>Author's Note<
I'm so sorry for not updating in a while. School ha sbeen dragging me down, I've also been through a phase where I don't touch social medias excluding Youtube but I'm back now. I've gotten more motivation now too so I'll try to write more often, again, I'm so sorry for not updating. I hope people are still willing to read my work and I'm forever grateful for those who do, thank you. Now, onto the story!
>End of Author's Note<<Third Person P.O.V>
"Can't believe that I'm actually considering this.", groaned Shirabu to the person at the other end of the call.
"Haha, come on Shirabu-kun, it wouldn't be that bad.", Sugawara said, the third year setter and vice-captain of Karasuno. "We're going to be there, so you wouldn't be around strangers.".
Shirabu sighed in distress. He doesn't know why he's being stressed out by this 'party'. It doesn't sound too bad, he didn't really have a big problem with parties such at these but he just has a feeling that something will happen there.
"Why are you so worked up with this Shirabu? You're not usually like this.".
"I have no idea, honestly...", said Shirabu, trailing off.
"I think it's because my team and some others are gonna be there and chaotic things are going to happen.".
"Don't worry, if you feel uncomfortable then you can tell me, Daichi, Iwaizumi or Akaashi, we aren't going to force you.", assured the older male through the phone.
Shirabu could hear the softness in Suga's voice and that seems to somewhat calm him down. Shirabu sighed for oh how many times that day.
"That makes the situation slightly better, thanks Sugawara-san.", said Shirabu.
"Your welcome!", replied Suga. "Is there anything else I could help with? Or if you would just like to rant, I'll listen.".
"No, I'm good, thanks. Daichi really got a good catch ey.", answered Shirabu in a teasing matter on the second sentence. Suga went silent for some time and Shirabu guessed that he was blushing.
"Anyways, thank you again. Talk to you later, Sugawara-san.". Shirabu clicked the stop button on his screen and the call ended.
Meanwhile...
<Semi's P.O.V>
It was almost the sunset but I was already outside, taking a walk around the woods near my neighbourhood. It was peaceful, no one was around in this area much so I don't have to worry about anyone finding me here. There was a lake in the inner of the woods, the reflection of me on the water was very clear, it was beautiful.
I sat down on a big rock around the edge of the lake, humming slowly and gently.
I had my ear phones on and it started playing "Backyard Boy" by Claire Rosinkranz, cover by Gian Franco.
"5, 6, 7, 8. Dance with me in my backyard boy. Lookin' super fine in your corduroy. Drive me 'round the block, we can go in a loop, and we'll turn the volume up on some good boy band tunes. Feel the fresh air, I can feel your eyes stare. I'm not gonna lie, I get a little bit scared. My heart is on wings, I'm living in dreams. And on the top of our lungs, we sing..."
"Dadadadadada, dadadadadada"
"Everything is perfect"
"Dadadadadada, dadadadadada"
"All our words were worth it"
"Dadadadadada, dadadadadada"
"Dancin' around like a clown at the circus"
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Something More Than Teammates
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