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Au: Regular/Gaming
Requested
Tags/Warnings: GN! Reader, short and fluffy, Time Skip spoilers
Word Count: 2.1k+
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"Lev, are you almost done?"
A deep raspy voice echoed into the gym, loud and authoritative, startling the volleyball players. Once all eyes turned your way, you laughed, letting your natural voice still the silent atmosphere. Your hand smacked the metal door as you hunched over, gasping for air between each series of laughs.
Lev, who had just landed from a spike, opened his mouth in a loud cheer at the sight of your slumped form in the door. "(Y/N)!"
You straightened your spine, sighing as you watched Lev's nose get caught on the mesh net as he tried to limbo under it. He looked like a pig for a moment, before the bottom of the net snapped and Lev ungracefully fell on his face.
"Ow."
As he laid flatly on the gym floor, Kuroo —who you managed to identify based on Lev's description (though you did expect a comical beak to be attached to his muzzle)— walked over, thumbs playing with the waistband of his shorts. Before he started to talk, you leaned over, looking behind him to see a partially blond boy dig the toe of his shoe into your tall friend's side. Kozume Kenma.
The rooster in front of you started to speak. "You sure gave us all a shock. Thought you were a janitor coming to kick us out," he chuckled, lifting a hand off his hip to scratch the back of his head.
"Ya sorry, Lev just finds that voice creepy so I use it every now and then to scare him."
Kuroo sidestepped as his hand moved to gesture you inside. "So, you're a voice actor?"
"That's the plan at least." You bowed and walked to the bench that was pressed against the wall, a small bag swinging over your shoulder. The old man, Nekomata, gave you a wrinkly grin as you sat next to him, watching your hands as you pulled out a DS from your small bag.
Kuroo smiled, snapping his head to the clock before looking over his teammates."Nekomata, should we start cleaning up?"
The couch hummed thoughtfully, turning his attention away from you and onto the team captain. "We still have a half-hour before our practice is officially over. How about we do 3 vs 3, to, ah, 7 points?" He then turned his attention to Lev, who was rubbing his nose as he got to his feet. "Pair up evenly for the beginning, the odd player out will be keeping track of scores and rotate into the next team. Got it?"
Lev raised his hand. "Can you explain the rotation again?"
You looked up from your handheld console to give your friend a deadpan look. Nekomata laughed before answering, "The odd player will take out a player of the next team and so on to keep teams fresh. Got it?"
