Warnings: bribery, and the bullying of disabled kids.
Y/N had enough of it.
Your best friend kept getting picked on by Haizaki, but the bastard was sneaky enough to do it whenever teachers weren’t present.
Lke the male locker room, where every time after P.E, you’d find Haizaki the last to leave and your friend nowhere to be found.
You’d ask for the teacher to go look for him, and then you’d always find him in the locker room, bawling his eyes out over something Haizaki did.
Haizaki would generally wait until everyone was clothed, but your best friend, being on the spectrum, had a particular fondness of water and just couldn’t resist taking a long ass shower. He’d always be the last one to start dressing.
He had tried to take quick showers like everyone, but the anxiety of having to face Haizaki only crippled him and made him stay where he felt safe; under the shower. But he couldn’t stay there forever.
Ensuring Haizaki had some time alone with your best friend.
You were absolutely LIVID.
So you had created a plan.
Considering Haizaki would typically pick on him when he was already dressing, there wouldn’t be any nudity involved if he managed to film Haizaki.
But that would mean planting a camera that he could turn on unsuspiciously in the locker room.
And you didn’t had one.
The AV club had one, but after a small accident with the projector the club room was closed for the rest of the month.
It was totally possible to sneak in, but you were in need of assistance to distract the school’s receptionist. With your best friend being a doomsday thinker, he’d only overthink it and he was a crappy liar so he wouldn’t be good at distracting her.
You needed someone else.
Someone who wouldn’t mind exposing Haizaki for his ableist bullying. Someone who disliked Haizaki enough to take the risk.
After keeping an eye on him for a few days, and trying to note if he had any particular enemies, your eye fell on a purplette.
Murasakibara, a handsome boy on the same basketball team, who was often annoyed with Haizaki’s failed attempts to steal his food.
You were smirking the entire time during lunch, being unable to take your eye of your potential ally.
About a week long, you had studied Murasakibara, and arguably developped a crush.
You might just be a little in denial about it.
But it had given you enough insight, that this boy had some food addiction going on.
You were happy that you had went to London on the previous vacation, and still had some candy left. Foreign candy seemed like the perfect bribery material, and even if Murasakibara didn’t wanted to, you could at least offer it to have him shut up about your plans before you moved onto your next target.
It was lunch break, and you found him sitting with Akashi and Midorima in the music room.
“Murasakibara! Can I talk to you, in private?” You asked him.
He blinked at you with an almost sleepy expression
”Sure, but who are you?” He asked as he stood up, trailing after you.
“That is besides the point. I need your help.”
“Ugh, really?”
“Yes. Murasakibara, this is important!,” you turned around, facing him directly. “My best friend is getting bullied by this guy on your team, Haizaki. I need to catch him, but for that, I need you to distract the receptionist. If everything works out, he might get suspended and you don’t have to worry about him trying to steal your food anymore, plus, I have actual British candy.”
You held your bag up, hoping he understood your rambling. You figured if you didn’t spit it out your deal in one go, he could get bored with the conversation. He didn’t seem like someone with a long attention span to you.
“So, you’ll give me foreign candy if I distract the receptionist?” Murasakibara asked you, cutting to the point of your deal.
“Yes.”
“Okay.” He said, trying to take the bag.
“No, Murasakibara, not until you held up your end of the bargain.” You said, wagging your finger and trying to look as strict as possible, which you couldn’t, because his eyes shining when he was looking at the bag was just so adorable.
The two of you walked to the reception, your plan coming into action.
You sported a maniacal grin, the rush of going to do something forbidden getting to you.
Murasakibara on the other hand, just kept glancing at you and your bag. He was a simple man.
“Now, please go tell the receptionist about there being a leak in the male bathroom on the second floor. But try to beat around the bush for a bit, stall her as I grab the keys to the AV club room.”
Then, you hurried a tiny bit ahead, slowly passing the school’s reception. You dropped your bag once you were around the corner, waiting for Murasakibara to approach.
You spotted him going sluggishly to the receptionist, her long graying hair pulled back into a bun so tight you wondered why her eyes weren’t popping out yet.
“Ehm, hello,” he said, as he stood still in front of her, your cue to slowly start crawling back around the corner, praying to the heavens no one else was going to go to the reception during lunch.
“Hello. Is there something you need?” The woman asked, curtly.
“Yeah, I am coming to report something.” Murasakibara drawled out, as you silently crawled near her and her desk.
Your heart was pounding so hard, you could hear your own heartbeat.
You were behind her as you heard her ask, “Well, what do you come to report?”
“There is a leak.” Murasakibara replied, trying his best to focus on the woman’s face and not on you, as you slowly picked the key of the AV club room from the key rack.
“A leak? Where?”
You slowly crawled back, trying not to screw up at the last minute.
“The male bathroom.”
The receptionist sighed, sounding like she was beginning to get annoyed with him as you just crawled past her desk, you could feel your palms beginning to sweat.
“Which floor?”
You sped up, trying to be as quick as possible. You had made a squeaking sound as you passed the corner, and you nearly let out a ‘shit’ which made you instinctively bite your tongue.
But Murasakibara quickly covered for you. “Second floor.”
You were breathing really fast by the time you got back to your bag with candy, and you heard the sounds of her standing up.
As she left to go see, Murasakibara slipped back to you.
Still feeling your heart pound, you wordlessly handed him the bag.
“Thanks.” He accepted it, and threw you a long look. You stared back silently, his purple eyes almost seeming to capture your soul. “But you still haven’t told me your name.”
You blinked, surprised he actually wanted to know. “it’s L/n Y/N.”
He stared at you one more final time before he walked off, munching on your candies. “See you later Y/n-chin.”
