The Transfer Student (Aoba Johsai x Reader)

Eight: Failed Manifestations

"Shit, my head hurts."

I complain to an equally hungover Makki, who tosses a pill bottle and some water to me. Quickly, I take the advil and glup, then gesture for him to speak. 

"At least you're not all over Snapchat doing body shots off your best friend."

He snaps, the words making me laugh as I begin to prepare our bentos for today. Since they boys have (hopefully) three games today, Makki will need as much food as humanly possible.

"You ready for your games, Takahiro?"

I ask and he nods, still looking at the chaos of last night that is all over everyone's Snapchat. Once I'm done creating the bentos, I open my own phone, laughing at the picture of Semi and I that's currently on my story. Quickly, I text Iwaizumi and Oikawa back, then pocket my phone. 

"Makki, ready to go?"

I ask the boy, who nods and grabs his giant, white duffel bag. The two of us efficiently exit our house, ready for another day of chaos. 

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Oikawa immediately gives me a hug when I walk over to the team, giving me a free view to his still present hickey.

"So last night wasn't a complete fever dream?"

I say aloud, causing Iwaizumi to glance over at us while Oikawa blushes. 

"Shut up! Like you've never gotten a hickey before!"

He retaliates, and I laugh before revealing a small bruise on my own neck.

"You weren't the only one having a good time. Atsumu is a great kisser."

I state, ignoring his further questions as I re-adjust my blue warm up. The boy grins, remembering one of the many dares from yesterday as we walk onto the crowded bus. Naturally, I sit next to the flirty brunette, Mattsun sitting across from me. 

"Hey, Y/N, you gotta see this video from last night. Semi shouldn't have introduced you to Tendou, y'all were insane."

Mattsun says to me, basically shoving a video of Tendou and I shaking ass (idc what y'all say, y'all have fat asses), and I laugh at the complete stupidity of my twerking skills. 

"Why'd you record that? If you wanted me to shake my ass for you, I would've done it off camera."

I flirt, Oikawa gasping next to me as Mattsun smirks, squeezing my hand before letting go.

"Maybe I'll take you up on that."

He responds back, and I dramatically lick my lips. 

"If you win, maybe I'll do it for you as a reward."

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Aoba Johsai easily wins the next two games, yet they all seem to be more tense. 

"Great, we have Ushiwaka next. Can't wait for him to ask me to go to Shiratorizawa for the millionth time."

Oikawa grumbles, the rest of the team looking disheartened. 

"He's not getting you, stupid. Iwa won't let you go."