❥title: lost

❥story: fluff

❥warnings: none

"You look so beautiful.." he mutters silently, his colored orbs looking straight towards where you slowly walked - the red carpet underneath you was the path that you took steps through, your white wedding dress was showing the curves you had in your body, the veil that almost covered your immaculate facial and features along with the corner of your lips going upwards, staring at the love of your life just ahead, and a short distance from where you were.

Nishinoya could feel his heart racing, his cheek flushing a warm feeling as the corner of his eyes had started to water, he couldn't help his own emotions. He couldn't believe the scene that was happening just right infront of him, god you looked so gorgeous.

It felt as if he just met you yesterday.

The libero sucked in his cheeks as he sighed heavily, collapsing down on the floorboards with a loud thud following right after his intentional actions, his forehead was full of sweat, his clothes had outlined some parts of his stomach as a sign that the wet substance had also became visible. A few pants and uneven breaths escaped his lips whilst his eyes glued up to the ceiling, his hands stretched across - showing nothing but sure exhaustion. His arms were slightly bruised up, a dark purple shade covering his pale skin, showing the effect of his training.

Asahi let's out a small ball of air, hands placed lazily on his knees as he batted his eyes open, he was an inch away from closing them back shut, his energy and enthusiasm wasn't showing after the restless hours he had spent spiking volleyball from his palm, Nishinoya helping him test out his strength by receiving the ball back. The rest of their teammates watching from the sidelines, bottles in hand as they could care less about the schedule both the libero and ace were placing themselves in.

"Good job Asahi! Nishinoya missed the ball completely. And Noya, awesome job at receiving the rest, go ahead and take a break!" Nishinoya quickly moved his head aside to adjust the angle of where his orbs stared at, his eyes flickering around everywhere before he had spotted your smiling figure, a clipboard in hand as the other held a pen lightly, the proud aura had already gone perceptive from the way your tone generated quite cheerfully yet gracefully. The ace giving you a quick sheepish and shy smile, raising his fingers slightly into the air before giving you a quick thumbs up as a silent reply. Happy that he had gotten complimented.

You grinned back, a chuckle escaping your lips as you quickly placed down the board along with a pen grasped in your hands, your posture lowering to grab the bottles just right next to where your feet was positioned, throwing it over towards the panting libero along with the ace whom was taking deep and excessive breaths, their hand raising in the air as the bottle made contact with the midst of their palm. A smile shooting over towards your direction as a result of of their appreciation and gratitude of your actions.

You simply waved off their reticent gesture of gratefulness, walking away after a shout of your name was called from across the gymnasium, both the two men gawking their eyes as you changed location from where you stood, Asahi eyeing you with astonishment whilst Nishinoya's orbs had visible dreaming, his mouth agaped in stupefaction, an ambience of euphoria lingering around the light atmosphere.

"Hey, Asahi." with the sudden call, the wing spiker shake his head to remove his self daze before his eyes traveled over towards the shorter male in curiosity for his continuation, an eyebrow irking upwards in a sign of confusion once silence had mixed in with they're light aura, the libero making quick eye contact with the muscular male as his eyes shined with evident hopefulness.

"I'm going to confess to her."

And so he did.

The former volleyball player jolted in his spot, realising he had tears rolling down his eyes from just the past memories he had recovered just recently, his colored orbs travelling back towards the altar with a smile, watching you walk towards the priest with your covered vail and your choice of color wedding dress flowing in the ground effortlessly.

"Breathtaking.." he mumbled underneath his breath as he looked back down on the ground in shame, his teeth gritting down on his lower lip to keep the destined cry to burst out of his mouth.

"Do you, L/n Y/n, take Asahi Azumane as your lawfully wedded husband?" he snapped, his legs standing up as he quickly ran outside, Tanaka whisper shouting his name in a form and attemption to stop his surprising actions.

Oh right.

He lost you.

He wasn't gonna marry you.

Because you weren't marrying him either.