app13pi3 ~ K. Kozume [TEMPORARY HIATUS]

•salty beanstalk with glasses•

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"N/N!" a loud voice called to you.

"BO!" you yell back to the voice.

it was the first official day of the training camp, you've gotten closer with the other managers after the incident with yukie. in fact you've gotten closest to her the most since you have a lot in common.

bokuto was now right beside you.

"WILL YOU COME PRACTICE BLOCKS WITH US." he asks.

"OF COURSE!" you respond.

everyone learned very quickly that if the two of you are near each other to prepare for yelling.

"WANNA RACE?" you ask him as you turn from the vending machine.

he nods excitedly.

"3.."

"2.."

"1!"

and you both take off. you may not be fast when running in gym class or when forced, but if you're having fun, consider yourself usain bolt.

you reach the large doors to the gym at the same time as bokuto, but you touched the door first.

"YES!" you yell happily.

"GOOD JOB N/N!" he ruffled your hair.

"THANK YOU BO!"

you open the doors to see a salty bean stalk being bothered by kuroo.

"whos the lamp post?" you ask the frosted tipped ace.

"that's uh.. tsuk- tsuki.."

"tsukishima." akaashi answers.

"right! tsukibalala."

"i'm gonna introduce myself!" you say as you skip over to the beanstalk.

"y/n! talk him into blocking with us!" kuroo yells at you.

you ignore him and talk to the blond.

"hi! i'm y/n! it's nice to meet you tsukibalala." you beam at the boy.

"y/n.. like from the group chat?"

you gasp, "you're in the group chat?!"

"yeah. they kept adding me back."

"i know who you are now!"

he looks at you expectantly.

"you're salt!" you yell.

kuroo lets out a hyena like laugh, akaashi tries to hold in his laugh but ends up letting out a giggle, and bokuto tumbles over clutching his stomach.

you look at the three, confused as to why they're laughing.

bokuto gets up and ruffles your hair, then akaashi, then kuroo. 

"why mess up my hair?" you pout.

"we can't mess kuroo's up." bokuto shrugs.

"and bokuto uses so much hair gel that it's be physically impossible to." kuroo adds to their point.

you were about to ask about akaashi, but then you realized that he'd look good no matter what.

"touché." you say while still pouting.

"tall dude!" you call to the blond who was now on his phone.

"what?"

"so salty," you mumble.

"help us with blocks." you state confidently.

"no."

"yes."

"no."

"yes."

"no."

"no." you smirk.

"no." you frown at this response.

you turn to the three boys.

"i give up." you say while throwing yourself on the floor.

"he killed n/n!" bokuto gasps.

you playfully stick your tongue out and say the word dead very dramatically.

a little something you picked up from babysitting and zootopia.

"look what you did tsukki dude," kuroo said with his infamous smirk. "now you have to practice with us."

to say that the first year looked like he wanted nothing more than to die would be an understatement.

"if it gets you off of my back then fine." he grumbles.

you spring into the air and run to the court. you start doing arm circles and other various stretches to make sure that you don't hurt the next day.

"i'm so excited!" you squeal.

kuroo and tsukishima walk over to you and also start warming up.

bokuto and akaashi are on the other side of the net, finishing up stretching.

"i'm gonna block one of the top four high school aces." you say facing kuroo, but it was meant for bokuto to hear.

"you heard her you horned bastard, she's gonna block you." kuroo yells to bokuto.

bokuto looks at you with a smile that says 'i'd like to see you try.'

"let's get this over with." tsukishima mumbles.

"you heard the man! let's get started!" you happily yell.

akaashi nods and then looks at bokuto to see if he's ready yet.

'i got this! i believe in myself! if i can block yamamoto's i can blocks bokuto's!' you mentally hype yourself up.

before you know it, the ball is slammed down across the court.

"HEY HEY HEYYY!"

you look at your friend with wide eyes. you then look at kuroo and he simply shrugs.

now you know what to expect.

you look at bokuto with determination written all over your face. his confidence falters slightly.

why is he so intimidated by a cute, 5'3 girl.