[✓] 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐎 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄 . suna rintarou

20. this is exactly like that addison rae movie

narrator's pov.
day 1 of nationals.

"nah i can't come with you guys" atsumu told his team, grabbing his jacket from his bag.

"wait for real?" rintarou asked, sitting up from the floor.

aran sighed, his head rested against the wall behind him. "it's tradition, 'tsumu. you gotta come."

osamu scoffed, kicking the back of his brother's hyperextended knee. "don't tell me you're skipping on tradition for a quick fuck?"

"ow! fuck you!"

"nah, 'tsumu fuck you" rintarou laughed through his clear irritation.

aran's eyes followed atsumu as he walked over to the door. "you can go if you want but kita's gonna kill you."

"come on! we always have tomorrow," atsumu whined.

"tomorrow wouldn't make it a first night tradition, idiot" osamu rolled his eyes. can he really be serious right now?

kita pushed past atsumu - who was blocking the doorway - to come inside. "we're not rescheduling karaoke night. reschedule your hook up, miya."

"you're all assuming, i never said it was a hook up!"

rin looked up and furrowed his brows, "you're telling us it's not?"

"yeah??"

aran stared at atsumu and blinked "seriously?"

"no????"

osamu threw his pillow at atsumu's head, "get back in and get ready for karaoke, you fucking idiot."

—

"what is the point in this?" riseki asked. obviously he's never been to spring nationals before.

silly little first years and their silly little questions.

"something about de-stressing - inarizaki's been doing this for like a decade" rintarou replied, slumped over the table. his head rested on his hand while watching atsumu sing teenage dream.

"this is exactly like that addison rae movie" aran whispered to osamu. he nodded.

"that remake was straight shit," gin added. "she's all that was so much better."

rintarou nodded, "how do you only speak facts every time you open your mouth?"

osamu narrowed his eyes, "guys, is he... doing her choreography right now?"

kita started laughing at him. "and he was the one that didn't wanna come?"

"OI! SUNA GET UP HERE!" atsumu yelled, swinging his arm around.

"NO, YOU IDIOT!"

atsumu scoffed, "IT'S A DUET."

"YOU DON'T HAVE TO YELL, YOU HAVE A MIC" aran called.

rin shook his head, "AND IT'S NOT A DUET, THATS JUST IN THE SHITTY MOVIE!"

"DUET DUET DUET!!" osamu chanted.

"YEAHHH, DUET!" atsumu yelled again.

"for fuck's sake, 'samu," rin sighed before running up and turning on the second mic.

atsumu was singing his heart out in a surprisingly-not-horrible tone "you make me!!!"

"feel like i'm living a..." rintarou mumbled.

they finished their duet and it wasn't the most ear-bleeding thing the team had ever heard. rintarou half-assed the whole thing because it was too embarrassing for him though.

but at the end of the day, they were a good duo.

osamu recorded the entire performance. "airdrop that to me," aran whispered.

— — — <3

rintarou's phone.

y/n <4

are we doing tonight?

you're here???
you didn't even tell me

i watched one of your games today
it was good
you played really well

just well?

i'll compliment you more when you come to the hotel down the street near the mini mart

i know it's cold, i'll wait outside 4 you

this the same hotel we stayed at?

yes it is

omw

miss u
get here quick

i'm literally running

— — — <3

"y/n?"

"rin!!"

it was the most excited he'd ever felt seeing you.

"hi," he smiled, chuckling and hugging you as tight as he could in the freezing cold.

"i missed you," you mumbled against his chest.

"i missed you so much more," he whispered back.

he kissed you hastily and you let out a giggle, "tooru's inside," you held his face.

"oh... are you sharing a room?"

you smacked him lightly, "um, no, weirdo? do you think we were gonna sit in a circle and chat about life or something?"

"i was just checking, you don't have to be sarcastic," he shrugged lowly.

you tilted your head, "aww, was i being mean?"

"ooookay i see how it is."

you hugged his arm, laughing and walking toward the door, "i'll make it up to you."

— — — <3

your boyfriend laughed against the crook of your neck while you struggled to swipe the entry card to your room. "shut up, i got it."

"just give it to me, it doesn't like you."

"no, if it doesn't like me it will hate you, i got it."

you continued trying to swipe the card.

"oh my god, y/n, just pass it here," he sucked his teeth.

you still refused to give him the card so he put his hand over yours and swiped it. it beeped to signify the successful entry.

"see?" rintarou smirked, opening the door.

"get fucked, rin" you smiled, pulling him into the room and straight into a kiss.

he shut the door behind him and pulled back from you, "you first."