cheerfully, approaching the tall male who was currently leaning against a metal pole, mindlessly scrolling on his phone. his hazel orbs flicker up to meet yours instantly, and you can’t help but shy away from his intense gaze.

“hey, yn.” he responds, the corners of his lips tugging up ever so slightly most wouldn’t even notice. you did though. your hands reach out to unlock the gym doors, and he easily pulls them open, waiting for you to enter first before following suit and shutting the doors behind himself. 

suna threw his duffel bag onto the ground against a wall, sliding down to sit beside it and you do the same. you sit cross legged and partially turned towards him in order to face him, and he asks you a few simple questions about your day. you respond, returning a few questions of your own as you two make polite small talk. 

he mentions an upcoming exam of his and grumbles in complaint quietly, eliciting a soft giggle from you. he secretly wonders what he'd need to say to hear it again one more time.

"complaining about the exam that i tutored you for doesn't make me feel great suna," you tease with a grin, watching as he pulls out the roll of strapping tape out of his bag. "i'm sure you'll do just fine."

"i'll just blame it on you if i fail." the raven haired male retorts playfully, unable to stop his gaze from flickering over towards you for a brief second. a small grin spreads across his lips at your surprised expression.

you think back to the first time he’d asked you for help with his one on one training, and how the both of you had remained mostly silent except when necessary. honestly, you were a little too intimidated to initiate much conversation back then, since you guys were basically strangers to each other. 

rintaro on the other hand, was unsure of how to approach speaking to you. he could’ve easily asked one of the twins to help with his training, hell, atsumu probably would’ve jumped at the chance. he’d told everyone else (and himself) that it was his attempt at making you feel more welcome on the team, since he was well aware of his own stand-offishness. 

he had always been more reserved, more quiet. ever since he was young, suna never felt the need to engage in too much unnecessary conversation and mostly preferred to just listen. by no means was the boy insecure though, always fully aware of the giggles and the whispering whenever he passed by groups of girls. he never really cared for it honestly, it seemed to be a bit more of a nuisance.

now in his third and final year of high school, suna rintaro had definitely come out of his shell a lot more, especially when compared to what he was like at the beginning. this was mostly due to his ragtag group of friends, since it was hard to remain quiet around atsumu and osama’s constant incessant bickering. 

then once hina joined as their manager, she was so much of an extrovert he couldn’t help but get along with her too, and the fear she managed to strike in atsumu was also a nice added bonus. 

so why on earth does he feel so nervous simply talking to you? sure, you weren’t as outgoing as hina was, but you were by no means unfriendly. suna often found himself hesitating, concerned with how you might react or afraid of the off chance that you might not like him all that much. 

despite all of this inner turmoil, he still found himself inexplicably drawn to you. from the moment he’d noticed you at training, standing besides hina and so eagerly listening to everything she was explaining, wide doe eyes meeting his for a quick second. of course, he acted like he had no idea when the topic of you came up though. 

“suna?” the sound of your voice pulled him out of his thoughts, and you stared up at him with a puzzled expression. “are you alright? we can skip the taping and go straight to your spiking if you’d like.”

“no!” he interjects a little too defensively, but quickly regains his composure and clears his throat. “no, uh, we can do it.”

a comfortable silence blankets the two of you, with your eyes fixated on carefully wrapping the tape around his fingers, exactly how he’d shown you. the apples of your cheeks were tinged a soft shade of pink, as you couldn’t help but silently admire just how beautiful his hands were.

this was a bad, indulgent habit you've seem to develop after many sessions with him. you genuinely, just couldn't help it though.

rintaro’s fingers were long and slender, exuding a certain elegance your own stubby ones could only ever dream of. his hands as a whole were almost double the size of your own, which was definitely part of what made him such a strong middle blocker.

for a moment, just a brief moment, you wonder what it’d be like to have his fingers intertwined with yours, his warm hands engulfing your cold ones. 

you suddenly realise that you’ve become too comfortable, letting your mind escape you, and shamelessly allowing your imagination to run rampant. your cheeks heat up almost instantly in embarrassment and your hands freeze in place. you silently pray that suna hadn’t noticed how intensely you must have been staring and the glossy haze of daydream in your eyes. 

“hm? you okay?” your eyes flicker up automatically in response to his words, finding that his fox like gaze was already directed onto you. had he been staring at you like this the whole time? the thought only further frazzles you.

suna shifts in place slightly, caught off guard by the sudden close proximity of your faces. feeling hyper aware of the lack of distance between you two, he sneaks a glance at your lips. he swallows, hard, tongue peeking out to swipe at his lips.

he wondered if maybe you were feeling sick since your face was so flushed, failing to notice the tips of his own ears turning a hue of red and suddenly feeling a little too warm. 

“no no! i’m fine, i just forgot what i was up to!” you laugh awkwardly, breaking free from the temporary trance you had found yourself in and hoping the little white lie was somewhat believable. luckily, suna doesn't press any further, seemingly believing your words, he clears his throat and begins patiently explaining the next few steps. 

neither of you notice each other’s sudden shy demeanour.

a muffled scream escapes you, frustrated at your inability to sleep you’ve resorted to shouting into your pillow hoping your mind will finally have mercy on you. maybe if you tire yourself out, you’ll stop thinking about suna rintaro. 

maybe, you’ll stop thinking about how when he locks eyes with you, it seems as if you’re the only person he sees. maybe, you’ll stop thinking about when he’s teasing you, his lips curl into an playful smirk, and just how badly you’ve been wanting to feel them on your own. 

it almost seems like the harder you try, the worse it gets. you mentally curse hina for planting the perverted seed in your head, happily villainising her in your mind to avoid any further mental and emotional distress. 

“you look like shit yn chan.” hina says, her upbeat, cheerful tone mismatched with the playful insult she’d just hurled your way. you scowl in her direction, imagining yourself pinning her down and tickling her until she apologises for ruining your inner peace. 

“hina, don’t be a bitch!” akemi scolds lightly, raising a hand to cover her mouth as she giggles softly. you let out an exhale and shake your head, an amused smile of your own plastered on your lips. it was nice to be sitting with both your friends again, even if you had to be the brunt of the joke. 

hina spoon feeds you some of her yoghurt, and you flop forward to rest your head on your desk. "what's up though? you feeling okay yn?" she questions, genuine concern laced in her voice.

“i couldn’t sleep last night.” you pout with a whine. “i’m so tired-"

"-i don’t think i’ll go for dinner later.” a yawn interrupts you mid sentence, and you allow your eyelids to fall shut momentarily, craving a long and rejuvenating nap.  

“ehh? no way! it’s kemi’s first time meeting the guys!” hina pounces forward at your remark, wiggling your desk just enough to force you upright. she’s got a faux expression of anger on her face, lips jutting out into a pout and crossing her arms with a ‘hmph!’ to further exaggerate her dissatisfaction with you. 

kemi’s dainty fingers brush through your faintly dishevelled hair, letting out her signature sweet and airy laugh, the kind that you only hear from female protagonists in the movies. you often joked that she resembled the heroines too. akemi had very much missed being in the middle of these childish antics, grateful to be back home with her friends. 

“hina, if yn’s tired we shouldn’t force her to come. i won’t be upset.” the blonde smiles prettily, showering you with her never ending kindness. you're touched and about to express your eternal gratitude before she continues, “but, you’ll have to make it up to me later!”.

you were foolish to think she’d let you off the hook completely. 

“i’ll let you guys know by the end of the day, okay?”.

# mew's notes :

new private account unlocked! i wonder who it belongs to?

spotify jams are a love language idc idc

suna listened to music w yn the entire way home, and then a little longer too

# tags :

@phoenix-eclipses @semiis @iluv-ace @nbcvs @snail-squasher

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# mew's notes :

this all happened over the course of roughly 2 months

yn studied volleyball really hard, and became fascinated with finger taping

akemi feels a little left out with the volleyball club, but won't admit it

[ador3rin]

# mew's notes :

akemi and hina are actually childhood best friends!

atsumu forced osamu to put his jersey number in his bio so they could match

more characters will be added in the future hehehe

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# mew's notes :

kageyama only made a twitter cus he saw hinata using it

yachi LOVES to tweet about anything and everything

yes, i will be adding to this in the future!

[ador3rin]

you happily navigated life as a wallflower, never once craving the spotlight nor the attention it would undoubtedly bring. of course, the universe always has other plans.

tags : suna rintarō x f!reader, slight kageyama x f!reader, smau + written parts, swearing, highschool au, strangers to lovers, slight angst, slow burn, toxic friends, mutual pining + one sided pining, miscommunication

cw : slight emotional manipulation, photos will be used for visual purposes

status : ongoing | taglist : closed

meet the cast!

the leads | the supporting crew | new faces

act one

₊˚ෆ you've got a new follower!

₊˚ෆ it's my treat!

₊˚ෆ karashitno

₊˚ෆ you look like shit

₊˚ෆ wanna listen to music?

act two

₊˚ෆ in my nonchalant era

₊˚ෆ karasuno's #9

₊˚ෆ lover's quarrel

₊˚ෆ pretty girl

₊˚ෆ guess who

act three

₊˚ෆ wired earphones

₊˚ෆ wait for me?