Ninja Shoyo Escapades

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(A/N: Some manga spoilers up ahead)
Shoyo’s POV

Pedro. My roommate Pedro. Pedro who is currently sleeping across the hall in his bedroom. Pedro who said he didn’t know what videos he wanted to make, Pedro. Pedro who recorded me singing and uploaded it on youtube for the whole world to see. The same Pedro who is going to be at the receiving end of my punch. I barge into his bedroom, startling Pedro awake from his slumber. Not letting him get a moment to fully wake up as I start screaming in his face. “PEDRO! OMFG PEDRO! WHY DID YOU UPLOAD ME SINGING?? WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU???!!”, I yell as I shake Pedro repeatedly because I am not calm. I keep repeating his name like a mantra because at this point I don’t know what to do, but shaking Pedro seems like a good option at the moment.
“STOP FUCKING SHAKING ME FOR A GODDAMN SECOND SHOYO”, Pedro yells back, quite angrily I might add. He has no reason to be angry!! I start to counter but then we both hear the next door old lady yell, “STFU BOTH OF YOU”. There is a moment of silence between me and Pedro as we are left staring at each other. “...Are we about to kiss right now?”, I ask and as I process what my mouth said I cover my mouth. Pedro DOES NOT look amused. He stares blankly at my blushing face and falls back to his bed. I see him close his eyes and sigh very heavily, for someone who JUST woke up he looks like he wants to end the day here. He doesn’t even open his eyes when he asks tiredly, “What are you doing here Shoyo? I thought we agreed to not go into each other's rooms after you threw up all over my bed, which by the way still smells.” Ahhh, good times. But wait-- “This isn’t about me puking all over your bed Pedro!! This is about YOU, uploading a video of me singing for the whole FUCKING WORLD TO SEE!!”, retort angrily but not loud enough for the neighbor to yell back.
Pedro just opens one eye and says, “I mean-- you DID say your life is crazy and what better way then to record it for all the world to see since YOU LIKE CRAZY!” I hate him. I don’t understand how someone who ignored me for the beginning of my stay here, now finds joy in recording everything I do. “....You’re like Suna-san…,” I meekly said at the realization. He looks up with both eyes open questionably, “Who is Suna-san?” I don’t answer trying to capture my thoughts.
Pedro is going to record everything I do. Am I going to be a vlogger now? Wait no-- I sang in the first video so am I a singer? What about volleyball?? Is he going to record all my matches?? Are there going to be compilations of me getting a face full of sand? Omg everyone’s going to think I came to Brazil just to fool around…. Oh god.
It seems Pedro noticed my apprehension as he lightly tapped me on the side and whispered, “Hey if you don’t want to do this it’s okay. It’s alright if you don’t want to make videos. I did record and upload that video without your permission and didn’t tell you about it. I’m sorry. You don’t have to get so worried, I can always delete everything and I doubt anyone would remember. It’s going to be okay. Shhhh--”
“...it’s trending...the channel has over a million subscribers…”, I whisper back, sighing. I look at Pedro and try and think of what’s going on in his head. “What”, he says back in a normal tone. “The video is trending and we have over a million subscribers since I checked”, I repeat seeing the wheels in Pedro’s head turn. Heh he’s kinda cute when he’s thinking. That thought is immediately revoked after Pedro SCREAMS in my ear while he sits up hitting my forehead with his. “Hsssshhhhh what the fuck was that Pedro???”, I say back as I wince because of the pain. Clearly Pedro doesn’t care as he scampers out of bed and sits in front of his laptop in his room. He turns on his laptop to refresh the channel page from what I can see and just as he jumps from out of the bed, he jumps out of the chair and lands on top of me.
Is this karma from waking him up? Most likely.
“OMG WE’RE FAMOUS!! HOLY FUCK I’M FAMOUS! OMG OMG OMG”, Pedro yells as he jumps up and down on me. That’s going to leave a bruise, I think as I wheeze. What does this man even eat???? He stops jumping when the neighbor lady yells, “SHUT UP!!” Pedro and I looked at each other then to the wall where we heard the lady scream from, yelling back, “SORRY!!” Which is really counterintuitive since we yelled but who cares.
Silence floods the room as we both take a moment to relish over the facts.
The video is trending worldwide at this very moment.
The newly made channel now has over a million subscribers.
We are famous.
Kageyama is going to yell at me about wasting time singing instead of practicing volleyball.
Everyone I know has seen this video.
I’m dead.
“If--” “So--” We both interrupt each other and I glance back to the laptop on the study table. From where I’m at it looks like the video is still trending with over 17+ million views as of now. “You can speak first,” Pedro says sitting down crossed legged on the bed. The excitement finally left his body I presume. I breathe out the air I was holding, leaving it all up for the volleyball gods to decide my fate now. “If we’re going to do this I want to set some rules,” I tell Pedro and he only nods in response. “Don’t record me playing volleyball. I don’t want friends from back home knowing what’s up my sleeve. You have to tell me when you’re recording me. I won’t interfere with editing and all that. I am assuming you’re going to take over my social media now since people also started following me there as well. I won’t be in your way, but just don’t make me look like a total shit in your videos. Alright?” “Seems reasonable enough, yeah. Thanks Shoyo.”
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“So….”, Pedro starts. “So….”, I picked up for him. “You want to read the comments?”, he asks. “Sure”