y/n pov
[ alarm noises ]
"ugh.." i groaned, sitting up from my desk and my eyes widened to see kenma and i's call still going.
"yo kenma, get up." a voice said that scared the shit out of me and quickly hung up.
"bitch-" i said while clenching my heart.
i calmed down and turned off my computer before heading to the shower, leaving my phone on my desk.
-
kenma
hey
goodmorning
sorry if kuroo scared you
i can see u hung up a few seconds ago
anyways i have school, ill text you after.
-
after my shower, i got dressed and grabbed my phone to see messages from kenma.
"kuroo?- OH!" i gasped before laughing then sending kenma a goodmorning text.
— timeskip 🏃🏽
"kita-san please!" i ran behind him.
atsumu was currently trying to take my phone after seeing me text kenma in class. nosy ass.
kita just continued to walk, occasionally pushing atsumu away when he got too close.
"that dumbass decides to turn on the fan- AT midnight-" i heard osamu's voice.
"samu ! get your fucking brother!" i ran towards him, suna automatically pushing me behind me protectively
"she was texting a boy!" atsumu shouted and osamu just stared.
"wait- a boy?" suna and kita asked at the same time.
"a Friend." i corrected.
"who is a Boy?" kita questioned as aran turned the corner.
[ ding ]
kenma:
im on break, wanna play minecraft when i get home? i promise to find you a new dog or whatever.
y/n:
sounds
👨🏽🍳😘🤏🏽
but i am currently getting chased by a group of tall ass volleyball players because i got caught texting you 😩
—
"y/n!" they shouted and i jumped.
"A FRIEND." i glared and they nodded as the bell rung, dragging me to the gym.
"one day someone's gonna get worried and report yall." i told them as kita unlocked the gym.
"not necessarily, we're just the bestest of friends."
"you, a tall ass, ALSO popular boy who plays volleyball just dragged a 5'1 innocent-" suna laughed, cutting me off as i glare at him, "-GIRL through the hall. do that in public and you'll be in jail miya."
i told him as the other members sat up the net.
"not true, plus you need to tell me about your boyfrie-" BONK!
"HES MY FRIEND." i kicked him in the back of the legs, watching him fall.
i smirked to myself before dusting off my hands as if i brutally beat someone up.
"y/n, catch!" suna shouted as he threw the ball, obviously too far for me to reach.
"asshole!" i yelled before going to dive (? LMAOOO) the ball.
"you little-" i said before spiking it at his head.
osamu died at this, immediately falling on his ass and laughing.
"y/n-"
"your boyfriend texted!" atsumu talked over aran when he approached me.
"he said-"
"IM GOING TO KILL YOU!" I SHOUTED BEFORE GRABBING THE VOLLEYBALL AND CHASING HIM, REPEATEDLY SMACKING IT INTO HIS HEAD.
"you're gonna give him flashbacks-" aran said as atsumu tensed then started chasing me.
"aran pLEA-" i screamed as atsumu grabbed me and threw my over his shoulder.
"kita-san!" i cried out, making grabby hands when i saw him come back to the court, in different clothes.
"put her down atsumu, we have practice." he clapped and atsumu put me down and going to change but not before literally bonking me on my head.
💥🔨 type shit.
unedited
at this point i'm writing anything
i'll probably stop at around 30-40 chapters?? hopefully 😣🤞🏽
also i do Not use all these emojis LMAOO
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Fanfictionunknown number: • damn. • i really should start saving numbers. y/n: • YOU DON'T SAVE YOUR NUMBERS?? [ IN WHICH : kenma sends a threatening text to an unknown number which he soon realizes isn't kuroo. ] + started: 3/7/21 + ended: 9/19/21 + status...
