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DEUCE! — set 29: "might have forgot us, would you remind me?"

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The first rumble of thunder shook the skies as soon as Jay pockets his phone, gritting his teeth when he sees lightning flash.

“Shit.” He says under his breath, turning his attention to Jungwon who looks absolutely worried, pacing back and forth as he constantly looks out of the windows of the mess hall they were in.

Sunoo, looking calm, rolls his eyes, “c’mon Won, she’s probably on her way back.”

“You said that an hour ago and she still isn’t back.” Jungwon clicks his tongue as he lightly kicks at Sunoo's feet, “and you know she never misses her meals, so forgive me for being a little worried out of my already stressed out mind.“

And Jungwon's right. The rift between Jay and Y/N may have grown over the years, but that didn’t stop him from watching her from afar; didn’t stop him looking after her even if she made it clear that she didn’t want anything to do with him at the tender age of thirteen. Even if Y/N had lashed out at him so many times that he’d lost count, still, that didn’t stop him from keeping a constant eye out for her.

Besides, his own parents were just as fond of her as Y/N’s parents were just as fond of him and it was the least he could do; keep his parents posted of her affairs, even if they were starting to realize that maybe their only son and Y/N might not be just as close as they were when they were younger. Though they still do appreciate Jay’s efforts, even if the updates were becoming shorter and shorter until it stopped altogether.

That’s why he knew Y/N would never skip out on a meal.

“There’s no way I’m skipping out on any meals, Jay. We’re stopping at a rest-stop whether you like it or not. Trust me, playing on an empty stomach is something I would never let any other athlete go through, and that includes you and your stubborn ass.”

Just like how he knew Y/N won’t eat rice unless it’s perfectly cooked, how Y/N makes that face reminiscent of a pissed off cat whenever she couldn’t get her attacks across the net and how he probably had an idea where she is right at this very moment as the rumble of thunder once again fills his ears

Jay returns to the land of the living after diving deep into his memories, now watching Jungwon and Sunoo in the middle of a squabble with a blank expression as he heaves out a sigh.

“If you two are finished ripping each other’s hair out, I’m gonna go and look for Y/N.” Jay declares, snatching his team jacket from the chair he previously sat on.

Jungwon arches an eyebrow at his words, prying his hand away from Sunoo’s peach locks as the latter huffs, doing the same. “And how do you know where Y/N might have gone?”

Jay looks up as he pushes his arms into the sleeves of his jacket with a rueful smile directed at Y/N’s best friend, “I’ve known her way before you came into the picture, Jungwon-ah.”

Petty as that statement sounded, it’s all kinds of true and Jay snorts at the annoyance written on the younger’s face as Sunoo giggles into his hand, looking between the two in amusement. “So it’s safe to say I just know the place our Y/N might have wandered off to.” He smiles. “Just tell the rest that I went to look for her. Poor girl’s probably hungry now.”

* * *

It didn’t take long for Jay to find Y/N really, nor did it take the rain long to make its landfall as Jay curses when the dark sky lights up with lightning then cringing when a loud crash of thunder follows. He’s been to BHU plenty of times now, considering they (both the men's and women's teams) had regular practice matches with its volleyball teams, so Jay had no difficulty navigating where the storage shed is.

Jay pushes his hair back, noting how damp it is as he slides the door to the shed open, squinting in the low-light emitting from the lights scattered about the place. “Y/N?” He calls out, jumping as thunder crashes again as he rushes in, sliding the door closed.

And there he finds her, sitting on the floor against the gym mats piled on top of each other, Y/N’s knees tucked under her chin while her hands cover both of her ears.

Shit.

“Y/N?” Jay calls out again, softly this time as he crouches in front of her, gently placing his hand onto her knee.

The girl looks up then, distress etched on her face, “Jay?”

“Hey.” A lop-sided smile stretches on Jay’s lips as he gently pulls both of Y/N’s hands from her ears. “Jungwon and the others got worried, so I looked for you. You’re still scared of thunder and lightning, I see.” It was meant to be light-hearted from how soft-spoken Jay’s voice is at the moment, but Y/N being herself takes offense and scowls at him.

“So what? Gonna make fun of me for it too?”

“What? No! I’m not that much of a dickhead, Y/N.”

She shrugs, “well, you caught me in a moment of weakness so—“ Y/N lets out a panicked cry when thunder sounded again and Jay was briefly thrusted back into one of his many memories of her which was similar to the current situation at hand, except he had found Y/N in a storage closet, crying as the storm raged on outside.

He’s quick to react when he sees her shoulders tense as the pitter-patter of rain grows even louder, moving to sit beside her “hey, hey it’s okay.” He coos, gathering Y/N into his arms. “I’m right here. It's okay, you're okay.” Jay finds himself saying as he tucked her head under his chin, rubbing soothing circles in between her shoulder blades.

Y/N doesn’t show any signs of apprehension as she usually would, melting into Jay’s embrace as she pushes her face into his team jacket. “It’s so fucking… loud. I hate it.” She whines.

“It’s also loud when people cheer for you, you know?”

“Yeah, but I’m used to that.” Jay snorts, of course you are. “Thunder is just… so loud and for what? Hurts my ears—not a good sound.”

He snickers at the rather simple explanation, “your dad used to tell you it was just giants knocking over pins with a bowling ball up there. It didn’t work, did it?”

“Not when our science teacher explained how lightning and thunder works the very next day.” Y/N laughs weakly, eyes trained on the zipper of his jacket. Good, she’s distracted. “You can imagine how unimpressed I was with dad after.”

They fall into silence after that; Jay is still rubbing soothing circles on Y/N’s back. It wasn’t uncomfortable, it was silence that fills in the spaces, letting Jay’s actions speak for itself. Besides, the girl in her arms is obviously unnerved by the storm raging on outside, hence her silence and occasional whimpering which Jay had followed up with his gentle hushing.

It wasn’t much, he knows, but it was enough to comfort the ace, now that both of her smaller hands had uncovered her ears.

“Hey, Y/N?”

“Mm?”

“Think you can answer my question without yelping every five seconds?” Though it’s him who ends up yelping when Y/N delivers a rather hard smack on his thigh. “Well, at least we’re 100% sure you’ve got wing spiker hands—fuck, that hurt.”

“Just cut to the chase, you idiot.” Grumbled Y/N, glaring at the loose thread poking out of Jay’s sleeve.

“Playing with you today got me thinking about—well, us?” Jay starts, stumbling a little over his words. “Why did we drift apart, Y/N? We used to be so close, you know? Then one day I woke up and you weren’t… there like you used to be.”

Y/N goes silent for a moment, letting the rainfall fill in for her before she lets out a sigh, unconsciously nuzzling against the smooth texture of the jacket, “You already know the answer to that, Jongseong.” She says, voice soft and quiet.

“Jongseong.” He parrots, eyebrows knitting together.

“Yes..? It’s your name?”

“No I meant—I meant it’s been a while since you’ve called me that. That and Jongseongie.”

The girl laughs softly as she nods, “Has it been that long?” Y/N grins when she receives a hum of confirmation. “Well, everybody calls you Jay now. I’m just following the trend.”

“Sure but… you’ve known me since we were in diapers, I just thought you’d still… you know…”

“What? You like hearing me call you Jongseong? Is that it?” And Jay could just hear the smirk accompanying her words.

“On second thought, continue what you were about to say.”

Y/N snorts, “I was gonna, but someone had to complain about me not calling them by their given name.” Y/N snickers, reaching out to pluck the same loose thread from the setter’s jacket sleeve.

“We grew up. We started thinking for ourselves and our views and ideals on volleyball changed as we did; real different from each other’s, mind you and I guess our younger selves didn’t like that—didn’t like the changes we went through.” The ace chooses that moment to pull away from Jay’s hold, though his arm still remains around her shoulders as Y/N shows him a rueful smile, before averting her gaze and instead focusing on her shoe laces.

And as Jay looks at her now, it seems that it isn’t just their ideals that have changed. Gone was the starry-eyed girl he once knew who had no problems expressing her awe whenever he managed to send the ball over the net or anything she deemed cool in whatever he did. All he sees now is a young, determined woman doing the most for what she already does best, getting better and better each time she steps onto the court.

Jay supposes he’s the same, not quite on the same level as the prodigy herself, but high enough on the public's interest to garner as much attention as Y/N received simply for existing. It’s probably one of the perks of being born a genius when it came to the sport; Y/N just knows, it’s ingrained into every fiber of her being that she might play just as well when asleep, whereas Jay had gotten attention through how quickly he climbed up the ranks from sheer tenacity on his end as he showed his own improvements each time he was given the chance to.

It’s an odd feeling; realizing how much they've grown without being by each other’s side, how different two people who have been hailed as “two sides of the same coin” had become over the years. The Y/N right beside him felt like a stranger, but at the same time felt awfully familiar as he watched her wince when lightning flashes, curling into herself when a low rumble of thunder promptly followed. Jay wordlessly tightens his hold around her.

“I think it’s pretty stupid that we let that come in between us. We shouldn’t have let something as small as our differing opinions tear us apart just like that.” Jay starts, lips pursing in contempt, “we were quite the duo, if you remember. The kids we played with either hated us or wanted to be us. Not to mention how livid they became every time we teamed up.”

“Right,” Y/N gives him a delicate laugh, smiling down at her shoes. “Thinking back, I guess I was just… uncomfortable not having you on my team. As you’ve said, you were my first setter, you know what I like, know how I think, move, react—whatever. Both of us back then didn’t like anything we weren’t familiar with, so we stuck with each other.” Her nose scrunches at the thought, probably remembering how much trouble they caused everybody during their younger days.

“Looking at where we are now though, I think it was a good thing that we… drifted apart. I mean look how much we’ve grown! I doubt we’d be just as good now if we did stick to each other, huh?”

Jay hums, “I guess…” he trails off, “Y/N, about that time in the gymnasium—“

He notes how the girl stiffens before turning to look at him, though he decides not to comment when he sees the look on her face as nervous laughter spills from her lips, “oh that? It isn’t a big deal, it’s all in the past, Jong—er, Jay.”

“Still, what I said was—“

“And I’m telling you now, Jay-ah, it’s okay, we’re okay and what’s in the past stays in the past, yeah?”

Jay just stares at her for a moment and then sighs when she stubbornly stares back as if daring him to speak, “If you say so. We should head back, I think the rain is letting up, c’mon.” He says, beginning to get up, only to be held back when Y/N tugs on his sleeve.

“Are you sure?”

The setter quirks up one corner of his mouth for a barely there smile, “yes, Y/N, I’m sure. You can’t even hear any thunder now.” Jay then pulls her up while she still has her grip on his sleeve, “you’ll be fine.”

“Okay.” She mumbles, patting her behind to rid of any dust as her eyes land on something glinting around Jay’s neck. “What's that?”

“What’s what—hey!” Y/N completely ignored Jay’s complaints as she went ahead to unzip his jacket fully, revealing his plain black shirt underneath. He sighs, shaking his head. Still, the ace’s curiosity was enough for her to not pay attention to the setter’s chiding as delicate fingers traced the same silver chain adorning Jay’s neck she saw two nights ago, before dipping underneath the collar of his shirt.

However, the setter doesn’t seem to mind, only watching her with an arched eyebrow, amusement evident on his features. “You really have no concept of what personal space is, do you?”

Y/N only hums as she pulls out the necklace, lips parting in surprise at what kind of pendant was weighing the chain down.

“Is this..?” Y/N’s eyes only widen upon taking a closer look.

It isn’t a pendant like she had initially assumed. It was a ring, a plain silver band with numerous scratches on it indicating the years it went through. Even so, it looked to be well taken care of as it still shone underneath the dim lights.

“I—I didn’t know you still kept this.”

“Of course I did, It’s the first gift you’ve ever given me. It doesn't fit anymore so I had to buy a chain for it.” Jay watches Y/N look at the ring in wonder before plucking it from her hand, his fingers briefly brushing against her slightly rough palm. “Now let’s go. You haven’t eaten yet, right?” Jay asks as he motions with his head to follow him out.

“Is there even any food left?”

“Probably.” He shrugs as he takes off his jacket, “If there isn’t, I can whip something up for you in one of the kitchens.” Y/N blinks in surprise when Jay places his team jacket around her shoulders. Though the setter doesn’t see the look on her face as he was preoccupied with sliding the door open, showing the ace his broad back instead.

Jay looks over his shoulder with a smile, “ready?”

And Y/N finds herself returning the gesture as Jay holds out a hand for her, “yeah.”

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summary: one may ask, what would happen if you put a prodigy and a hard worker in one room? Absolute chaos. Jay and Y/N absolutely hated each other’s guts. Having been rivals from middle school until present, it’s a cruel twist of fate that they ended up going to the same university years later. To make matters even worse, both have been selected as captains for the men’s and women’s volleyball team respectively.

The coaches, the managers—hell, both teams knew they had to put an end to this ridiculous beef as they were slowly tarnishing the esteemed reputation of both teams, but the question is: how?

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