untitled (will be titled later)
high school au, gn!reader, reader has a boyfriend, kageyama x reader, tsukishima x reader, not proofread, self-indulgent, no smut | 969 words
âhey, tsukishima,â you wave at him, hanging your schoolbag on your chair next to him as you start to unpack for the school day at karasuno. he mutters a âheyâ back, taking off his headphones right as the first morning bell rings. you receive a notification buzz from your phone, so you quietly try to check it before the teacher finds out.Â
it's not anything really, just your boyfriend.
âi hate to say this but i might need to cancel our date tonight. my sensei just told me i had a test tomorrow and i need to cram.â
you know you can't do much about it. to you, it's an obvious lie from him. your boyfriend doesn't study. he's pulled this excuse multiple times before, but you really can't do anything except sigh and try to reschedule, only for the next to get cancelled again. when will he ever just come clean?
closing your phone and putting back in your bag, you slump onto your desk, resting your chin on your arms as you mindlessly read the agenda on the chalkboard. next to you, you hear tsukishima scoff under his breath.
âhe ditched you again? which excuse was it this time?â he says, propping his elbow up. you turn your head to look at him and sigh.
âexam.â quoting with your fingers, rolling your eyes. âthereâs literally no exams after midterms. i donât know what heâs talking about.â
tsukishima laughs. âseriously?â
âright? like, you can just say you want to hang out with your friends, thereâs no reason to-â
âtsukishima? [name]? anything youâd like to share with the class?â your teacher announces. both of you look up at her, while the rest of the class are staring at the two of you. tsukishima coughs, looking away.
âum, no,â you apologize, bowing your head. âiâm sorry kanedo-sensei.â your teacher replies, then faces back to the board. you look at tsukishima, whoâs back to looking at the board as well. sighing, you go back to paying attention to the class.
âyou should just break up.â
âhuh?â you hear tsukishima mutter something, turning your head to face him. âwhat did you say?â
ââŠnothing. focus before he calls us out again.â tsukishima eyes you, still facing the board. you roll your eyes again, mumbling about how he never tells you anything.
you fidget in your seat, eyeing the clock as if itâll run away if you donât. the last bell was seconds away, but your teacher just had to keep you guys until the bell.
âkanedo-sensei is pissing me off,â you grumble to tsukishima, whoâs already packing up his books. âthereâs no point in keeping us here.â he mutters an approval.
as soon as the bell rang, you sprang out of your seat, cleaning up your books and stationery at quite the speed of light. tsukishima stares.
âwhy are you so quick today,â he asks. you look up at him, whoâs already done. you scoff.
âiâm the one thatâs too quick?â you motion between the difference between the two. âanyways, i have a classmate that needs tutoring. yachi transferred him over to me. and i supposedly had a date tonight, so i made the session earlier. and now i have to run to this guyâs house.â you stuff everything into your bag before running out the classroom door. âcya tomorrow, tsukishima!â
tsukishima slowly pushed in his chair, not even looking at where you left. who does yachi even tutor?
yamaguchi met him in the hallways.
âwhatâs up? you look a bit more annoyed than normal,â he asks tsukishima.
âitâs nothing.â tsukishima grits out, rubbing his temples.
âi could obviously do better than that guy.â
after running like a maniac, reaching the house that your student was in, you paused outside the front door. you put your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath. the front door peers open, and you look up.
itâs a guy youâve seen around in the hallways. what was his name? tsukishima had mentioned him before. black hair, dark blue eyes⊠was he also on the volleyball team?
after a long pause of eye contact between you two, he coughs, and you immediately straighten up.
âi-iâm sorry for being a bit late, my class was let out late,â you apologize. the guy blinks.
âhuh?â he cocks his head to the side. âyou said 4:30 PM. itâs only 3:30.â now itâs you blinking. (guys pls pretend he didnât go to practice today)
âoh.â you cough. âiâm terribly sorry, i can leave now if you want, iâll just come back laterâŠâ you back up, bowing.
he opens the door. âno, i mean, itâs fine, you can come in,â he sputters. âi have nothing to do before. we can start earlier. i just need to shower.â
âoh, um,â you say. a bit frozen, you gain your consciousness back, walking slowly towards the door. âthank you.â you enter his house.
itâs a nice home, to be honest. everythingâs clean, but somehow feels a bit empty.
âyou can come in my room, i donât really have a lot of places outside of that for studying,â he mutters, walking to his room. you follow him, looking around as he leads to his room.
you enter his bedroom. itâs extremely clean. except for his books. his bed is cleanly put together, but on his desk, itâs a horrible mess. books upon books, but not a single thing actually open. you sigh. clean but canât study. the best pairing ever.
âwell, i, uh,â he clears his throat. âiâm gonna go and, um, shower, if thatâs like, okay with you,â he says, looking away.
you blink. âoh, yeah, sure, go ahead.â the awkward silence between you two only made it worse to be here. he starts walking out. you catch him right before he leaves. âoh, wait, what was your name again?â
he turns around, looking back from the door.
guys how was itâŠ. lmkâŠ.
ive been needing this in my veins for a while im so glad itâs out now
ANYWAYS what should i name this !! comment down below