#jk that's not true I just wasn't interested until I saw my friend play it

[ophanim-vesper]

Made an Omori OC! Her full name is Rubella Kleinmann (don't ask, her parents were kind of dumb). I love her so much guys rnekjrgek

[morimallow]

Hi, this is part two of Morisuke is a Nerd. Read the first part here and the last part here. Special thanks to my two friends with wild imaginations.

You challenged Yaku in every and any way possible. From a simple mental and oral Math drills to balancing Chemical equations mentally but for Yaku, this doesn't even make his brain work to full extent. But don't worry, you won for like 9 times.. out of the 30 challenges.

On the day of the Science contest, you challenged him once more but this time, it's the last one. After the contest, you don't know if you'd stay as friends or turn back to being strangers so you thought, why not make this a memorable one?

“Morisuke Yaku,” you stated his full name even after spending time together all day and everyday for 3 whole months: you accompanying him to his volleyball practices, attending his tournaments, both getting lunch together. In short, you seemed like the perfect couple even though you guys really aren't. You just thought that you guys shouldn't waste time in reviewing thus excusing yourself to fit into his life and time but to him, seeing you do things for him and with him, he was slowly falling for you.

You were sitting beside each other in the train with the coach in front of you, he turned to you and hummed, “Hmm? Challenging me again?” he asked, smirk evident in his tone.

“Yes,” you replied, hands gripping your thighs slightly. Why were you nervous? This was your routine: challenging him in any way. Were you embarrassed? Humiliated? Because he won every time you challenge him?

“What is it this time?” Despite the statement on its own might be quite rude or said by someone who is really done with your shit, with his soothing voice, you noticed that he sounded genuinely interested.

He never found you annoying, not even once. He knows your worth, that you're doing your best especially when it comes to winning over him. He doesn't back down because he knows your pride and you know that too but one thing you don't know is that you already won over his whole being. He is now, a hundred and twenty percent sure that he's in love with you.

You faced him and made eye contact and said, “I know we're here as a team but the one who has more correct answers in the contest will make the other do what they want. Let's ask coach to record our scores.”

Now that was the most interesting challenge you ever said to him. He already had one thing on his upon hearing this: He must score more than you.

“And now for this year's first placer.. It's none other than Nekoma Highschool! Oh, man, the power brain couple: Morisuke Yaku and F/N L/N, please come here on stage and receive your award. If you watched the contest a while back, you would surely no doubt a bit that they'd bring home the bacon.”

You and Yaku were happy about the results and coach was the extreme one. But both of you are thinking the same question: Who scored more? Both were smiling until you saw your coach's notes: 36-57/100 questions.

“Ah, ah, would you look at that, L/N! I guess you'll do what I say, hmm?” the brown-haired disgustingly handsome and genius libero teased you as if you don't understand what will happen after the coach presented the data.

Crossing your arms in front of your chest, mustering your most ‘intimidating yet bored’ look, you said facing him, “Come at me.”

Yaku wasn't even fazed. In fact, he likes it when you're like that. Unbothered, laid-back, but deep inside, you were screaming at yourself for being so dumb. He found you cute and charming but you never knew this. Thus the sentence that came out of his mouth shock you to the core, “Go out with me.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and now you realized that while you were absentmindedly fitting yourself into his life, using the excuse: we need to review, you yourself found out just now as he blurted those words that you like him so.

But you still weren't sure. So, as a distraction, you grabbed his wrist and pulled him outside the stadium where the contest was held. Without releasing his wrist, you said, “There. We're here. Outside. Together. That simple.”

Yaku being the smooth boi who is genuinely in love with you, he shook his hand to get rid of your hold and hastily intertwined his with yours and clarified, “Be my girlfriend, F/N L/N.”

—

The ball was served, curving to Nekoma's side of the court, directly to their libero, AKA your boyfriend, who perfectly received that spike-serve and flew to the setter. Kenma set the ball to Kuroo with Lev as a decoy and score! Nekoma won this round.

The game ended and rushed from the bleachers to door where the team would exit. While doing the formalities after the game, Yaku wouldn't stop smiling. Knowing that you're waiting behind that door.

Kuroo noticed this and said, “You're obviously not excited to suck your girlfriend's face, aren't you, Yakkun? Really.”

“Shut up, you one-eyed rooster,” Yaku retorted and glared at their captain. You were now at the back of his mind, busy throwing insults to Kuroo while the whole team was walking towards the exit.

When the doors opened, you frantically searched for your boyfriend and because of his jersey, you found him almost immediately. With your eyes turning to hearts, the team stopped walking when they saw you but Yaku was still insulting Kuroo.

“Sure, that last spike was awesome but you're—”

“Mori-kun!” you exclaimed as you ran towards your boyfriend, giving him your victory hug.

morisukeyaku.exe has stopped working jk

Without saying anything, he grabbed the back of your thighs and effortlessly picked you up. Your legs hugged his waist and arms around his neck.

Yaku cupped your right cheek so you can see him clearly. “My lucky charm is here. Thank you for coming, marshmallow,” he cooed and placed a kiss on your nose, a passionate one on the lips: biting your lower lip as he pulled away. He smiled sweetly at you, finally put you down and placed one more saccharine kiss full of affection on your forehead.

Totally in your own bubble, Lev decided to pop it and loudly voiced out, “Yaku-san! I never thought someone was shorter than you!”

And then, my friends, Lev's soul left his body as Yaku kicked him out of the world.

“She's my girlfriend, you fucking dumbass!”

To calm down Yaku, you hugged him again, face buried in the crook of his neck and whispered, “You're so hot, sweaty, and bothered, baby.” For additional points, you nipped the skin where your mouth was placed.

“Y-You guys board the bus first. I-I'll catch up, I need to go to the bathroom.”

Yamamoto intervened when he noticed that Yaku's face was flushed right after you hugged him, “Ohoho, L/N-san, what did you say to our Yaku, huh?” And the whole team threw suspicions at you while Yaku excused himself and went to the bathroom not knowing that someone was following him.

—

“Is she still innocent?” a voice boomed inside the bathroom while Yaku was staring at the mirror then, at the man, after splashing water on his face. He realized he was the captain of the team Nekoma just played against.

Confusion etched on his face and his brows furrowed, “What do you mean and who are you pertaining to?”

“The slut you were all giddy-giddy with and sickly and shamefully kissed.”

He narrowed his eyes at the man standing before him. Even though he was shorter than him, he stood firmly. The fuck got that to do with my height when he just insulted my girlfriend. “Who the fuck are you calling a slut?”

The man laughed mockingly at the libero, “I thought the libero of Nekoma was a so-called genius. Didn't you go with that bitch on the Science contest?”

Yaku didn't reply at what the man said but instead blankly stared at him and thought, how did he know we attended the contest? That was months ago.

He scoffed annoyingly at Yaku, irritated that his words and insults didn't falter his trust towards his ex. “Do you just not care or are you really dumb?”

Yaku was drying his hands and said to the man without looking at him as if he just doesn't care about what he's saying which is true, “I only believe facts about her when it comes from her and not from someone who clearly didn't value and continue to degrade her even after they broke up. You're the dumb one. Uneducated swine.”

After that encounter, he boarded the bus and sat beside you. Yes, you were allowed to ride the bus because the whole team seriously loves you and your mere presence just makes up Mori's whole mood. Plus, you're good friends with their coach.

“Love—”

You know he's tired. No need to speak, my Mori. I know you all too well. You leaned closer and kissed the side of his head, put your head on his shoulder and used your hand to guide your boyfriend's head on to yours. You interlaced your fingers and said, “Sleep.”

—

You arrived at the scene where the Nekoma Volleyball Club was taking their group picture with the third years wearing their togas and wide grins.

Lev noticed your arrival and turned to Yaku, probably saying that you're already here.

Predicting that Yaku would do something very couple-y-like, the team got their phones and cameras ready, even Kenma!

And Mori really did. He ran up to you, carried you just below your butt, and held you up. Spinning the both of you while your noses touched and they got it all on camera.

You were both giggling and Mori stopped spinning. Foreheads and noses touched, heavy breathing and hearts pounding..

Then lips touched as well.

He pulled away slowly, afraid that this will be the last time he's able to kiss you. With eyes closed, he pressed his forehead against yours and said, “Meet me at the library later, hmm? We need to talk.”

You could only nod.

After he went along with the other third years towards the stadium, you let your feet carry you to where you and Mori first met: the school library.

You scanned the place, walking in between shelves and shelves, stopping once in a while to grab a Math book to orally answer the problems just like you and Mori always do.

Roughly an hour of reading and walking, you were at that shelf. The shelf where you were reaching for the goddamned Physics book. And right about that time, Mori was running up the stairs and corridors.

Your eyes caught a glimpse of a wooden stool near your feet. As you stepped on it, Mori was panting and leaned against the door frame.

He saw how you easily grabbed the book and he thought, “She'll be fine without me.” And he smiled sadly, the one that doesn't reach his eyes, at that thought. But I will never be fine without her or her support.

Taking a deep breath, he entered the room and made a decision that will surely change both of their lives. On the positive side. He hoped at least.

With your back facing him, tears threateningly spilled from his eyes and hugged you tight from behind.

“Morisuke..?” Her voiced confused but somehow relieved how tense Mori's body was. You felt the wetness on your neck and reaching your hand to place it on your boyfriend's hair, you fingers ran through it soothingly. “Morisuke, what is—”

“Please.. just let me hold you a little while longer.”

Having an idea on what's about to happen, you turned around and hugged your boyfriend back.

You pulled away from the hug, cupping his cheeks, you used your thumbs to wipe away his tears. You chuckled lightly, “C'mon, Morisuke, my love, my saccharine apricot, if we're gonna part ways then at least end it with a smile.” You planted a kiss on his forehead and continued, “It's hard for me to see the one who won almost all the challenges I've given him cry. The one I love the most cry. It makes me want to cage you in my heart and arms forever.”

Mori placed his own hands on top of yours, he whispered, “Parting is such sweet sorrow.”

You snorted at how cheesy that line was. “Did you just quote Juliet Capulet? Didn't know you were into classics, love,” you said and smiled at him once more.

“I'm selfish for telling you that I want you to wait for me for 7 long years. I.. I'll understand if you'll find someone else.. someone better than me to love you. Someone who won't leave—”

“Morisuke Yaku, I challenge you yet again to come back for me—to me. Back in my arms when time comes. And by then, we'll be the best version of ourselves.”

Placing his lips on your forehead, he said, “I'll be someone you can be proud of.”

As his lips lingered longer in your forehead, you thought to yourself, “I'm already proud of you. Always am and always will be.”

“See you around, love.”

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