《Unfair (Haikyuu X Male!Reader)》8
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I'm so happy no one questioned the ‘ It will come SpongeBob later’ line.
Because I myself don't know where that came from.
EVEN THOUGH I SAY IT IRL-
I will change it to something normal. ((Someday♡))
P.S: I tried to change my writing style to a more ‘blushy’-cutey one? I don't know ahah
More blush and strange stuff I guess
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→ Chapter 8: Flustered string beans? ←
You woke up and went to the bathroom, ready to change the bandages on your hands and arms.
You looked at yourself in the mirror and groaned: you looked like a total zombie. You probably shouldn't have had texted Sugawara until 2 am… and you probably shouldn't have started reading fanfictions after that.
“I regret nothing.” You slightly smiled and undid the bandages, ready to replace them with one of the fresh ones gave to you by Kai. Who automatically proclaimed himself the Ultimate Nurse. He apparently can't stay serious for more than one second.
Completed your task you did your typical morning routine, just with an addition of some pain in your arms. You did your homework too.. and were they hard to do. They themselves weren't that hard, but remember. Bandages. Pain. Ouch.
Time passed and you exited your house, without a care in the world and as always with your earphones firmly plugged in.
Humming to the tone of the Off Vocals of one of the songs you were working on, since you had no ideas for the lyrics and the song couldn't be completed without them, you calmly walked to school.
This, without even boring to say anything to your friend.
(R.I.P Kai. He deserves to burn in the..uh.. in hell)
« ★ » ~ Time skip brought to you by a tall Nishinoya. With high hells. ~ « ★ »
A massive amount of questions were directed towards you as soon as you stepped in the school ground. Every single one of them regarding your bandages. You were truly happy that people cared for you, and even if the story of the burns was relatively short you avoided the topic, dismissing some conversations with a simple ‘Everything's fine!’ or a small smile.
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That didn't work with two certain players though.
You could sense their intense stare on your figure as you slowly walked towards your seat.
“Is something the matter?” You asked them with a brow raised.
“U-uh. We just wo-”
“What did you do to your hands shortie?” Tsukishima bluntly asked, without hesitation, successfully cutting off Yamaguchi.
“Oh, that.” Not reacting to the nickname you answered the question instead of ignoring it. Briefly explaining the situation you ended up with a laughing blonde male and a surprised and worried freckled one.
“T-That's so ridiculous.” Tsukishima muttered, a hand in front of his mouth while he was chuckling.
“And you're as nice as usual..” you karate-chopped his head lightly, earning a small glare from said male.
“I-I'm so sorry this happened to you, L/N-kun..” he said in a low tone.
“It's okay, really. I just hope I'll be able to help the team out even in this condition!~ There isn't much to be worried about, Yam~” you tried to light up the mood and succeeded in so.
“If you say s-so..” He smiled lightly, you returning it.
“So you apparently can cook, midget?” You just nodded to that, replying to his teasing wasn't going to do any good. Actually.. ‘Let's try to truly respond to it.”
“What about it?” you asked, wondering why he brought up that. “Don't tell me.. the almighty Tsukishima Kei is interested in normal person like me?!” you feigned surprise, slightly gasping.
He scoffed, his cheeks an invisible shade of pink. “Tch. You wish.”
“Why, yes. How did you know?” You laughed softly. “My, my. My deepest secret was uncovered! How can i live now that EVERYONE,” you put emphasis on that word knowing that only you and the two boys were in the room,”knows of my crush on the godly Tsukishima-sama!”
You laughed, not noticing the boy's red blush rapidly spreading on his face. He knew you were most probably joking, but those words soon began to print themselves in his head.
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Damn, he's going to hate thinking about you and what you said today.
“W-What are you even saying?!” He tried to sound angry, but nearly started to act out of character, “Tch.. I hate you.”
Your eyes widened a little at his reaction. He.. looked cute.
Him.
Tsukishima Kei.
The one that in two days gave you more height-regarding nicknames than you ever received in your life.
Genuinely looked c u t e.
How could someone like him react in that way?
Most importantly, why did you feel like that?
‘W-what?! What's wrong with me? SNAP OUT OF IT M/N!”
“S-sure you d-do..” You stuttered out, trying not to show that you were embarrassed too.. your blazing cheeks could easily be spotted from a distance of at least 300 meters though.
You didn't really mind the situation. Sure, you probably could be humiliating yourself right now, but that reaction? It was precious, pure gold. If that was what you would be getting every time you teased him back on your own, then you would be teasing him often. Even if you would feel weird right after, because of your strange thoughts.
‘They could be the effects of my being a night owl. Must be this.’
Meanwhile Yamaguchi just stood there to witness the conversation. Yes, he felt a little jealous but he thought it was nice seeing Tsukki show some a different side of him once in a while.
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« ★ » Timeskip brought to you by author-Chan. Who's going to write a male seme reader x Haikyuu one shots book. YAS. « ★ »
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The bell saved you both from humiliation (and maybe jumping on each other- *dies* ok, I'm sorry.) and Yamaguchi from witnessing the awkward situation. You two ignored yourselves for the whole lessons though.
The lesson was boring, as usual. English was the subject you had first, and since you knew it way too well you took your sketchbook from nowhere, writing out some phrases that you thought could be the start of the new song. You gripped the pencil softly, noticing that in that way the pain was nearly invisible, you even only now remembered that the parts of your hands and arms that were burned were mostly the back of them.
So.. avoiding to place them on the desk or place too much pressure on them made the pain partly subside.
The whole lesson was spent like this, the next one too, until you reached lunch time and at the end of it Kai, who arrived in class 1 minute late screaming something about marrying a hacker on a space station and about making a cat join a founding association, faced you and threw you a bento.
“What is this for?” You were a little startled by the sudden action.
“To make you forgive me, of course!” He stated as if it was obvious.
“I already forgave you yesterday, didn't I?”
“Mhmh~ If you say so! Well, I've got to go now. The art club has got stuff to do. Like a lot.” He sighed. “And I can't even draw a face without it looking like a distorted circle with two creepy circles in it. Ah, the artist's life is so hard!~” He said, skipping away happily.
‘.. Why?’ Facepalming you took your own bento and the one that was given to you and ran out the class, avoiding the two volleyball players no matter what.
And, while on your run towards the unknown, you hit someone, both of you falling on the ground with your eyes closed.
‘Nothing happy can happen to me, can it?’
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NOW!~ You decide who it's gonna be~
It can be anyone except Tsukki and Yama, of course~ ouo
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