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There’s hella exposition, oopsies, but it’s an easy read.
The Time of My Life
Warning! This is a tickle fic!
Ships: Platonic!Asahi Azumane x Yuu Nishinoya
Warnings: Tickles, a very sad bb Noya
Prompt: All that Nishinoya wants is a dance partner that won’t poke fun at him for his love of it.
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“Wait you’re serious?” Tanaka asked dumbfounded, subsequently slapping a hand to his mouth to muffle his laughter.
Nishinoya frowned as his ears burned, “W-well It’s- I’ve a-always wanted t-to try it but-“ he sighed, “just- never mind.”
The libero walked away from his friend in complete and utter embarrassment. Who was he kidding? All of his friends would tell him no or make fun of him, just like Tanaka and Hinata did. He plugged his earbuds into his iPod and played the music that always makes him happy.
He trudged outward with his hands, and iPod, in his pockets. Tears of frustration pricked the corners of his eyes as he remembered the mocking words of his “friends”. Nishinoya paced down the sidewalk toward the empty gym. They don’t have practice today, so it should be empty. When he finally reached the spacious room, he buried his head in his hands and sighed heavily.
“Yeah sure, I’ll be quick I just have to grab my bag.“ the gym doors opened to reveal Karasuno’s ace with a grin spreading from his lips to his eyes.
Nishinoya hastily wiped his leaking eyes and turned his back to hide from Asahi.
“Uh actually Daichi, I’m gonna be a little bit. Coach wants to talk to me. Let’s all just meet at his store when we finish up.” The ace shut the door behind him and immediately sat down next to his best friend.
“Ah. S-sorry, Asahi. Didn’t t-think anyone would be here.” Noya blinked his eyes to let the welling tears fall from them.
The spiker smiled sympathetically as he reached up to dry his buddy’s eyes, “What’s goin’ on, Noya?”
“Nothin’. “Nishinoya mumbled, “Is’stupid.”
“Clearly not if you’re this upset.” Asahi placed a reassuring hand on his friend’s shoulder, “You know that I’ll never judge you. You just have to open up.”
The libero sighed, “Hinata and Tanaka think I’m some kind of girly kid now.” he spoke softly as he sniffled.
“What?” Asahi’s eyebrows furrowed in anger and confusion, “Why is that?”
“You promise you won’t laugh at me?” The second year asked as he looked at his best friend.
“I promise you, Nishinoya.” The spiker replied in a serious tone.
“Y’know that movie called Dirty Dancing?...” Nishinoya asked as his gaze trailed away from Asahi’s.
“Yep. I’ve seen it quite a few times.” Asahi replies, “Keep going. What’s going on?”
“T-the dance scene at the end...” Noya took a deep breath.
Now or never.
“I-I really wanna t-try it.” He replied in a soft, squeaky voice.
“And that’s why they made fun of you...” Asahi concluded aloud.
The ace sighed as Nishinoya nodded sadly and started to trail on about how it “didn’t matter”, and how he’d “get over it”. He jumped up to his feet suddenly and offered a hand for the libero.
The younger of the two took it hesitantly, immediately being pulled into a ballroom dancing position.
“Whaaa? Asahi you know how to dance?!” Nishinoya’s frown practically evaporated.
“Don’t tell the guys. Mom made me take lessons for a middle school cotillion and I just kept going with it.” Asahi replied with a kind smile, “Play the song.”
“You know the dance too??”
“Recitals.” Asahi replied dryly, “Again not a word to the guys.”
Nishinoya let out a loose chuckle as he unplugged his earbuds and began to play The Time of My Life. The two volleyball players glided through the dance efficiently; shock was a common feeling for both parties, wondering why the other knew the dance so well.
Noya was enjoying himself wholly. It felt so good to be able to embrace a passion, without being belittled or picked on for it. Even better is that his partner is Asahi: his best friend, his favorite person, his idol, his ace.
The apex of the song came close and the second year was completely lost in the sound. Before he knew it, he was running toward Asahi, ready to fly. The ace hoisted him in the air effortlessly, and he giggled madly at the sudden change in height... or so Asahi thought.
“Why are you laughing so much?” Asahi questioned as his own features upturned.
“Y-your hahahand!” Nishinoya replied with his eyes screwed shut, struggling to keep still, “Ihihihit tihihickles!”
Asahi’s eyes illuminated as he discovered the icing on the cake to make his buddy feel better. “Oh yeah?” The ace bear hugged the smaller boy and prodded at his sides.
“Ahahasahahihihi! Nohohoho!” The libero cried as he gripped the spiker’s head lightly.
“I’m not Asahi anymore! I’m Patrick Swayze!” He cooed, digging in a little more earnestly.
“Shuhuhut uhuhuhup!”
The ace gasped dramatically as he looked at the crumbling second year in his tickly clutches. “How dare you tell the great Patrick Swayze to shut up?!”
“ ‘Msahahaharry!” Noya replied while giggling furiously, not at all ready for the spiker’s next attack.
Asahi nudged Nishinoya’s shirt up to his ribs with his wrist. “Behold my true might!”
“Asahi what’re you gonna- dNGH AHAHAHSAHAHAHIHIHIHI!” The libero’s eyes widened, and he jolted, as he felt a pair of lips connect with his bare stomach and vibrate, “NAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THAHAHAHAT!”
The ace’s lips upturned as he took in a breath for another raspberry.
“ASAHI! WAIT!”
“What?” The spiker asked innocently, looking up at the breathless second year and squeezing at his bare sides.
“IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHES!”
“I’ve noticed.”
“YOHOHOHOU DOHOHOHONT GEHEHET IHIHIT!”
“What don’t I get?”
The ace brought his lips down for yet another torturous raspberry.
“Y-YOHOHOHOUR BEHEHEHEARD!!” The libero finally sputtered as he felt lips meet his stomach once again, “SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAD!”
Ah finally Asahi understood. The spiker sucked in a huge breath and blew with all of his might.
The scream of sheer horror, that emitted from Nishinoya, was arguably Asahi’s most favorite sound in the world.
“OKAHAHAHAY! THAHAHAHATS ENOHOHOHOUGH!” Nishinoya gripped the hair on the crown of Asahi’s head as he laughed uncontrollably.
“Ahh.” Asahi said as he pulled back to let the little libero breathe.
“You- why- whawasthafor??”
“Noooooya...?”
“Don’t dodge my question!” The second year now had his wind back.
“But Nooooyaaaa!”
“What?!”
“One more?” Asahi asked as his eyes sparkled, grip tightening around the libero’s waist.
“I-“ Nishinoya sighed as a wobbly smile came onto his face, “o-one more.” He replied sheepishly as his ears burned.
“Woo!” Asahi cheered as he sucked in a huge breath.
Noya screwed his eyes shut and waited for the raspberry to come...
“Wh-“ Nishinoya looked down to see the spiker smiling up at him, “I thought you were gonna do an- AH!”
The libero was cut off by the ace dipping him down to the floor and ruthlessly digging into his sides and stomach.
Noya was in a playful mood and decided to take it out on Asahi.
“Hey asahi”. “Yes noya” he answered.
“Would like an uhhh… massage!” He offered.
“May I ask why your offering” Asahi suspects. “I-i um well you have a rough job as the ace and also it’s my duty as your teammate and boyfriend that you aren’t stiff that can really mess you and the team up” Noya explained “good job noya he’ll totally believe you now” he thought to himself.
“Um ok sure but I would have to get on the floor” Asahi agrees as he closed his book. “Um nononono I-it’s a foot massage” noya shouts frantically waving his hands. Leaving Asahi with an confused look.
“Yeah you can just continue reading your little book and I’ll give you an massage” noya explained. “Well ok” Asahi went back to reading his book.
Noya starts massaging his Left foot “so how’s it feel” he asked “it feel quite nice thanks yuu” he thanked “it’s no problem after all it’s my duty to make sure that your in tiptop shape” noya smiled.
Couple minutes passed he decided to start messing with Asahi he “accidentally” scratched his foot. “ gAh I noya what’re you doing” Asahi squeaked. “Sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you it was an accident” giving Asahi and innocent look and Asahi buying it and going back to what he was reading.
“That was something it’s time to go full in now” noya thought.” Hey Asahi you wanna see a cool hack” Noya asks before standing up. “Uh sure why not” Asahi focused on noya. “Ok so put your arms straight out and try to get out of it” noya explained as he shoved a broomstick up his turtleneck top. “Um ok” Asahi agrees mega confused.
“Now you’ve got too break from out of it and stop me ok” noya grinned evilly. “S-stop you from what?” Asahi nervously asked. “This” noya said as he tickled Asahi’s foot
“Y-yuuhuhu STohohop it” he asked jerking around. “You have to try and stop me” noya slightly giggled before moving up to the ball of his foot. “NEHehe noyahahahaha stahAhaAhaha”
“What was that I couldn’t here you” he teased. “GAHAHAH your ihihin soo muhuch trouble when IEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHA” Asahi attempts to threaten him before bursting into fits and giggles.
“NOHOHOHO NOHOHOT THERE AHAHAHAHAHA” noya was currently under his toes scratching the sweet spot.
Suddenly noya felt two large hands grab at his sides. “I win” Asahi chuckles before pinning noya and attacking his ribs.“NAHAHA IHIM SAHAHARREHE”
“Next time just tell me that you’re bored and feeling playful” Asahi noted.
Shorty is a little long bc I got too into the backstory
Asahi has had enough of Nishinoya’s shit. Easiest way to put it. The second year was desperately trying to get him back on the team. He had to give the libero credit though, he was trying so hard to make the ex ace’s life easier.
“Asahi I’ll help you!” Noya chimed as he saw the third year standing by the door, arms full of books.
“I-oh. Thanks, Noya!” Asahi forced himself to usher a smile.
“No prob, ace!” the younger boy cooed.
“Nishinoya.” Asahi began.
Oh shit. Asahi never calls him that.
“Y-yeah?” Now he was nervous. What was Asahi going to say?
“If I come with you to just watch practice, will you stop groveling at my feet?” The ace hissed in a gentle tone.
The boy’s eyes lit up, “REALLY?” He jumped up and down excitedly, “like really really?”
“Against proper judgement, yeah.” The third year sighed, “But... I want to see your electric first years that you keep rambling on about.”
“NICE!”
When the duo appeared at practice, Nishinoya was ecstatic to announce his ace’s precense. “GUYS! GUYS I DID IT! I GOT ASAHI BACK!”
Asahi chuckled and furrowed his eyebrows, “I’m not here for real yet, Noya. I’m just here to watch those first years.”
“Ugggggh!” The libero whined.
“I mean it, Noya.” Asahi hissed.
The practice was going great. The first years were just as sporadic as Nishinoya claimed. The players were on top of their game, except for Noya. The libero was off his game, missing even the most basic serves.
“Noya. Go take a break.” Daichi commanded.
Nishinoya sighed and trudged to the club room with his head hanging low. There has to be something he can do. He just needed the ace’s attention.
Noya needed something to convince the ace fast. Against his good conscience, he went into the club room and shouted:
“ASAHI! I KINDA STARTED A FIRE IN HERE!”
The ace sprung into action, running into the room. He scooped up Nishinoya, placed the boy on his shoulders, and ran back into the main room of the gym.
“Asahi? What’s going on?” Daichi asked quickly, rushing to see the club room just as it had been left, “Noya said there’s a fire?”
“Care to explain, Nishinoya?” Asahi furrowed his eyebrows as he bit the inside of his lip.
“Hi Asahi.” Noya grinned from his seated position on his ace’s shoulders, “Thanks for saving me.”
“Was there actually a fire?” Asahi hoisted Noya off his shoulder and placed him on his feet. The ace pursed his lips, glaring thickly at the libero.
“Heh. You read me like a book, ace.”
“NISHINOYA!” Asahi roared, “Are you stupid? Do you know how dangerous that could’ve been!”
Noya sighed, “I know. I just... needed to get your attention.”
“Well you have it. What is it?”
“I just really miss this, Asahi. I miss playing with you, I miss pulling stupid pranks like this on you, I miss games in the club room, I miss tickle fights, I miss watching your best spikes from each game, I miss your stupid knock knock jokes, I just...” Nishinoya’s mood slowly turned sour as he reminisced, “I just miss you, Ace.”
“Oh Noya. I miss it all too. And watching practice made me realize that I wanted to be on that court again.” Asahi admitted as he pulled Nishinoya into a hug.
“Please just come back. Can’t keep carrying all your stupid heavy books.” Noya mumbled, voice muffled by Asahi’s shirt.
“I will. I miss all of our stupid stuff too.” Asahi cooed, “especially our tickle fights.” Nishinoya could hear his evil grin.
“Ace you wouldn’t dare.” Noya’s eyes widened as he ran to Daichi for protection, “Keep me safe, Cap!”
Daichi simply chuckled and hooked his elbows the libero’s arms, pinning them upward.
“Daichi what?! Captain?” Noya’s lips upturned into a nervous grin as Asahi slowly wiggled his fingers.
“Now let’s see. Where were his tickle spots again, cap?” Asahi cooed as he inched toward his underclassman.
“Nowhere! I’m not ticklish anymohohohohore! Ahahasahahahihihi!” Noya whined and struggled in Daichi’s grip as Asahi clawed at his stomach.
“Hi Noya. Thanks for letting me tickle you.” Asahi mocked the libero
“Ahahahahcehehe!” Noya’s face flushed red as he wiggled.
“No such luck. Let’s try here.” Asahi cooed, drilling his fingers into Nishinoya’s ribcage.
“stahahahap! Nohohohoho!” The libero whined, giggling madly.
“Awww we found his giggle spot.” The ace teased, drumming his fingers through the jersey.
“Ahahasahahahihihi!” Noya kicked his legs in earnest.
“Now that you mention it Asahi. He doesn’t seem to be ticklish anymore. Maybe we should try his most ticklish spot.”
“NO! NO! DO NOT TOUCH MY THIGHS!”
“Oh. We thought it was under your arms. Well, if you insisted on telling us, you must want us to tickle you there.” Asahi chimed, slowly scraping his fingers across Noya’s bare things.
“NO! nohoho! dohohohont!” Noya kicked his feet vigorously.
“I haven’t even touched you yet!” Asahi chuckled as he gently squeezed the boy’s thighs
“AHAHAHASAHAHAHIHIHI! NOHOHOHO!” Noya thrashed in Daichi’s killer grip.
“He lies to us Cap, he is ticklish!” Asahi cooed as he dug in a little harder, “You should try this Daichi, it’s fun.”
Daichi simply chuckled and shook his head, “you’re tiring him out ace finish up.”
“AHAHAHSAHAHAHIHIHI! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOREHEHE!” Noya squealed as he writhed madly, smacking Daichi’s chest.
“All right, all right. I’ll leave you alone.” Asahi chimed, lifting his hands. Daichi released his grip and helped Noya stand up straight.
Nishinoya panted, a giddy smile painted on his face, “I... I-I missed this.”
“Well it’s a good thing we’ll be seeing each other every day.” Asahi stated with a wink toward his libero.
Of course the energetic boy jumped to his feet and beamed, “YOU REALLY MEAN IT?”
“Oh yeah. Now our tickle fights can be a daily occurrence.” The ace replied sweetly
“Oh tickle fights? That was hardly fair. Daichi totally had me all helpless I couldn’t even fight baHAHAHAHACK-“
“You want a tickle fight? You’ll get one.” Asahi cooed, drilling his thumbs into Noya’s thighs.
