《Unfair (Haikyuu X Male!Reader)》10
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A.N: This doesn't have a full made-plot, so .. uhh. Yeah?
I'll try to write some more serious chapters. ^ ^
(I'll try to make up a serious plot though.)
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*don't know if there is a roof at karasuno?? It's been so long since I've watched the anime or read the manga. Like 1 year and a half?*
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THIS HASN'T BEEN PROFFREADED OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT. SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKE.
You placed your bento on your lap as you slowly and carefully undid the knot of the colorful wrapper around it. The other bento was placed to your right on one of the benches situated on the rooftop.
You sighed when you opened the food container, acknowledging the fact that it wasn't as pretty as it used to look that same morning. What a waste, it was such a sight to see.
However, the sight from the rooftop was kinda nice so it helped to restore a bit of your mood. You spent some seconds like that, just looking at the sky, before remembering the two figures that accompanied you there.
They were standing still as statues, not daring to move and avoiding your gaze no matter what.
"What's wrong with you two now?" You questioned, not getting why they were acting the way they were when they looked almost normal while dragging and following you up the stairs.
"Oi?" They didn't answer, they just flinched as they heard you call them, "Kageyama, Puppy-kun, just sit, c'mon!" You got up, grabbed their wrists and made them sit with you, you in the middle and each one of them to a side.
'Why is everyone yanking and dragging everyone today? All this stuff seems repeating itself. My life is unoriginal.' You thought, sighing.
"So? Hinata is red, Kageyama is blue, do something or I'll get a knaifu to end that girl's laifu." No response, they probably didn't even get the reference. Could it be that they didn't understand English? That may be the case, you didn't want to assume things though, so you abandoned.
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' Guess I'll give up on trying to get any signal of life out of them.' They were always so talkative. And now silence. If you tried to be this silent you would probably fail.
Deciding that eating would be a more productive activity at that point and time you took your bento , which was previously placed next to you when you got up, and started to silently eat. After three pieces of (f/f?), you took out your phone and unlocked it, tapping on the music player and the block note.
You took out your earphones, that strangely weren't tangled for once, and turned on one of the many playlists on shuffle, the notes of the song that was currently playing made you recognize the song: Play date.
'Ehh..~ Maybe I could write about a love song?' You nodded to yourself and tried to write even a single word on the piece of paper, but to no result. You only ended up drawing a crow.
'That was to be expected, I have no knowledge in love or any of this stuff. Except from some anime and manga, but they don't count as experience, do they?' You sighed, one hand going to you slightly messy hair, that now were even more messy.
*Author's P.O.V*
The two boys snapped out of their state of confusion after hearing the last sigh that escaped the other male's lips. They took in the image that was in front of them and from that they came to the conclusion that something was definitely wrong with the boy, whether it was something silly or important.
They didn't know if it was out of pure friendship or something else, but they had felt the sudden urge to help their 'friend'. Even though, really deep down in their hearts, they knew it wasn't only out of friendship or admiration.
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"Is everything okay?" They spoke at the same time, alerting the (h/c) haired boy that they were now back to planet Earth.
"Oi, dumbass, don't copy me!" A glare was sent from a raging blueberry.
"I wasn't copying you! You were copying me!" An orange fluffy ball jumped up and down, his arms moving in every possible direction.
They continued the argument until they heard a sound that made their hearts flutter, a warm feeling spreading through their faces.
*Back to the old P.O.V*
"Pff~ ahahahah!" You laughed with your eyes closed, tears threatening to escape from them due to situation you were in.
"W-what are y-you laughing about!?" They said, once again in total synchronisation. Their face totally red.
"Y-you two!" You were now clutching your stomach, everything previously set on your lap placed, once again, on that bench. You probably loved that bench, didn't you? "Seriously, you both really are something!" You wiped a tear from one of your eyes, smiling at the amusing scene that just unfolded in front of you.
"Now, now. Calm down for a second, will you?"
You went in front of them and chuckled a little as you noticed the light red tat was dusting their cheeks.
"Just as I try to do something you have to start arguing?" With arms crossed you continued to speak, "right when i tried to write a song too!"
They stared at you for some seconds, until one of them started to get extremely anxious and started to apologize, trying to be polite while referring to you, for no real reason.
"A-ah!!! I'm really sorry M/N-Kun! No wait L/n-kun! L/n-San!!" The ginger haired boy continued to say a name after another, Kageyama strung at him with a confused (almost) look. This was the perfect time to take advantage of the boy!~
"Why not M/n-sama?" You piped in, smirking.
"Yeah, right! M/n-sama!" Hinata shouted, probably not realizing what he just said. An when realization hit him.. he became red. Really red. Tomato red. (More red than Tendou's hair.)
"Ara,ara. He really said it." Your smirk only grew at that, sending chills down the two boys' spines. "Then.. as I am your master , you shall do what I want, right? Well! To late to say no." You stared at Kageyama too.
"And yes. You're in too. Now, now. What shall my order be for you two little servants?~"
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I had no time to write because of all the exams. I've got a P.E theory exam tomorrow, and the day after a German exam. KILLME. Sorry for the slow and bad update.
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