《The Life Not Worth Living (HaikyuuxReader)》𝙾𝚢𝚊?
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After the game and all of your praise the boys had to return to practice. So you sat on the sidelines talking to Yachi and Kiyoko.
"You're really good (Y/N), and your father taught you to play?" Kiyoko questioned. "Oh yeah he was a major volleyball player." you explained. "Really did he play on an official team?" Yachi asked.
"Ah no, he actually got drafted to one, but then he met my mom in Hyogo, so he kinda dropped everything for her.".
"Aww that's very sweet." Yachi cooed, "Yeah, so he got a normal job, but played on the neighborhood association in Miyagi." you added. "You're parents sound lovely, it would've been nice to meet them." Kiyoko stated.
"They probably woulda loved you guys, they always wanted me to make lots of friends, I used to only hang with my volleyball team." you sighed. "Well now you have all of us and the other teams!" Yachi smiled.
'Hmmmm, are the other guys considered my friends?'.
You looked around the gym, most of the guys smiled your way when you caught their attention. Some sent you a wave of a nod of acknowledgment.
"Yeah I guess you right Yachi.".
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After the main practice the managers left to start dinner while you went to help. For a little while you worked with Nishinoya on his libero set.
Then once you got bored of his practice you left to go fine someone who you can tolerate to help.
'Why did I have to fine them out of all people.'.
"Oya?".
"Oya Oya??".
"Oya Oya Oy-"
"Shut up or I'm leaving." you hissed so the owl and cat duo shit their mouths. "Anyways what are you guys doing?" you questioned. "Just practicing, Tsukishima came with us as well. "Ah wise of you to listen to my warning." you chuckled.
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"I didn't come back because you threatened me, I came because they helped me figure out something and I decided to come back." Tsukishima sneered. "Oh whatever Tsukishima, you're just too bithcy to admit I scared the shit out of you." you laughed.
As you and Tsukishima argued someone else approached the gym door.
'Yay (Y/N) is here too! If she's their they'll surely let me practice!'.
"Hey could I maybe practice with you guys too?" a sweet and innocent voice spoke form the door. The five teens and one beanpole who was dying on the floor looked towards the door.
And their he was, the sunshine himself, Shoyo Hinata.
"Oh hey Hinata, I thought you said you're practicing with Kenma?" you stated. "We were but he got tired and left after sending me a couple of sets." Hinata whined.
"What?! He doesn't even do extra practice with me.".
"Bro, that's so sad."
"Well Im just watching you gotta ask them." you stated as you pointed at the tall boys. "Ooh if you play with us we can do a three in three!" Bokuto exclaimed. "That's a great idea, I'll keep score." you said and left to get the score board from the closet.
"Oh Tsukishima is here too!" Hinata chirped cause he's a baby that we all love. "Shut up shrimp." the hot asshole sneered.
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