Outstanding (Semi Eita x reader)

Chapter 23: Spring Interhigh tournament

Saturday, the day of the Spring High tournament

You hear the 'beep beep beep' sound of the alarm that was standing on Semi's nightstand.
With a growl, you turn around and give the digital clock a hard 'smack' with your fist.

"Shut up", you mumble as you close your eyes again and snuggle against Semi's bare chest.
The alarm goes off again, causing you to swear under your breath as you aggressively remove the blanket from the bed. You grab the digital clock and slam it on the floor, breaking the poor thing as it lies on the ground, completely destroyed.

"What the actual- ... (y/n)?", Semi groans, rubbing his eyes to get rid of the sleepiness. "Did you just wreck my alarm?"

"Yes, I did. Don't tell me you've never wrecked an alarm before", you giggle as you climb onto the bed again, wrapping your arms around his torso.

"I got this one from my deceased grandmother (y/n)", he pouts as he removes your arms from his chest. "I was emotionally attached to it".

He pushes you off his chest as he gets out of his bed and quickly puts on a shirt and a pair of shorts. He kneels down next to the broken alarm, collecting the shattered pieces that are lying on the ground.

You feel a lump in your throat, tears welling up in your eyes at the sight of the devastated boy.
God, you felt so quilty. Who would've known that the alarm had an important meaning ...

"I- I'm so so sorry, Eita. I- I didn't know ... I-", you sniff. "... I don't know what to say".

"Well I certainly do", he says as he stands up and turns his body towards you. You wipe away some tears as you stare at the shattered pieces in his hand.

"You're a moron, (y/n)", he bursts out in laughter. "Do you really think my grandmother would give me a fucking alarm? I would personally drag her out of her grave to ask for something else".

Was he serious? Was he actually serious??

"What the hell man! I felt so guilty! Don't do that ever again you asshole!", you yell as you throw a pillow at his face. "I hate you".

"No you don't", he smirks as he steps closer to you. "Last night told me otherwise". You roll your eyes as you give him an angry glare.

"Fuck. You.", you say as you show the setter both of your middle fingers.

"Again? Jesus, aren't you tired?", he teases with a huge grin appearing on his face.

"Okay, that's it. We're breaking up. Good luck with your tournament, I hope you'll lose", you snap as you get out of the bed and start grabbing your stuff.

"Oh come on, I was teasing! Don't leave (y/n)", Semi whines as he grabs your wrist to prevent you from packing the rest of your stuff.

"No, we're done. Tell Naomi that I won't be there to help her as a manager anymore". You zip up your bag and sling it over your shoulder.

"Wait, you're serious? Don't be pathetic! That's a shitty reason to break up", he hisses. "I told you I was sorry!"

Now you were the one to burst out in laughter.

"Oh my god, you should've seen your face bro! It turned all white!", you laugh as you point towards his face. "Karma is a bitch isn't it?"

The boy angrily rushes forward and grabs both of your wrists, causing you to tremble backwards as your bag slips off your shoulder. He tackles you onto the bed and pins both of your hands next to your head. A mischievous smile appears on his face as he teasingly stares at your lips.