𝕌𝕟𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕕 (Aone Takanobu x fem!reader)

Artist Reader!! part 1 <3

HAH you thought the book was done?! But it was I, DIO!!! anyway here's a oneshot, I'll be uploading oneshots every now and then so stick around or whatever😜😜💯🕺

"Hey Aone!" You waved to the tall middle blocker as you passed him in the hallway. He always gave you a respectful bow in reply, never saying anything. He was quite the mystery, not only with his deceiving appearance, but in the way he never really said much. Perhaps this enigma was hiding a dark past, or a family with connections to the- "Y/N! STOP DAYDREAMING AND GET TO CLASS!" Shit it's the VP- "Yeah, yeah, I'm going..." You turned and trailed towards your room, forgetting about the boy.

...

"Maaan, class really dragged on today! I'm ready to literally die bestie!!😁🤩" Your friend sighed, trudging beside you. "I might just skip my club today and go get ice cream. You wanna come?" You shook your head. "I'm supposed to go with the art club to watch the boys' sports teams today. Figure references and things." He spun around to face you, grabbing your shoulders. "Soooo... Think you can fit one more?" You laughed. "Ask the art teacher then!" He pouted, turning for the doors. "You know she hates me..."

After waving goodbye, you slid open the door to the art room, greeting the four members already inside. "So, where are we going?" A student with partially dyed hair burst through the doors, wearing all bright colors and holding a sheet of paper in one hand. "Guess what, hoes! There's options~!" You took the piece of paper from them, scanning it quickly. "So she wants each of us to go to a different group, and we can compile when we're done? Makes sense, I guess. I don't really have a preference, as long as I don't get-" You were cut off by a girl cheering, "Baseball!! Dibs on baseball!" Phew, that saves me the trouble... there's that nasty boy who makes fun of my friends in baseball 👺 

One by one, you crossed off lacrosse, basketball, golf(?), and football, which left you with. "And volleyball for me. You have your assignments now, so grab one of these permission passes and go draw men to your hearts content." Your resident lesbian made a mock gagging expression, eliciting laughs from the group. As you hefted a sketchpad and pencil bag down the hallway, you realized far too late that you hadn't a clue where the volleyball gym was. The weight of the large book suddenly lifted, and you found that the boy from this morning had picked it up. And better yet, he was wearing the volleyball jersey. 

Trailing after him, you sighed in relief as he led you to the gym, even carrying your sketchpad for you. Damn, I should really work out more if I can't carry my own supplies. You sidestepped past, holding the door open for him. A bunch more giant volleyball players jogged over, helpfully setting up your stand and book for you in what was supposed to be the safest corner of the room. After greeting the coach, you turned and bowed to the team. "Please take care of me." 

it makes more sense in Japanese I swear-

After getting a few sketches of the boys stretching and warming up, you began to move faster, broad strokes capturing the lines of movement from serves to sets. Pages filled up quickly, and you moved on to expressions. Determination, shame, exhaustion, pride. They were all incredibly expressive, save for a certain gentle giant. All of his emotion was concentrated in his eyes, so you made sure to catch those. Except that you couldn't. It was hard to sketch such a detailed feature at such a distance. Disappointed in your own ability, you huffed, tearing off a page of failed attempts and shoving it in your bag. "What's wrong, little artist?" You looked up and saw someone standing over you. "Oh, it's just the middle blocker. It's hard to catch the expressions he makes with his eyes." 

He laughed, a boyish sound for a second year. "I get what you mean. Aone really only expresses things with his eyes. Maybe I could help you with that! After practice, of course." You happily agreed, turning back to the task with renewed vigor. I'm gonna blow the club away~ Practice seemed to shoot by after that, and you had a good number of pages filled. As promised, Futakuchi waved you over after you had packed up. "Hey Y/n! Aone here agreed to go on a date with you!" You beamed, "Wow, tha- wait what? A date?" He nodded, "That's why you want to get closer to him, right? Cuz ya like him?" You deadpanned. "Futakuchi you ass... I said I wanted to draw him not DATE HIM-" Aone looked at you, and you paused. "Not that I wouldn't mind doing both, I mean, if you want then I'm not complaining..."

...

That brings us to you, walking over to the fountain in the square. You had on fancy-casual clothing, and a small bag. It wasn't hard to spot your date, considering he was not only tall, but people made sure to give him a wide berth. It's a shame, considering he's so nice... "Aone!" He turned, and you just caught a glimmer of happiness in his eyes. When you reached him, he shuffled his feet a bit before handing you a letter. "Futakuchi said to give this." HIS VOICE!! You looked at the letter, confused, before opening it. It was a short paragraph, and you could immediately tell it was like the "bestie if you hurt them you will die" kind of letter.

Dearest Y/n, I am writing you this note to look out for my big homie, see, he's never been on a date and has all kinds of anxiety. He may try to do something like stand really close to you. Please do not scream- jk jk I know you wouldn't do anything like that... Just look out for him, kay?

You smiled fondly. He has such nice friends. Looking back up at his concerned face, you shoved the note in your pocket. "He just told me a great place to take you!" Aone relaxed slightly, letting you lead the way through the crowd. Unsurprisingly, it was easy to get through since they seemed to part like the red sea. You spotted the sign and pointed. "There it is! Fluff n Furballs cafe!" You grabbed his hand and tugged him over, not noticing his fond gaze. 

Once inside, a bubbly waiter skated over to take your order. You got a (favorite super fancy cafe drink and side) and he got boba milk tea with a side of kuri-kinton. After settling down in the corner booth, you chattered away happily as the order was prepared. A furry tail brushed against your leg, and you almost passed out on the spot. I totally forgot there were animals here! A chOnky tortoiseshell climbed into your lap, settling down and promptly going to sleep. Looking up, you saw Aone holding a turtle which gently nibbled his fingertips. He looked so happy...

"Here ya go!" The waiter was back, smiling. It was a welcome change from the hostile faces Aone usually received from strangers. You turned to them and took the food, accidentally brushing your hand against theirs. Oh god now I want to melt into the floor. You glanced up after your moment of shame to see them drop a note in Aone's lap before skating away. Wait are they hitting on- You quietly memorized their appearance as they skated away, before catching yourself. Y/n. No. That's clingy AND creepy. ANYWAY, short hair, blondish streak, tan skin-