5 Things About Lev Haiba and 1 Thing About Me

Warnings: Slight Violence, Cursing,
Word Count: 3615

P.O.V. of Yaku

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1. Lev Haiba is not only tall, he's annoying about it.

Looking up at the grey-haired giant before me made me want to punch the boy's nose in. He was so goddamn tall and the way he looks down at me, literally, just pisses me off.

"Yaku-san, you're quite short for a volleyball player," and there we go. He did it. I rolled my eyes and kicked his ass. Serves him right for mocking my height yet again. "I didn't mean it in a bad way!"

"Ok then, how did you mean it?" I hissed back despite the fact I'm not going to buy his answer.

"I mean that you're so good at what you do, it's surprising that you're so small," We could hear Kuroo's laugh approaching us.

"You aren't helping your case kiddo," he said, looking at the first year. It was weird. Kuroo's quite tall, well at least to me, and yet, standing beside Lev, he was looking up at him. At least I wasn't the only one, but it still sucked standing beside the both of them feeling like a child, despite the fact I am older than both, in both physical and mental age.

"I was genuinely trying to compliment him!" Lev pleaded. I scoffed.

"Yeah, seemed like it,"

"If it would help, I can buy you some heels?" I just stared at the grey-haired boy blankly. Kuroo stole a glance at me before cracking up laughing again. My eye twitched as I have a gnarly look at the grey-haired boy. Lev flinched, waiting for me to slap him over the face. I took a breath. I was not going to lash out this time. The boy looked at me confused.

"What?" I asked.

"Usually when you give me that look you slap me after,"

"Well I'm not going to this time, despite the fact you're an actual idiot,"

"Sorry Yaku-san..." Lev muttered.

"Anyway, I came over here to ask if Lev can help me grab the extra vests from the supply room," Kuroo said, turning his gaze to said boy. They both looked at me and giggled before continuing their conversation. Dumb arses.

"You seriously can't reach it?" I asked Kuroo. He nodded.

"Yeah, sadly not. I can't be bothered finding the ladder,"

"I'll do it then," I suggested. Kuroo and Lev looked at each other and Lev began snickering.

"Sure! I'll lift you up," he said.

I'm going to spare you of the details, but let's just say Kuroo wasn't happy at me for getting our tallest player out of practice for the rest of the day with a blood nose. Lev had it coming though. He was practically asking for it.

2. Lev Haiba is an idiot. A complete idiot.

Lev had cut down on the teasing now. It had been nearly a week or so and he hadn't said anything about my height. At least not to my face. But I noticed he hasn't been speaking to me as much as he usually would. That's not to say he didn't speak to me at all, because I could punch that kid a thousand times and he still wouldn't shut his trap.

I don't mind him talking to be honest. Most of the time. But it was mainly what he said which I find... interesting to say the least.

After a week though, he seemed to lose all the fear he had of me once again and talked to me all the time again. The height jokes began coming back too, but he seemed to have learnt how far he can take it before I lash out, so he'd stop just before then. It was quite smart.