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todorokis-girl · 7 days ago

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Friday nights and Volleyball - Reader x Iwazumi (Part 1)

Y/N thought her Friday night would be a peaceful soak in the tub, a glass of wine, and George Michael crooning in the background. Instead, a call from Suna drags her to the training center to referee the chaos of the Olympic volleyball team. Between old high school connections, ex-boyfriends, and Iwaizumi's pointed questions about her social life, Y/N wonders if she signed up to manage a team or a soap opera.

Masterlist

Time can never mend The careless whispers of a good friend To the heart and mind, ignorance is kind There's no comfort in the truth, pain is all you'll find

The sultry saxophone blended with George Michael’s honeyed voice, filling the bathroom with a tragically romantic ambiance that was hilariously at odds with Y/N’s current predicament. Candles flickered in defiance of the bathroom’s harsh overhead lighting, their scent of lavender and vanilla doing its best to soothe her nerves. She sunk deeper into the clawfoot tub, the warm water lapping at her collarbones like a silent reassurance.

The phone balanced precariously on the edge of the tub, notifications lighting up every few minutes with reminders of things she’d sworn she’d handle tomorrow. A half-full glass of red wine rested nearby, its rich color glowing warmly in the candlelight as Y/N let the music and the wine dull the tension from her long day.

She hummed along to the words, her eyes drifting closed.

To the heart and mind, ignorance is kind There's no comfort in the truth, pain is all you'll find

“God, that’s too real,” she muttered, lifting her glass in a mock toast to no one. This was supposed to be her night off—a rare moment to pamper herself in peace. She’d worked hard to earn it too. As the promoter for the Olympic volleyball team, her days were packed with coordinating events, managing sponsorships, and ensuring the public adored the players just as much as she did.

Players who, incidentally, included some of her former classmates. The irony of it all wasn’t lost on her.

Just as she leaned back, the phone buzzed with a vengeance, its vibration enough to send it teetering dangerously close to the water. She scrambled to grab it, nearly upsetting her wine in the process. Her irritation fizzled when she saw the name flashing across the screen: Rintarō Suna.

She groaned dramatically, already knowing this wouldn’t be good. “Of course it’s you,” she muttered under her breath, before swiping to answer.

“Hello?” she said, trying to sound composed despite the fact she was naked, wet, and decidedly not in the mood for whatever Suna was about to say.

“Y/N.” His voice was calm as ever, carrying that lazy drawl she remembered from high school, but there was an edge to it that made her sit up straighter. “We need you to come to the gym. Now.”

Y/N blinked, glancing at the clock on the wall. “Suna, it’s almost ten. At night. Whatever it is, can’t it wait until morning?”

“Nope.” She could practically hear the smirk in his tone. “It’s an emergency. And by emergency, I mean Bokuto and Kuroo are about two seconds away from calling a press conference to show off their dance moves, and Iwaizumi’s ready to strangle them.”

She pinched the bridge of her nose. “You’re telling me this now?”

“You’re the promoter. It’s literally your job to stop them from embarrassing us on a national level.”

Y/N let out a dramatic sigh, sinking back into the water for one last moment of serenity. “Fine. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

As she ended the call and reluctantly stepped out of the tub, she muttered under her breath, “Careless whispers? More like careless volleyball players.”

Maybe George Michael was onto something after all.

Y/N wrapped herself in a plush towel, half-heartedly glaring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Her hair clung to her damp skin, and she made no move to fix it, knowing she didn’t have the time. Still, she allowed herself a moment to lament.

“This is my life,” she said to no one in particular, jabbing at her reflection like it was somehow at fault. “It’s Friday night, I’m soaking in a bath, drinking wine, and this is the emergency I get dragged into?”

The muffled notes of Careless Whisper still played in the background, and Y/N couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. “God, George, you’re killing me.”

She tugged on a sweatshirt and a pair of leggings, shoving her feet into sneakers as she grabbed her bag and keys. Her wine sat forgotten on the bathroom counter, the flickering candlelight casting it in a romantic glow she couldn’t care less about right now.

The drive to the training center was blessedly quiet, save for the playlist she didn’t bother changing. The saxophone crooned in the background, almost mocking her.

And I'm never gonna dance again Guilty feet have got no rhythm

Y/N let out a humorless laugh as she pulled into the lot. “Yeah, George, I’m definitely not dancing tonight. I’m babysitting grown men.”

When she pushed through the gym doors, she was met with chaos. Kuroo and Bokuto were indeed in the center of the court, attempting what could only be described as some unholy mix of a tango and freestyle hip-hop. Bokuto, shirtless for reasons unknown, was yelling something about “expressing his soul,” while Kuroo twirled dramatically.

Iwaizumi stood at the sidelines, arms crossed and jaw set. His irritation was palpable, even from a distance. He turned when he saw her, relief flashing across his features.

“Finally,” he muttered as she approached. “Can you do something about this before I lose it?”

Y/N raised a brow, taking in the scene. “What, you don’t think this’ll go over well with sponsors?”

“Y/N,” Iwaizumi said, his voice tight, “if you don’t stop this, I’m letting Bokuto get his hands on your phone and post this to your account.”

She gasped, clutching her bag like it was a shield. “You wouldn’t dare.”

His gaze was unwavering. “Try me.”

Rolling her eyes, Y/N stepped onto the court and clapped her hands together. “Okay, boys, show’s over! If you’ve got enough energy to dance, you’ve got enough energy to hit the weights or run drills.”

Bokuto froze mid-spin, his arms wide. “But Y/N! We were just getting started!”

“I know,” she said with a tight smile. “That’s why it’s time to stop.”

Kuroo, ever the instigator, slung an arm around Bokuto’s shoulders. “Don’t listen to her, Bo. She’s just jealous she wasn’t here to see the full performance.”

Y/N leveled him with a look. “Kuroo, if you post any of this, I will personally make sure you’re the face of every embarrassing meme on the internet.”

He raised his hands in mock surrender, his grin unrepentant. “Message received.”

Satisfied, Y/N turned back to Iwaizumi, who was watching the exchange with a mixture of amusement and exhaustion. “Crisis averted,” she declared.

“For now,” he said. “But we’ve got another hour of practice, and I wouldn’t put it past them to try something else.”

Y/N sighed, already dreading the long night ahead. “Guess I’m sticking around, then.”

As she moved to sit on the bench, she caught Iwaizumi’s gaze lingering on her, his expression softening ever so slightly. “Thanks for coming,” he said, his voice quieter now.

She shrugged, a small smile tugging at her lips. “What can I say? Someone’s gotta keep you guys in line.”

If she noticed the faint pink dusting his cheeks as he turned away, she didn’t mention it. But the warmth spreading through her chest? That was hard to ignore.

Iwaizumi leaned against the bench beside her, arms crossed over his chest as he cast her a sidelong glance. His tone was casual, but his words hit like a well-aimed spike. “You know, it’s Friday night. Shouldn’t you be out with friends or something? You know, not here babysitting a bunch of idiots?”

Y/N let out a laugh, though it came with a sharp edge of bitterness. “Friends? I haven’t had those in years. Not since I got assigned to this team, anyway.”

His brow furrowed, his tone softening slightly. “What are you talking about? You’re one of the most social people I know.”

She gestured around the gym, a wry smile tugging at her lips. “Exactly. My ‘social life’ is right here. Some of my closest friends are on this team—and I use the term friends loosely, considering they’ve roped me into this circus act tonight.” She shot a mock glare at Kuroo and Bokuto, who were still whispering conspiratorially on the other side of the court.

Iwaizumi’s frown deepened. “That’s... kind of sad.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” she said, voice dripping with sarcasm as she leaned back against the bench. “It gets better. Did you know one of those so-called friends is my ex?”

At that, Iwaizumi blinked, clearly caught off guard. “Wait. What?”

She pointed across the gym at Suna, who was now casually leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone like he had nothing to do with the chaos. “That one. Rintarō Suna. Ex-boyfriend extraordinaire.”

Iwaizumi’s head snapped toward Suna, then back to Y/N. His expression was a mix of disbelief and... something else she couldn’t quite place. “You’re joking.”

“I wish,” she said with a laugh, though her tone held a note of sincerity. “It was a long time ago. High school, when I was still managing the Inarizaki team. Don’t worry—it wasn’t some big, dramatic breakup or anything. Just a classic case of ‘this isn’t working.’”

“Still,” he said, glancing at Suna again like he was seeing him in an entirely new light. “That’s... unexpected.”

Y/N shrugged, swirling the remnants of her wine in her mind. “Eh, it is what it is. He’s still the same Suna, though. Lazy, sarcastic, and somehow always exactly where he shouldn’t be.”

“Like here,” Iwaizumi muttered, his lips quirking into a faint smirk.

“Exactly,” she said, a genuine laugh escaping her this time. “But hey, he’s also one of the few people who hasn’t managed to completely drive me insane. So, I guess that counts for something.”

Iwaizumi studied her for a moment, his gaze softer now. “Still... I feel bad you’re stuck here with us. You deserve more than spending your Friday nights babysitting a bunch of idiots like us.”

She waved him off with a smile. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. You’re not all idiots. Just most of you.”

His smirk widened, but there was a flicker of something in his expression—a quiet admiration that he didn’t voice but couldn’t quite hide.

“And for the record,” Y/N added, her tone turning teasing as she stood, “I wouldn’t call it ‘stuck.’ I chose this job, knowing full well the circus act I was signing up for. You guys might be chaos incarnate, but you’re my chaos.”

Iwaizumi’s eyes lingered on her a moment longer than necessary, and he cleared his throat, straightening up. “Well, I guess we’re lucky to have you.”

“Damn right you are.” She winked at him before turning to yell at Kuroo and Bokuto, who were dangerously close to trying another “routine.”

As she walked away, Iwaizumi couldn’t help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, there was more to her presence here than dedication to the job—or an inability to say no to her old teammates.

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blucassiopeia · 2 years ago

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Thunder and Lightning

"A prelude spin-off for an upcoming fic"

warnings: afab!reader, long courtship, fluff, goal-driven individual, 9.2k LONG

A Kageyama Tobio x reader oneshot

a/n: inspired by this

“‘You ever think about us?” He asks me after a night out. We were sitting on my porch, waiting for his cab.

“Of course I do. I think a lot about how timing really is everything. We had the chemistry, we had the love. We had the whole universe; except for that one little detail; we weren’t ready for each other.”

We look at each other for the first time in years; and just like back then, there is so much love in our glance. And yet, somehow the timing is still not right. And it seems this is how it will always be for the two of us — just like thunder and lightning — our timing will always be a little off.” — CCZ

It was raining on a March afternoon and the end of the school year is nearing; and you're still here, listening to your english lit teacher reading a literature she likes the class to make an essay out. You can't help but sigh as you rest your chin in your hand, staring out to the rain as it pours outside the building.

The english lit will be the last class before homeroom and you can't wait to have the day dismissed to be in that place again, like yesterday, like the years before. Karasuno High just doesn't have that sport and the venue so you still have to travel 15 mins to Sendai, so...

You heard her giggle beside you and she poked your arm. "Let's go out during homeroom, Y/n. Our adviser's in a meeting with the others anyway."

You hummed and slouched on your chair, sighing more than usual. The day feels a little off for you, like a pending hurricane about to happen, if the rain outside isn't it.

"Just let him do his thing, Ran. Don't meddle."

"But, Keii~"

You heard a raspy chuckle at your back and you tried to ignore it. You don't even have the energy to butt in, wondering what's wrong with you. You feel your brows furrowing at the confusion.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the current class and you had closed your eyes in relief. You quickly got up and turned to your bestfriendーwell, you don't know if you are to her but she is to you. "Restroom."

She stared at you and nodded, smiling. She has a bunch of chocolates and plushies all over her desk and under, and you have too but not as much as hers. You smirked at the thought as you made your way to the floor's restroom. Ran's pretty famous in Karasuno, much more outside of school because of her achievements, skills and reputation. Her boyfriend's(?) nice, you met him once. And she's too dense for the others on her big circle of friends.

You shook your head then you wash your face in the sink, and as soon as you are through, you went back to your room to rest your seem-heavy body. Well, tried.

"Y/n! Can you be my girlfriend?"

That line shook the hell out of you, much like the thunder outside, but more thunderous when the boy, still bowing in front of you, small bouquet of flowers in hand, is in your room with all your classmates staring at the scene. You tried to open your mouth, to say something but no words were pulled from your tongue. Your eyes darted to the amber-eyed boy that's already grinning, eyes not on you, poking on Ran's shoulders that's grinding her teeth, seated on a chair behind the boy.

"Can I court you, you idiot! I told you!"

Your eyes returned to the dark-haired boy, ignoring Ran's comment and stammered a "DoーHa-Who are you? Do I know you?", still in shock. Yeah, there are chocolates and some other stuffs under your desk but no one dared to ask you out like this.

The golden haired boyーKeiーstiffled a laugh to which Ran slapped his shoulder so hard Kei got knocked to the side, to the boy beside him.

"No. Umー"

After he placed the bouquet on Ran's desk, which was behind him, he walked out to the door, head still low, to where an orange-haired boy was waiting for him, jaw dropped and wide-eyed. You recognized him instantly, how could you not? He's Hinata Shoyo of the volleyball team. Your wide-eyes turned to Ran who has her jaw already dropped at you, too. Laughs soon resounded through your classroom and you felt your cheeks burned as you saw him laugh too.

"God, it's bad to laugh but, seriously Y/n? Who are you? Do I know you?" And he laughed again, and your cheeks can't get any redder.

"Shut it, Tadashi!" Ran snapped at him and you feel your world swirled. "Oh my God, Y/n. You don't know Kageyama Tobio? Really now? Andーughh oh my goood!" She covered her face with her hands and exasperatedly ran it to her hair.

"Hey! What Tadashi huh? That's Guchi-guchi for you."

Huh? Kageyama Tobio? The star-setter of the prefecture? Ran'sーyou don't really know much about her friends and team except Shoyo, Kei and the other oneーfriend? Why would he be in your classroom and ask that question to you? You gripped the nearby chair as your world really swirled.

"ーKei. She knows him. She was just maybe shocked? I don't know."

"Somehow feel bad for Ou-sama butー"

His laughs with Kei's woke the rest of your senses. You were blinded by the light but it was immediately shadowed by three poking heads. You groaned as you felt your hot breaths, you can even feel your ears and eyes burning too. You blinked twice as your vision adjusted, tears forming in the corners of your eyes due to the burning feeling.

"A boy you didn't know surely had a fever effect on you, Y/n. I wish I had that effect on Yachi-san too."

"Wanna do it like Ou-sama?"

"No, no. I'll do it much better."

"Get out. Both of you."

Kei and Tadashi mumbled through their breaths, pouting and blaming each other as they got up and really went out of the clinic to go on with their topic.

"So noisy." Ran mumbled as she ghosted a hand on your forehead. Your lips curled up slightly at the gesture. "You're still hot. I used your phone earlier, texted your brother to get you. 39°C Y/n, can't believe you really went to school like this."

You smiled at her. "No fever this morning. Maybe because of the cold rain." And you were surprised your voice got hoarse. You swallowed hard and felt a pain in your throat, eyes squinting at the feeling.

Liar. You stayed up there all night until your legs hurt because you can't sleep. That's why you're burning up right now.

"Is she okay?"

You heard a new but familiar voice out of ajared door of the clinic. It's that same boy from before you fainted. You chewed your cheeks, remembering what'd happened.

"The girl that doesn't know you is already awake, Tobio."

"Don't tease Ou-sama like that. Should be hardーHey! Where are you going?"

Ran quickly got up on her seat and peeked at the door. You could see her glaring at Kei and Tadashi through the slight gap of the curtain from your bed. The duo behind the door went silent by it.

"Go ahead to the practice when homeroom's over. I'll wait for Y/n's brother." She went back to your side and sat at her chair while dialing in her phone. "You're still dizzy, Y/n?"

You shook your head and smiled.

"Tobio, can you please please gather Y/n's things and bring it here in the clinic?ーAh, no butsーYes, Tobio. Let the two idiots help you if you can't do it alone.ーYes. Bye."

She sighed and looked at you, her smile felt tired. "Don't know what to feel, really. But we'll talk after your fever's gone, okay?"

You nodded and suddenly felt drowsy all of a sudden through her silent hums and peaceful atmosphere, with the still calming rain outside. Can't practice today, huh. You're dumb, Y/n.

Embarassing.

You're embarassing, Kageyama Tobio!

If people hasn't seen a much grumpier Tobio, then they would see it now as he trots through the halls to your classroom, Class 2-4. Still irritated about Kei and Tadashi's teasing, and Ran's favor that includes your things. Wait, scratch the latter, it's not irritating if it includes you.

He noticed Shoyo came out of his room to peek on him, and he hated how his eyes linger on him. Tobio glared at him as he passes but Shoyo ignored it and followed him to your classroom anyway.

And Tobio ignored the wide eyes, snickers and murmurs when he entered your room, went straight to your desk and plop on your chair scanning your things before carefully organizing your things into your cute bag. It was not long when the two idiots Ran mentioned came back from the clinic, brows up in his figure, and seating back to their respective chairs just behind your desk and Ran's.

"She has gifts too, under."

"Help me." He growled at Tadashi who just grinned at him, still feeling the aftershock of the embarassment an hour ago, but it was not long too when Tadashi decided to help. Because there were really many small ones, compared to Ran's big packs of chocolates.

Tobio noticed Shoyo hovering, watching, keeping an eye at the chocolates and on Tobio, pale orange brows furrowed and lips upturning to a pout. "She rejected you."

The two idiots didn't really tried hard to suppress their laughs, much to his dismay, but he just ignored them and continued on picking up the chocolates. Until he found a box with a familiar name on it.

It was a box of chocolates from a boy in his class. His face soured at the sight of strawberry and cream colored chocolates under the transparent film and tossed the box to Kei's desk. "Snack." And the three guffawed, immediately dividing the chocolates inside to four.

Tobio kept inspecting your chocolates, tossing the ones from the senders that he knew to Kei's desk like the first one. And he stopped at one in a little pouch, read the tag and snapped his scalding eyes to Tadashi who immediately raised his hands in surrender.

"Obligatory! Got a same one for Ran and Yachi-san too! Look! The same rose colored pouch!" Tobio readily ignored him and tossed the pouch to Kei's desk while Shoyo rummaged in Ran's chocolates too.

"Hey! Put that back in her pile!"

The three went as noisy as they get while sorting your chocolates, leaving Kei in an immeasurable agony in the wake of his realization that he forgot his headphones. "I hate White Day."

Your classmates stared at the scene at the back of their classroom, enjoying the way Tobio didn't deny them the showcase of his possessiveness in terms of who must give you chocolates. And he thinks you might hate him after this but he pleads in his mind that you'll be patient with him for he doesn't know how to act when it comes to youーhis first romantic feeling. He shall maybe ask Ran for advice on how to act, which he already did and obviously failed but it's all on his incompetence, or an advice from his sister Miwa. He closed his eyes as he pictures her sister's grinning and teasing.

"What. Are you four. FUCKING. Doing?"

Tobio saw Ran entered the room and immediately was seething when she assessed the situation, saw the pile of chocolates in Kei's desk, and on a plastic bag dangling in the side of your desk, and on Shoyo who was already munching out of a box of chocolates in Kei's desk, Tadashi in mid-pick from it, too.

Tobio pouted as he turned his head away from her eyes and immediately gathered the rest of your chocolates and stuffed it all in the plastic bag he pulled from one of your classmate for your chocolates. And with the flowers he bought for you, he stood and left with your things in his arms.

When he reached the clinic's door, the little flowers he purposely picked wrapped in delicate rose gold wrapping paper shake and it was a while when he realized it was his hand that's shaking. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, creasing the paper more in his hold. Then he opened the door.

There are a few moments that left Tobio scared and running, or extensive fear that'll leave him dead, that'll make him wish he's dead. Being abandoned by his teammates, being left out, or Ran, Oikawa, or the both of them.. and Atsumu, too. But Ran's the scariest of the people out there, or maybe his sister when he'll leave his dirty dishes in the sink. Orー

This.

He thought you were still sleeping. He thought he was gonna just drop your things beside your sleeping figure, and maybe revel at your sleeping face a few seconds to engrave in his mind for the days to come, and then leave silently. He thought gravely wrong.

Your attention turned to him, cutting off the conversation you had with your brother at the sudden sound of the clinic's door opening. Tobio's knees was buckling when you met his dark blue eyes, and he somehow melted on the spot.

"Yes?"

And Tobio's eyes fell on a boy older than him, might already a college student ,he thought. Tobio was sensing a protective stance from the older boy as he glides in the room achingly slow and guard up like a prey carefully prancing to a predator's cave praying to go unnoticed and unscathed.

"My things!" In Tobio's peripherals, you attempted to jump out of bed but the boy beside you held you down in the bed. He fought the desire to look at your pale face and settled your things down carefully to an empty chair near your bed, his flowers on top of the pile.

He shuddered when he remembered what you'd said barely two hours ago, and he wanted to leave right now and he would. Tobio's bow was rushed and his feet was shuffling fast, covering the distance of your bed to the door when you suddenly called out a "Thank you, Kageyama!"

His shuffling momentum was hard to resist as he closed the door and took a few steps more before he registered what you just called him out for. He was left confused as he hastily made his way back to his own room, your words, your voice that he swears was like a siren calling onto him replaying in his mind like his GC ringtone. And he slowed down, relaxing his pace and a soft smile plastered in his face.

And the rest of the classroomsーinfested with his sheepish admirersーhe passed didn't let that sight pass by, and bet that they knew what happened in your classroom, an incident that got them bitter with you and of how you responded to their King. Yet no one will dare touch you as the days went by, afraid of the consequences of their pathetic bullying.

But you did mind Tobio's actions because one, your newfound haters would stare at your every move, much when you're alone. You wanted to confront them but it might ignite something that shouldn't, so you let them.

Two, the note Tobio left with his irises are bugging you til you fall asleep, for nights.

swearing 'am not a stalker but seeing you gliding thru ice with confidence gives warmth in me to strive harder in mine too. irises for you, my confidence.

You scoffed firsthand, thinking What confidence? He even walked out on me.; thinking about how did he knew about your sport. You were sure you were secretive because you didn't want to announce to the world what you're doing, and letting others see you compete and then, failing in front of their eyes. You don't like that. But the second time you stared and really look at the irises, it somehow gave you the same thing Tobio thought you gave him. And his penmanship somehowーdon't judge Y/n.

Third was this. Tadashi courting Hitoka and immediately getting a yes from her. If it happened a month before receiving the irises, you might already be crying your heart out to sleep. Strange. It wasn't as painful as you imagined it would be. Your unrequited feelings for Tadashi of a year was somehow wavering without you noticing. And it gave you confidence to talk to him eye to eye now, brave that he won't see anything other than genuine happiness for him and his girlfriend.

And fourth, you didn't hear from Tobio since that day. Sure, you dwell on the same floor, on the same building, and on the same school but no news of him, even at the slightest sighting. And you were curious why. You're sure he's thinking he was rejected, because that was what Ran told you when she talked to you about that as soon as your fever's gone. Shoyo reportedly assumed you rejected Tobio, and the whole Karasuno population was thinking that was it.

But no. God no.

You were clearly misunderstood, but no crying on spilled milk right now. You'd let the others think what they want to think. What bothers you is what Tobio might think of you.

"You're strange. But don't worry, he's okay with everything you can give him, Y/n. And he didn't gave up on you. Spoken directly from his mouth. Though, he's really really busy right now."

Ran was talking in a moderate tone, ignoring the fact that Kei and Tadashi might be listening to them even if they had their own conversation on your backs. And she winked at you.

"You're interested with Tobio now huh?"

You scoffed and sat against your chair properly. "No." But Ran didn't buy that answer as the events after that Friday held evidence.

Hyacinths with a bit of white tulips graced your desk as you came up that Monday and it smelled so sweet, it calmed your weary bones from the kind of practice you had that weekend. Your classmates present at that minute were already teasing you with Tobio and you just had to shake your head in hopes that they will stop with the teasing.

forgive me. i don't want to hover around and pressure you, impose myself to you. love watching you from afar doing things you love. still uncertain about what you think of this, and i care about that, but i'm not gonna give up on you. that, i assure you, my hyacinth.

"Ah, Y/n-san." Ashen colored hair peeked from the door and you remembered him from one of the boys that lingered with Ran last school year. You don't know his name, but his trademark hair had made you remember who he is, well, who was he. You pursed your lips thinking you don't have a clue on what was his name.

The boy bowed to your classmates in excuse and made his way to you, carrying a messily gift-wrapped box. He handed it to you, grinning. "He said you'll need it so use it."

"Huh? Whー"

"Just take it, Y/n-san. Please." He nudged the box on you when you pushed it slightly back to him. "They'll be late. Ran-san's scary today."

"Okay." You trailed your fingers to the flowery designed wrapper as you placed it on your desk. "What's your name?"

"Yokiro-des!"

You nodded, "Yokiro-kun, tell Kageyama-kun that I appreciate this, but he need not do this.." You trailed in your last phrase, which saddened the boy's face.

"Y/n-san, Kageyama-san's really smiling lately, and out of nowhere. He's also more focused on volleyball, heard him and Ran-san talking about working him off to get picked on World Youth camp this year."

Why was the kid telling you all this? You were maybe too confused that it reflected on your face to which he chuckled as more of your classmates piled into the room, eyeing you both.

"What I am saying is that, he's more motivated now because of you, and we are liking that change. Though, Suga-san said not to pressure you.. but please Y/n-san.. let him do these things to you." And he bowed in front of you, shocking you. You immediately held his shoulders to stop him from bowing, and he did, smiling as he straightened up his back.

"Kageyama-san's a good man, Y/n-san."

Tobio sneezed and sneezed as he went on setting for Shoyo for the spike-receive drill Ran had made them practice, Tadashi and Kei on the other side receiving.

"Are we not done yet?" Shoyo whispered to Tobio as Ran ranted out to Tadashi and Kei again.

But Tobio's attention wasn't with him, nor on Ran, nor anyone in the court. It was on the other side of the building, on a girl talking to his kouhai who he asked to give the gift.

"And you! Tobio! Why are your fingers bloody? It's smudging on their arms and hands!" Shoyo just noticed his hands and irked out, getting his towel and wiped his blood-smudged hands.

Tobio sighed and looked at Ran, "Can we go now? I can't fail any subjects this summer."

Ran scowled at him and walked out from the court. He sighed again and went for his tumbler in the side of the court.

"Thank you, Ou-sama."

"Oy! Ran! Your shoes!"

"I HATE YOU!"

In normal days, Tobio might've let Ran drag on with her vents about her boyfriend but not now. He's gonna be late for Math and he can't always take Tadashi to tutor him for that, after he knew what was he to you accidentally. Ran somehow mentioned it, just the surface of it, never intentional to spill it to him, but it's all the same.

And he's trying so so hard not to hold that up on Tadashi, his friend obviously was oblivious of you having a crush on him, he almost thinks that the trio is as dense as they can be.

The whole month after that courting incident was intense for him. He rashly told Ran to give him doubles of what she can give to him, making his academics also a priority, too. And the weekends were with Miwa, learning how to knit, or with his Eita-san and his guitar, or secretly with you, watching your routines.

The latter was his calm through his stormy month, and it will be through the times to come. And the thought of you will always be with him, even during the time when he was really picked for World Youth. The Karasuno team was overjoyed of that feat, and you are, too, when Ran relayed to you the news. I mean, that's World Youth, whoa great feat, you thought.

"Tell him I'm proud of him, Ran. Okay?"

You heard a collective teasing hum at your backs and you smacked Tadashi's thigh that was just behind you. They were teasing more through the month after the hyacinths, their other volleyball kouhais are in it too whenever they have the chance, him in a distance watching with his blueberry eyes. And you wanted to let him know that you loved the rose colored earmuff and a dark blue scarf with your messily knitted name in white. use it whenever you skate, hoping this is not imposition. just want to keep you warm, cant get you fevers now. you have to continue practicing. i believe in you.

"Where's the World Youth now? Still in Poland?" Tadashi asked through the lunch one day after Tobio's camp started. You, fourー well six because Shoyo and Hitoka are here too in Tobio's absenceー were sharing tables to have lunch together.

"Tobio said it's Norway this year, and two weeks. Good thing he doesn't have failed subjects this year." Ran sighed in relief and quirked a brow on you, and winked making Hitoka chuckle in your side. "He did good Y/n."

You unconsciously nod and smiled as you ate and Shoyo snickered, earning your attention. In that swift moment, he immediately put down his phone and went on eating, and Kei noticed that.

"Do that again with me, Hinata."

"You only want to stimulate him, Kei."

"That's the point, Ran." Kei grinned and reached out for your hand across the table. "Exchange seats with her, Tadashi-kun. Can't slip this chance to torture his simpleton head." He murmured low that made you blush, much more when Tadashi snickered and abide to Kei's schemes, transferring your bento on Kei's side.

Your brows knitted when Kei wrapped his arm around your waist as soon as you took your seat, "Just for a picture Y/n. This will turn out good, I promise." He whispered in your ear, breathy and you glanced at Shoyo grinning, taking pictures of you and Kei.

"Don't want him to feel insecure." You mumbled back at him that froze him in his seat, stared at you in awe. The others with you can't make out what you said, but Kei did, he was so close how could he not hear you. Kei cleared his throat and took his hand away from you, leaned away in silent apology.

"Don't send that, Hinata."

"But I already sent it at the GC."

You pursed your lips as they synched movement, pulling out their phones. You wanted to lean on Kei to take a look but it's inappropriate for you after what you've said, but he sensed you wanted to know what's happening and did the unthinkable.

They guffawed amidst the incessant dings went on from their phones, and a soft ding from yours, and it went on. You pulled your phone while your eyes are on them watching you fish out your phone.

☆ VOLLEYBALL IDIOTS - MAIN ☆

OWL | Akinori

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! @Tobio Kageyama

CAT | Mori

That's fast unlike @Tobio Kageyama

DT | Mai

What the hell, Kei! That's foul!

JZJ | Yuuji

@Tobio Kageyama

FOX | Tsumu

Invite her to the Okinawa trip next week!

We'll have more fun without Tobio!

CRW | Koushi

@Kei Tsukishima! 😤

CRW | Ryuunosuke

WHAT THE HELL! THE BRO CODE @Kei Tsukishima!

OWL | Yukippe

LMAO! @Tobio Kageyama my condolences

ITC | Motoya

Oh ho ho ho @Tobio Kageyama

SJ | Hajime

Not good Kei but LMAO

@Tooru Oikawa @Tobio Kageyama

CAT | Tetsu

🤦‍♂️

FOX | Samu

Hey! Stop teasing them!

@Tobio Kageyama

FOX | Rintaro

LOL! @Tobio Kageyama say something! Stop with the seen!

*attaches 6 pictures*

Kei Tsukishima added you in the group chat

Kei Tsukishima changed your nickname to TOBIO'S Y/N

CRW | Tobio

Just woke up and this happens

Tobio Kageyama kicked Kei Tsukishima in the group chat

Shinsuke Kita added Kei Tsukishima in the group chat

Kei Tsukishima kicked Tobio Kageyama in the group chat

Keiji Akaashi added Tobio Kageyama in the group chat

OWL | Keiji

Stop it. You two. Have shame on Y/n-san. SMH.

CRW | Tobio

Good noon there in Japan, Y/n. Hope you're having a nice lunch. 🥰

I'm sorry for the commotion.

You can leave if you don't like it here. I'm sorry.

CAT | Lev

Why are you calm here but so angry in the other GC, Tobio?

CAT | Sou

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

CRW | Tadashi

LEV!

STZ | Eita

LOL! 😆

FOX | Rintaro

I swear I don't know him

TOBIO'S Y/N

It's okay @Tobio. I'll be staying if y'all dont mind. Feel free to kick me anytime. And good morning! Have your stretches and breakfast.

And that was Kei's idea. I'm sorry.

CRW | Ran

First interaction through phone 👀

CRW | Yuu

👀

SJ | Akira

👀

JZJ | Hana

👀

OWL | Kaori

👀

STZ | Taichi

@Morisuke Yaku, tea!

CAT | Mori

🍵

CRW | Tobio

Okay, then stay 🥰 I hope you wont mind them being noisy.

FOX | Aran

Contrasting from GC to GC, I see.

TOBIO'S Y/N

Be yourself guys. Please don't mind me.

Happy to meet you all. 😊

You heard Kei and Tadashi laughed at their phones, typing away but nothing from them came up to the GC. You quickly considered what was said that there's really another GC where Tobio went amok. You smiled and patted Kei's shoulder before continuing your lunch, and Shoyo captured that again, sending it to the GC where Tobio's cursing Kei out and about. The agony of Tobio being halfway across the world is unsurmountable, he wanna strangle Kei like hell.

And you were really invited to the week-long Okinawa summer trip happening that weekend, but you had to decline. First, you're busy with the practice and the national competition you're preparing for is four months away, you have to focus. And second, it's kinda off thinking that Tobio is out of the country and doing everything he can to improve himself and you are just gonna go with his friends and laze out from practice. If he's working hard, you'll have to work hard too.

You shook your head at the thought as you untie your boots and blades and change to your slip-ons, keeping the skating footwear in your reserved locker in Sendai Ice Rink. It's already 7:33pm and you're hungry as hell, should go home directly, but the skies had plans.

"Y/n, someone asked me to give these to you." The friendly guard handed you a bouquet of red carnations, a box of pizza and is this chicken?, and an umbrella. Your eyes widened at the sight of it. You knew who was it from, you don't have to ask. He came home already.

"Where's he?"

As you were running, you're aware that the skies are having lightning shows and distant thunders are audible. It might rain soon. But you held the umbrella on one hand, the foods on your other, bouquet tucked into the plastic, bag with your tumbler, polaroid and towels not so heavy on your back.

missed your voice. missed how you seem to dance in my eyes. missed how your eyes glitter everytime i sneak a glance on you. missed you. so much. sorry for being away without saying a proper bye. wont do it again. hope red carnations can express enough the longing I have to see you.

For the past two weeks, you were left wondering about how you feel about Tobio after Kei said to sort out your feelings and work around it. You were left wondering how will you react if ever he's in front of you, standing, staring back at you even if he's got nothing to say; wondering how will you feel when he spills his heart for you just a little, face to face, again. How would you feel right now. How these months changed your perception of him, how he evolved in your eyes.

You have to see him, right now.

Heavy drops of rain came while you're halfway to the bus stop, huffing, catching your breaths, you opened the umbrella and went on running, wishing for Tobio to still be there. He still has to be there.

And you're thankful that the gods had answered your prayers, because in a distance, you can see Tobio's standing figure under the bus stop's shed, enjoying the rain in his fingertips, luggage just beside him. And he looked captivating. You stopped running and walked slowly as cars from the exit of the parking lot of the ice rink went by. Your eyes are still training on Tobio, basking his pouting side-profile to which you scoffed.

And he may have heard you scoffing through the sound of the rain and thunder because he had turned his head to you in surprise, as cars still pass by in front of you, his blueberry eyes still as deep and inquisitive. You can feel the hairs on the back of your neck rising at the seem-familiar but unknown feeling you can't deny you have been feeling when he's around you like this. This is some sort of a confirmation is it? You smiled at the thought as you watched the cars pass and to him.

He has many instances to which you make his heart skip a beat, and this was his worst one. He can feel that his heart did skip a beat, his throat constricting, eyes maybe watering, breathing heavy and raspy, hands all clammy and sweaty on the handle of his luggage, and wobbly legs. He can feel it to his bone, that he missed you. And you're standing just a few meters away from him, cars passing between the two of you, his umbrella in your hand, the food he ordered and the bouquet on the other. Your hair's all messed up and your breaths ragged, he thought maybe you ran all the way here to catch up to him and it made his heart swell a bit more.

He huffed as he composed himself, Eita, Tooru and Hajime's words kept ringing in his ears: Breathe in and breathe out. Don't scare her away, Tobio. Be clear and straightforward on your intentions, no sugarcoating. But don't give up even if things go wrong, it'll be alright.

Tobio watches you as you glanced up to the cars and back to him, a small smile plastered on your face, to which he feels all giddy. He's too whipped for you.

As soon as the cars were gone, you made your way to Tobio's space and shot a playful quirk on your brows that left him stunned.

"Okaeri, Kageyama."

You saw him steady his breath and huffed, smiling, which surprised you. "Tadaima, Y/n."

You smiled back as you walk past him to the bench of the bus stop. "Let's eat these together." You sat and tap the space beside you and Tobio made his way there and sat, all nervous.

"It's for you. I-I can't eatー"

"C'monー" You placed the pizza and chicken between the two of you, the flowers and your bag atop his luggage. "ーI'm hungry but I can't finish these all."

He squeaked an "Okay." to which you laughed lightly, biting your lip to control the laughter when you saw his face contorted in realization that his voice failed him.

"Don't be so nervous. Won't bite." You winked at him as you got a piece of pizza and offered it to him. "Eat." Pouting, he bowed his head and took the pizza slice you offered.

"Can't believe you went straight here from the airport." You took your own slice and ate, eyeing his luggage. "What time did you arrive?"

Swallowing his bite, he turned to you, "Arrived at Haneda by 3:30pm, then here by 5:45? Bought these at the station."

You offered another slice to him, eyes drifting to the flowers as he took the slice. "You should've went straight home and waited for Monday to see me." Lightning flashed through the skies as you spoke. "You should've went for a proper dinner with your family as you've been away for two weeー"

"I wanna see you immediately after I arrived here in Miyagi, Y/n, before I get to see everyone else."

You felt your heart hammering through the thunder and you can't help but smile. You put your hand down your thighs, with the slice in your hand, quivering breaths eliciting maybe from the soft winds, you wished it was from the winds.

"You know, Kageyamaー" You instinctly rubbed your knees with your free hand, head low as your voice. "You make me feel giddy."

You heard his soft hum at the end of the thunder, "You make me feel giddy, too."

The heavy rain failed to hide the soft tension between you and Kageyama. You stared at the highway where the cars and buses pass by through the growing minute of unspoken silence and soft breathy chuckles, the slice of pizza in your hand ignored for a while.

"I'm sorry Y/n." He said after the chuckles between the both of you curbed. "Am I going too fast? Am I pressuring you in some way?"

You smiled and hummed, shaking your head on his question, still can't manage an eye contact with him knowing it'll take your feelings a little bit higher and deeper.

"Not at all." You cleared your throat to spill the thoughts that have been messing with you through these months. "I should be the one to apologize. I spoke without thinking, might've offended you."

This time, Tobio was the one who shook his head and wide eyed, staring at you still head low and with a soft smile. "Y-you made me realize something, Y/n. That we should know each other more before getting to that stage. We still have our own individual goals to accomplish and I want us both to reach them beforeー"

Anxiousness was building up in his chest and the next words might've been a little louder, disturbing the peaceful sound of the heavy rain and thunder.

"If you really wanna be with me, Y/n. T-that's if you really wanna be with me." But it went breathy through the end, his voice wavering in embarassment and nervousness.

You were too stunned to speak for a few minutes, eating the slice to ease your nerves. And the anticipation for the worst gets the better of Tobio, his thighs were popping and you might've noticed it because you kicked his shoe gently and smiled at him, staring at his blueberry orbs under the light of the bus stop shed.

"I was really anxious of what you might've thought about what I blurted out of shock, of what you might've thought about me. And that, I might wanna pin more memories of you in my corkboard.. Kageyama Tobio."

You averted your eyes as you felt your heart throbbing on your throat, swallowing a large lump as you go. His blueberry eyes held storms, and you fought the feeling of being swallowed because you might like it there, too fast, too soon.

"And I like the thought of us reaching our own goals first, coz I might wanna date a world-class setter someday."

You heard him suck his breath harshfully and choke on the pizza he's eating. You fumbled fast on the side of your bag for your tumbler and handed it to him, to which he took immediately and drank from. You laughed when his choking calmed, wide eyes staring at you, lips opening and closing in attempts to speak out.

"Calm down, will you?" You spoke through your laughs, finishing the slice of pizza and taking a piece of chicken.

"I also wanna date a world-class figure skater someday, too!"

Your laughs went louder, Tobio can't get enough of the image you're showcasing in front of him right now. It's like a small rainbow amidst the brewing storm. He can't thank the people enough who were responsible of pushing him to confess to you. Without them, he might never got a chance to be here, witnessing the spectacle of your laughs that sounded more thunderous than thunder itself, shaking his whole being.

"Can we take a picture?" You asked while taking out your polaroid from the bag, setting the flowers on Tobio's lap who nodded sheepishly.

You took two pictures out from your polaroid and a ton out of your phone and his. Some of those were wacky, some just him eating, or you eating, or both of you eating. One with you holding the bouquet, one of him laughing because you told a joke before you hit the shutter and one of him trying his best to pry your fingers from your phone to which it resulted to a picture with your faces squished together for the whole frame,his face all scrunched up and you laughing.

"I'm saving this last one. This is exclusive." You took notice of his pouting face to which you laughed again. "I'm uploading one pic and I'll be tagging you cutie, is that okay?"

He nodded, pouting while eating his piece of chicken. "Just be ready to be bombarded with comments." He offered you a chicken piece. "Continue eating, the bus will come by in a few minutes."

You took a bite on the chicken he's holding out next to your mouth while your attention and hands are still on your phone and posting the picture. Welcome back, future world-class setter. Then you tucked your phone back in your bag and took the chicken from him and ate.

You continued casual talks with Tobio as you both ate and wait for the bus. Getting to know him from his perspective was actually better than how Ran and the others view of him. From his family, to how he started volleyball, up to how he begged for Ran to drag him to where he is right now, the star-setter of Miyagi next to that Oikawa Tooru that he had mentioned.

He was raw, and part of you wanted to be a part of that rawness.

And Tobio could feel the crows in his stomach whenever he asks you questions and you answer either with a giggle or a smile. He swears he tries to pay attention to your answers, and he did, but with the auditory memory of it being mixed with your giggles and smiles. He wanted to embed them all in his mind.

"Thank you, Y/n. For giving me a chance." Tobio blurted out as he takes the umbrella from your hand, kissing that hand tenderly and respectfully as the bus finally comes into view. He rubbed the back of your hand with his thumb, creating gentle circular strokes as to which you both stared at as the bus came to a halt.

You squeezed his hand and tugged lightly to make him follow you into the bus, glad your stop and his are just on one way, but that just means you have barely 15 minutes until you both will be dragged back to your priorities, your goals.

The bus was half empty when you both piled in. You sat by the window, hand still intertwined with his as he sat beside you. You both felt the drain from your athletic bodies as you leaned on his shoulder and his head on yours, the gentle hum of the running bus along the rain, the hushed murmurs of the passengers and Tobio's breaths giving you peace.

"Thank you for having the courage to ask me out, Kageyama. Now, I'm assuring you that I won't entertain anyone but you. I wanna make this work, because I'm starting to like you." You mumbled through your breaths, confident enough that he heard every single word you said, and he did because he chuckled and his next words will leave you fumbling and giddy all over again.

"Then stop calling me Kageyama, Y/n. You have to get used on Tobio or anything other than my last name because you'll be bearing that in the future, too."

You sucked your breath and froze, and he did too, maybe surprised at what he had said, both of you resembling deers in the headlights. You swallowed hard as you felt your face burn, entangling your hand that he held just to cover your face and leaned back on the seat, with a sound between a groan and a whimper.

"IーI'm sorry. Got ahead of myself. I'm sorry Y/n."

You peeked at him and he had his eyes shut close and he was mumbling incoherent phrases you can't understand, maybe cursing himself for what he had just said.

"I'm really curious as to why Shoyo said you're not good with your words, Tobio." You brushed the back of your hand with his to get his attention. "Don't worry." You cooed at him, smiling when he caught your gaze. "If things go well, we'll get there. Let's do task focus first, hm?"

"Can you promise that it'll be me when you reach the top, Y/n?" His voice was low as his head hung, laced with shame, pursing his lips, like he don't wanna utter those words. "I'm really pushing my luck, am I?"

"I can't promise.." You trailed and smiled at him, "But can I try my best and show you?"

His eyes were wide-eyed, and you grinned at the sight of it. Who else won't be surprised? Just four-five months ago, it was Tadashi, but now.. you have started falling for this man in front of you, and hard. The bus stop has witnessed the evolution of your feelings, and it's all thanks to Kei, and to anyone that brought Tobio to you.

The feeling isn't like with Tadashi, it's calm even when the surrounding elements were on rageーthe eye of the storm, a serene feeling. And you can't deny that you have the feeling that with Tobio, it's where you belong, all along. So you wanna do everything to make this right.

Now the challenge to the top is before you.

"I'll wait for you, even if it takes forever Y/n."

You smirked. "Why? Are you already on top, huh? You just represented Japan to the world, that doesn't mean you're at the top already."

"HEY!" His voice went louder, clearly offended and you just giggled at his scrunched up face that faltered at the sight of your laughing eyes. The passengers of the bus glanced up at both of you, embarassment momentarily creeped up your skins. Tobio immediately composed himself and huffed, turning away his face from you, chin up.

"The coach of Italy's Ali Roma was there in the World Camp and he said he'll recruit me and wait for me to take the offer. Poland's ZAKSA too." It was his turn to smirk at you, who has your jaw already dropped at what you just heard.

"Shut.. up.." You're still in the trance of shock. Italy and Poland are world-renowned in the world of volleyball, along with Argentina and Brazil, and Tobio was just invited to two of those countries. "Oh my God, Tobio."

He huffed and took your hand, "I planned to inform you after your national championships in November to reduce the pressure butー" His smile was soft now, blueberry irises staring at you. "I want you to be included in every decision I will make, even if it's still not appropriate in the state of our relationship now."

"I don't know what to feel. You're pressuring me but you're too sweet." Your voice was breathy as you leaned back to your seat, hand clasped hard at his. "But I won't give in on the pressure. Task focus."

He kissed your hand again and gave it a squeeze, somehow sending you your needed support. "You can do it, I know you can. I'll be right here, your number 1 supporter."

And you held onto what he said, onto all of his words as you pin your pictures with him in your corkboard along with the pictures of the bouquets he has given you.

Tobio was slumped on the hardwood floor of Fukurodani's volleyball court, eyes glued on his smartphone, with the rest of the teams on practice games on the courts. He came excusedーactually beggedーfor the games that late November afternoon as he watched you in his phone live from Niigata, on a national championship participated by the whole country. He asked to be with you in your competition but you vehemently declined, reminding him of both your goals.

He doesn't know much how the competition works but he knows your basic moves and some of the names of those twirls and loops. What he was waiting for was if you could do that quad-axle you've been practicing for the last 4 months. Well, he doesn't mind if you could do it or not, you're still the best for him without that move but you specifically told him it was important because that move equivalents to a large point. He whined first, reminding when you almost got yourself injured, but he somehow put his faith on you that you can do it, in a condition that you won't be injured, ever.

He saw you gliding into the rink, and his nerves all went perked up. He breathed out, puffing his cheeks to which Ran saw from the bench and took a picture of him, sending it to the GC, where the others were also watching online after Tobio told them you're competing. Atsumu even teased you that you should've invited them, the college ones, to watch live in Niigata, Tetsurou placing bets on that quad-axle and Eita whining why didn't you use any of his songs for your performance, or even in your free skate one.

And you were thankful for them, as you started gliding with the fast-paced music through the ice, wishing all your routines will go well, and reminding yourself that this will be a one step closer to Tobio.

And Tobio prayed to the gods as he watched, practically wishing for everything to go well with you not falling and uninjured, and maybe a bonus: winning. And he did shouted victorious when that anticipated quad-axle was perfectly executed along the end of your performance, pulling the whole gym's attention to him, initially getting a heavy hand on his shoulders from Ran from the scare but he didn't care. Your hardwork for that stunt was paid off as later that early evening, you were announced as the national champion of the event.

In his high spirits, he played the last set of the practice game for the day, and of the training camp, and Karasuno dumped Inarizaki by 16:25.

And that Wednesday after the extended holiday, your win was celebrated by the whole school, not curious at all as to how they knew because Tobio posted your polaroid photo with him that night after winning, took a photo with the future world-class figure skater before anyone else does. And it melted your heart, now a bit more as you saw him waiting for you with the whole volleyball team in the hallway to your classroom, a bouquet of red dahlias in hand.

told you you can do it. congratulations on your first hurdle, on to the next one. will be with you every step of the way with full faith and confidence. you can overcome everything, i believe in you.

And the week after that, you received a text from the Figure Skating National Team, inviting you to join them as soon as you graduate high school. To your excitement, you bolted to Tobio's room, ignoring the calls of your english teacher as you storm through the halls, bounding and phone in hand.

Tobio was wide eyed when he saw you, immediately approaching you with concern, running his fingers to fix your hair and before he could blabber his concerns, you shove your phone into his face, making him more wide eyed and he hugged you maybe too tight you felt your bones nearly crush beneath his arms, teases from his classmates and maybe from those peeking to the hallway for the commotion were evident.

"Y/n! So proud of you! The National Team! It's the National Team!"

You smirked with pride seething through your skin as you pulled away, "Got there first. Hurry up, slow poke."

"Are you challenging me?"

"Kageyama, we're still in the middle of the class."

"C'mon, miss. It's rare to see Kageyama-kun like that!"

"Excuse me, Kimoto-kun?"

"Yep!" You snickered at him and bowed to his chemistry teacher. "We'll talk later." And you swiftly stood on your toes to place a kiss on his cheeks, much to his bewilderment, made his face burn like hell, and you were oblivious as you hop back to your classroom typing a reply to the National Team.

Tobio seethed through his teeth, in annoyance to the challenge and flusteredness and giddiness for your actions. He can't wait to be your boyfriend so he can kiss you properly. So he took the challenge a little more seriously.

You're rubbing your palms together as your team are voicing their words of encouragement for you, your eyes on him. He's just as nervous as you, with a few of the Olympic team on his back with their own words of encouragement.

Tobio mouthed a "Hug?" through the noise around both of you and you obliged, making a beeline to him and crushed yourself into his open arms. You immediately felt calm with his arms wrapped around you and you chuckled at your own realization as he kissed your head.

"Hey! Tobio! Her hair! Don't mess with it!"

"Ran. Let them. She's nervous."

"But plushie!"

You peeked at Ran and her husband with their twins and 3-month-old baby, but Tobio covered your eyes, "Don't peek on them. You'll get ideas too far off from our plans, and I might like it." You laughed because he read you too well, washing your nervousness and tension.

"I must winー"

He shook his head and kissed your forehead, brushing his fingers on either of your cheeks as you both heard your name getting called out to get ready.

"Go bring them your thunderstorm, and take your last step towards me. I'll be waiting."

Tobio never cared of you winning. Him knowing you're doing your best to make a name for the world to revel is enough for him, and he'll not dare say that in front of you, for he values the challenge you both made for yourselves four years ago in that bus home.

He saw you taking grand wins and heartbreak losses throughout these years and he's proud of you with all that he is, that you didn't gave up, determined to reach that goal. It makes him feel giddy, heart swelling more and more, thinking that he is one of your motivation, because he's waiting for you to reach the top where he already is.

You're already at the center of the Grand Prix Final event, gliding through the ice, after 3 qualifiers to which you aced and were seeded from the world championship last 9 months in Pyongyang, Korea and Milan, Italy. This is the perfect time to have grand slams within a year, and you'll be satisfied as your name would surely be resounded through the world like thunder.

While performing the song you picked and dedicated for Tobio, you can't help but to shed brushes of tears, remembering everything that has got you to this stage, what you did to get to him, all the pictures from your corkboard through the 4 years playing on your mind like a powerpoint. And Tobio stood there in awe as he watched you perfecting everything you have practiced for this day, cheers from his noisy olympic teammatesーwell, it's mainly Atsumu and Koraiーbehind him. And he can't help but sniff and wipe his tears rolling to his cheeks, making Ran's twins laugh at him.

And if you get the chance to glance up at him during the length of the performance, you smile and wink at him through your tears, the event umpires taking notice of that little action, soon taking notice of the Japan's Men's Volleyball National Team in the ISU Grand Prix Finals, too. And taking notice of the blueberry eyed man on which the focus was on you alone, ignoring the teases from his friends.

That moment will trend more than your 3 grand slam wins that year, as you finally kissed Tobio on his lips to which he pulled you more in for a deeper, much awaited kiss of four years, saying yes to being his girlfriend.

"Huh? I thought you're already in a relationship?" Korai blabbered as he inspected your trophy, Ran's 3-year old curious little girl on his lap inspecting the trophy too.

"He even bought a ring not long ago, Y/n."

Your eyes widen on a red-faced Tobio who was now battering Shoyo, with Toshi in between. You groaned as you covered your face of which you felt reddening too, and you feel your entire being getting giddy deep to your bones as your team went teasing as soon as they heard of it.

God, Tobio really knows how to fluster you even after all these years. You're convinced that he's the lightning of his own storm, and you're glad you were strucked with that lightning, meeting his expected effect, a thunder so loud it'd be heard across the world.

And you love him, and this time if he'll ask you that progressingly bold question, you know you'll not double take on saying yes this time.

Reblogs and interactions are appreciated. Theories will be entertained. Cassie 2023.