Hello, dear!~ Thank you very much for Inarizaki headcanons~ I like this team and I hope that you like them too! And I also like your headcanons! Can I ask one more scenario (or headcanons, if you like it more) about Inarizaki and their manager (like part 2)? She suddenly starts to come back home earlier than usual. Boys think that she has boyfriend, so they start to spy on her and see her with boy. But in the end, it turns out that she worked to give the guys gifts.
i LOVE this team !!!! thank you so much for liking them! i settled on a scenario type for this fic since i tend to get carried away with writing lol im not so sure if this is what you wanted tho, sorry in advance!!
inarizaki x manager! reader
pairing: inarizaki x reader
a/n: its kinda all over the place... im so sorry!!! i also suck at titles ;_;
It was 5 pm. The team was still at full energy, spiking the yellow and blue colored balls left and right. Y/n glances around the gym nervously, clutching her clipboard tightly.
Some of the boys had stopped practicing to go wipe their sweat and drink water, Atsumu in particular noticed that their lovely manager was slightly fidgeting in their spot.
"Hm? What's the matter, manager-chan?" He said in a light teasing voice, taking a swig of water from his bottle.
"N-nothing...nope! Nothing at all, haha..." Atsumu raises his eyebrows and shrugs, going to where his brother was. "That was weird." Osamu says next to him.
Aran walked up next to her, asking if she was really okay. "Y-yup! Definitely fine!" Her tone now was high pitched and she was giggling nervously, glancing at the clock every so often. All of the others sent her a confused look, not used to her being so gittery.
"No- really, I'm-" Her phone dings, her eyes widening. Suna suddenly speaks up, "Someone's waiting for Y/n outside, do I tell them to leave or..."
Her eyes went the boy standing sheepishly in the corner, bowing in respect for intruding. "Ah! Takeru-san!" She looks at Kita for permission, he nods.
She quickly grabs Takeru's sleeve along with her bag and bolts out of the gym. All of their eyes on them as they left abruptly.
"Huh." Osamu crosses his arms, a pang of jealousy erupts from almost all of them.
"Come to think of it, Y/n-chan has been going home earlier than usual." Michinari notes. "It's the same guy that walked her home the other day." Ginjima huffs nonchalantly.
"What?! How come that scrub gets to walk her home? Isn't that our job?!" Atsumu grumpily stomps his feet.
"Calm down. Maybe she's just being walked home. Nothing else." Kita says to them. Suna scoffs and rolls his eyes, "They're probably dating."
And then all of a sudden, they start arguing about what's really going on with Y/n and this "Takeru" guy. But so far, the twins and Suna were the ones mostly fighting.
"Oh my god..." Ojiro mutters under his breath, the fight was getting ridiculous. Most of them liked her platonically except for a few, but all of them were equally concerned about who their precious manager was dating and what their intentions are.
"Alright! Stop this." Kita glares and rubs his temples from all of their arguing. They immediately stop, afraid of their captain.
"If you really want to settle this, you all can go try and ask her. Simple as that." The twins glanced at each other, as if they're telepathically communicating something.
They suddenly smirk and Suna gets it immediately.
"Whatever." Suna mutters.
"What are you two planning?" Kita glares at them.
"No, we are not doing this." Shinsuke bluntly says, following the two idiots who came up with this idea. "But you are coming with us, aren't you Kita-san?" Atsumu smirks, walking ahead to the path that Y/n usually took home.
Kita grimaced at the blonde but said nothing. Atsumu wasn't wrong when they said all of them were curious about this guy their manager was hanging out with, their captain was no exception.
Most of the team agreed to accompany the idiots after practice just to ease their minds on the issue. Hence why we're here now, near Y/n's house, hiding behind the bushes.
Her house was simple, nothing fancy. Her last name was engraved on the gate. They could only make out light coming from what they assumed was the kitchen area. All of them waited for a while but nothing happened. That is until Kita glanced on his wrist watch, an irkmark appeared on his forehead. "This is so pointless. Why did I ever-"
"They're coming out! Shush!" Atsumu pushes everyone to hide behind the bushes. "You're the one being so fuckin' noisy, Ratsumu!" Osamu whisper yells. "Shut up yo-"
"Guys?" Y/n stands in front of them confused with Takeru right beside her. "I should really go." The boy beside her says. She turns to Takeru, "Thank you for all the help, Takeru-san." He nods and smiles at her but laughs when he saw the entire volleyball looming over him.
"See ya, Y/n! And good luck!" Takeru waves and walks away. "Now-" She faces them again, "What are you all doing here?" An amused smile takes over her face.
"Atsumu's fault." They all chorused.
"You all followed!" He shouts. A laugh comes out of her mouth, effectively shutting them all up. "Come inside, I have something to show you all."
Unsure glances were thrown to each other until they eventually followed. "Sorry for the intrusion." Kita said first, taking his shoes off.
"Whoa! It's bigger inside! Nice house, Y/n-chan!" The blonde twin says, looking around aimlessly.
"For just how long were you all outside of my house?" Her hands settled on her hips. "Not that long." Osamu says, thwaking his brother's head. "And why...?"
"All of them are curious about this Takeru guy." Aran sighs, taking a seat on the couch.
"Is he your boyfriend? Huh? Is he?" Atsumu sends her a teasing smirk.
"Uh, no?" Y/n said confused. "Is that why you all spied on me?"
"Wait, your telling me that you two aren't dating?" Osamu asks skeptically, leaning on the head of the couch.
"What about yesterday? You were so nervous about something then Takeru came. Ginjima says that he's been walking you home alot lately." Akagi asks curiously.
She laughed and shook her head. "I was nervous because the shop I needed for my project was closing soon."
"Huh? Then why does he get to walk you home earlier everyday now?" Atsumu furrowed his eyebrows.
"Takeru and me are project partners."
"Seriously? Whoops." Suna sucks in his breath, feeling internally embarrassed.
All of them took a moment and looked at each other with an "oh shit" reaction and suddenly erupted in laughter.
An idea popped from inside of her head. She quickly sprinted to her room leaving the boys confused as hell. She came back with a box full of stuff.
"Well! Since you're all here, might as well give these to you all too." She smiled and gave each one of them a neat pouch.
"What's this for?" Kita asks, opening his. His eyes widened as it was a hand made bracelet with his names on them, and an intricate design on each one.
"Cheesy, I know." A blush begins to form on her cheeks. "But I wanted to make everyone something...so this is what I came up with- it's okay if you don't like i-" she was cut off by all of them them gushing over the bracelets their manager made.
"Do...you like them?" They all enthusiastically nodded in unison, already putting them on. She could almost cry happy tears, she spent forever on making them to be perfect.
"I have to admit that Takeru-san was the one who helped me with this... He's a part of the art club, so yeah."
"Ah! So that's why you two walk home together."
Casual chit chat was thrown around and some were comparing who's bracelet were made with more love.
"Glad that was all cleared up." Kita sighs happily, watching them argue again. "Your team was really curious about my dating life, weren't they, Kita-san?"
He laughs with her, "And I'm assuming you came along too because you were curious too, weren't you, Kita-senpai?" Y/n teases the older boy, his face slightly turning pink.
"O-okay! Time to go! It's getting late." Shinsuke coughs and urges everyone to put on their shoes and leave.
"Kita-san is blushing?" He sent Atsumu death glares which made him apologize over and over again.
"Thank you, Y/n-san!" They say in unison while she waves happily from her door.
They couldn't have asked for a better friend to call their manager.
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