(Y/n's POV)
Saturday is finally here and I'm stuck at home because I couldn't keep my cool. I wanted to go to the 3 on 3 today but I can't. I feel bad that I'm missing it. At least I can sleep in and be lazy all day, so I'm not feeling too bad about it.
Yesterday was weird. Not just the fact I totally lost my cool, which never happens, but Kageyama came over and I didn't know how to react to that. Most of the time he was here he looked like he was trying not to mess something up. His face was red most of the time too. It was kind of cute, I can't deny that. His shy smile was sweet too. Ugh. When did I start thinking like this? It was never a problem in middle school. Well, that could be because I couldn't talk to anyone. Either way, it's weird.
I sit up in my bed and debate on if I should get up or not. Mom is home and she should know what happened by now. I don't want to face her. If Sugawara is home I don't want to face him either. I sigh deeply and throw my legs to the edge of my bed. I stand up and walk to my mirror. I look at myself and shrug off my morning look. I turn to the door and get ready for whoever awaits me outside. I open my door slowly and peek out staring down the hallway. I then step out and head to the kitchen. My mom is standing at the sink doing the dishes. I don't think and walk to her and take over. It's the least I could do. She looks at me surprised but soon excepted it. I don't look at her. Even if I wanted to I couldn't.
"You're up early," she says quietly. I nod and hum in response. I don't even know what time it is. I never checked. I don't care to ask or look up from the dishes.
"So I got a call from the school yesterday," she says getting coffee. I tense up a little bit, but then relax already knowing she did. "I'm not mad," she's lying, but she doesn't want to show that she's not just mad but disappointed. "I think it is wise to go to someone about your..." she pauses trying to find a word for it, "Problems," she decides is the best option. I stop cleaning the plate I was working on. I turn back at her. She looks so broken.
"No. Mom you know we can't afford that," I argue. She sighs, she must have known I would say that. "I won't let you. I can handle myself just fine. I just got a little mad yesterday that's all." I continue. She looks at me with a disbelieving look. I shake my head and turn back to the dishes.
"Honey, don't you see how much you need it? You're always home, you don't seem to have friends," she keeps going but I almost shut her out completely. Sure I don't have friends but I have Sugawara and Kageyama. At least I think that's what we are. It's confusing right now. "Are you even listening?" Mom has started yelling and I didn't even notice until now. She's letting out her anger but seems to be trying to hold it back.
"Yes mom," I say quietly. I don't dare to look at her.
"Look at me," she yells. Even though she's yelling her voice has a soft touch to it. I slowly turn around keeping my eyes down. I can't stand to see her face. I just stare at her feet. "Look at me!" She repeats louder. I slowly move my eyes to her face. Single tears dip down her cheeks. I force myself not to take my eyes off of hers. I feel hot tears build in my eyes.
"I'm worried about you. Don't you see how much it pains me to see you like this?" She says pointing to herself. Stop. Please. I understand. Just stop. I blink and all the water that has built-in my eyes falls. "If you're not going to go to anyone then make friends and talk to them. I know that's hard for you, but please," she whimpers. "I just want to see you smile again. A real one." Stop. Please stop talking. I wish I never come out of my room. I could have avoided this feeling.
"I'm sorry," I whisper, "I know I'm a burden on this family. You don't have to remind me." She was shocked at my words. She almost looks frightened. She rushes towards me and hugs me tightly. My arms are at my side and I don't bother to move them.
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No One But You [Kageyama x reader]
FanfictionY/n is starting high school. She's not all excited to have to face people at school. Even when she tries to hide herself from people she can't help but notice a very peculiar boy in her class. [Please be nice this is my first story/book. It's also...