Twenty-Seven: The Big Game

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Makki laughs at me as I fall, the tiled floor harshly colliding with my face. He runs to the kitchen before I can pounce on him, continuing to scream and chuckle.

"Makki, what the fuck was that for?"

I ask him, rising from the ground and following the obnoxious brunette into the kitchen.

"For fucking my best friend while I was here, you obnoxious slut!"

He exclaims, the words hardly phasing me as I pop a bagel into the toaster.

"Like you haven't done it before. You're not slick when you sneak girls in here, I always hear you guys, and it's torture. At least I don't do it when you're trying to sleep, AND I play music so you can't really hear us."

I argue, preparing a bento for Makki while I wait for my food to be ready. The boy shrugs, taking  a bite of his watermelon as he watches me fumble around the kitchen. 

"True. But you stole my best friend from me, I miss him. He's my soulmate, not yours."

The wing spiker complains, dramatically placing a hand on his heart. Thankfully, my bagel is ready before I have to answer him, and I grab the treat as Makki resumes texting his teammates.

"Okay, I think that's everything! Ready to go to your game?"

I ask the boy, who grins while grabbing his giant duffel bag. I grab my own, shoving my bento inside while awaiting Makki's response. 

"Fuck yeah! We're gonna win!"

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"Look, it's my favorite switch!"

Oikawa calls out to me, a giant smile on his stupid face. I flip off my boyfriend, knowing that the boy just had to spill the details of our night to his entire team.

"You're lucky I tolerate you, Sun-Sun."

I state, groaning at Issei wraps his arms around my waist. Naturally, the rest of Seijoh laughs at our couple's banter and I pray the coaches will be here soon, to put me out of my misery. Iwaizumi walks over to the two of us, a big smirk on his face.

"Next time you want to get railed during a smoke sesh, can you be a little quieter?"

The ace politely asks me, and Issei tightens his grip on my waist, staring down the ace.

"You're just jealous you don't have a beautiful girl to fuck, Haj."

The middle blocker bluntly responds, the entire Seijoh team screaming at his statement. Kyōtani makes eye contact with me, nodding in approval as he grabs onto Yahaba's hand. The simple interaction makes me smile, and I point it out to Issei subtly.

"Ah, so the ship has sailed. It's about time."

He states, kissing my forehead before letting go of me. The two of us walk onto the bus together, both ready for this game and the nationals that is bound to be in our future.

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The teams begin to warm up diligently and I talk to Kiyoko, filling Karasuno's pretty manager in on my current dating situation.

"That's amazing! I'm so glad you're happy, you deserve it!"

The perfect girl says to me and I look into the stands, spotting a wild Eren. The girl waves to me, and I notice both Semi and Tendou by her side. They must be checking out the competition I think, leaving Kiyoko's side to talk to Oikawa.

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