unsaved number. - kenma fanfic

# 52

Y/N POV
probably not accurate instructions but I Dont Care <3

"don't interlock your fingers when you receive." i told the girl, who Kept doing that.

"do it like this." i showed her, showing her the correct way, her correcting it and nodding as i tossed another ball towards her.

"nice receive!" i told her with a smile, after she got the ball perfectly.
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"hit it with this part of your hand." i said, showing them, then hitting the ball. "this gives it more control."

"y/n!" they shouted as someone accidentally hit it TOWARDS ME-

quickly dodging it, i gave them a thumbs up. "like that.-" i said, holding my chest.

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"bend your knees." i told them, repositioning their arms, "have your arms out in front of you, spread your fingers and ... jump!"

"YEAH LIKE THAT WOOO" i cheered at one of the girl blocked another.

"that's enough! wrap it up." the coach said, blowing her whistle.

"aww." i groaned, grabbing the balls and tossing them in the bin.

"y/n! come here?" the coach asked and i hummed, jogging to her as the girls i practice yelled a 'thank you'

"anytime!" i shouted back before turning to back to coach.

"you looked like you were having fun today."
"i mean, i didn't have anyone judging my every move." i shrugged and grabbed my water bottle, drinking it.

"i hope you come more."
"i'll try, but i should really go- since i came to practice, i couldn't hang out with the my friends." i told her, getting up.

"a boyfriend?" she asked and i shook my head, "just friends. anyways, i'll see you at next practice." i waved before running over to change, putting on sweats instead of my skirt.

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"tsumu, i need a backrid- SUNA AH!" i screamed and turned away.

"EW GROSS. FOR FUCKS SAKE." i covered my eyes and sat down against the wall.
"why in the gym." i mumbled in absolute disbelief.

"what the fuck- y/n??" suna looked out the gym, "y/n-"

"where's the team?" i asked, not looking up.
"locker rooms but it's not what it looks like! i swear-"

"don't care, am tired. need atsumu to carry me."
"i'm about to head out, let me-"
"bye suna! finish whatever that was!" i shouted as i ran off towards the boy's lockers, knocking impatiently.

"ohmygod wha- y/n?" tsumu asked, pulling his shirt over his head. "i thought you went home and why were you banging so hard."

"i'm so tired, give me a ride."
"y/n- i'm just as sore as you, if not more. ask kita." he said, letting me in.

"kita!" i yelled, samu & aran talking about god knows what.

"y/n- wait where's suna." samu asked as i gagged then covered my face with my hand making kisses noises.

"kissing? kissing who."

"my EX MANAGER. AKI? YEAH HER." i said as i pulled at my hair.

"what if they get together, and then she takes him away huh? and then he share all his business with her and everytime we hang out, she'll be there and i have to get along with her in order to keep my friendship with him and then i wont be about to get backrides from him! or have him break in my house constantly without her crying and bitching about it and-" i rambled before tsumu stuffed whatever snacks he had in my mouth.

"so you're telling me.. suna? OUR SUNA? was kissing someone.. and that someone being .... that girl aki.." samu said, processing it.

"you can say bitch, don't be scared."
"Y/N!" kita shouted from behind the lockers.
"DID I LIE???"

"she didn't." aran said, sitting down.

"don't sit down! stop them from becoming all Cute and end up having Kids."
"worry about yourself, he can date whoever." kita groaned and i turned to him.

"did you not hear my ramble??" i asked and he rolled his eyes.

"walk." he said, grabbing his bag as i dragged my feet, "but im so tired." i whined, him ignoring me

"you'll ignore your little sister if she asked to be carri-"
"oh my god y/n, please just get on and be quiet." he sighed as i grabbed his bag, putting it on my back and jumping on his. (not her using this to get her way LMFAOOO)

"onto the gym to get my best friend back from a-"
"don't say it." kita said, holding onto my arms.

unedited - prewritten
(sorry 4 not uploading 💔 i was too busy loving my geshin boys <3)
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idk why but i feel like kita would not carry y/n and hold under her thighs like the second years?? LMAOA i feel like he'll force y/n to grip her legs around him as he support her from holding her arms

i also DONT know why i made y/n so addicted to being held 🤔 like y/n is basically me ?? with different pronouns, too much boldness and FRIENDS. + i don't play volleyball... but we not speaking on that.