Ever since Shirabu took over Semi's position as the starting setter, the third year always feels annoyed whenever Shirabu is around every volleyball practice.
Shirabu just wants Semi to acknowledge him. He just wants Semi's attention.
But wanting...
Shirabu almost fell on his comfortable bed when his alarm rings. He groans, a soft long groan and he can feel the vibration of his vocal chord on his purple and black pillow. Still ringing, he reaches for his phone on the bedside table to stop the sound coming from it. The alarm's name reads 7PM Pool Party At the Ace House!
Shirabu lets out a loud and irritating groan this time. He's still not sure if he will come or not. The kid side of Shirabu wants to, but the stubborn side of him doesn't. Obviously, because he doesn't want to see a certain someone. Shirabu thought he'll leave everything behind just to not cross paths with that person.
The copperhead blows his bangs up and sighs, "And here comes my pride again..."
Shirabu shrugs, closes his eyes for a while, and opens it immediately. Still thinking, Shirabu gets up off his bed with his messy copper-colored hair wearing his boxer shorts that is hiding under his oversized hoodie. He looks at his reflection on the medium-sized mirror hanging on his drawer and a bunch of thoughts suddenly rush on his mind.
Should I come?
Will Ushijima-san be mad if I don't?
Will that dickhead come?
Of course he will.
Should I really let my pride win again?
He clicks his tongue. He closes his firmly for a while and debates to himself what to do.
"Fine fine... I'll go, whatever," he finally says to himself.
After putting some necessary stuff on his gym bag, he ties his bangs up using a thin ponytail, the strands of hair that is tied up split into two making it look like a seedling. Shirabu doesn't usually do this at school because the students might tease him for the reason that he looks more feminine. Shirabu doesn't want that to happen. For now, maybe he can tie his bangs because his destination will be just at Ushijima's residence and the copperhead thinks that his teammates will not make fun of it.
After that, Shirabu checks his messages and clicks the VBC Group Chat, some of his teammates sent apology messages that they will not come because of some circumstances.
Shirabu eventually went downstairs and greets Chiyo-san and Yuki-san, his house companions ever since his parents left. Chiyo-san has a dark brown short hair, aged 35 . On the other hand, Yuki-san has a silk black long hair with bangs, aged 39. The two women smiled at him but suddenly flushed a face of confusion when they saw Shirabu wearing a casual black track pants and a gray hoodie. His gym bag slinging on his right shoulder.
"Shirabu-san, it's already 6:45 in the evening. Are you still going out for something?" Yuki-san politely asks.
Shirabu lazily rolled his eyes and chuckles, "Yuki-san, I told you many times to call me Kenjirou. And yes, I'm going to a friend's place, and please don't lock the door, I might come home late," he smiles a bit and nods.
It takes a ten-minute bus ride for Shirabu to reach the house of Ushijima. He presses the white buzzer button on the large gate and a late forty's man in a security guard uniform opens it. He enters the Ushijima mansion. This is not his first time to come to this place, the first one was when he's still in his first year in high school.
He walks on the cemented pathway and his brown eyes roam around the large house.
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He immediately notices the renovated part of the house. Last year, there's no car garage under the poolside, it's not elevated.
Shirabu is astonished by the view and he can't help but adore it, "This is way better than before."
The copperhead immediately steps on the marbled stairs, heads in the direction of the glass doors, and a brunette maid opens it.
Shirabu politely greets the kind maid, "Where's Ushijima-san?" He asks using his most gentle and soft voice not to sound rude.
"Oh! You must also be one of his friends!" The maid smiles. She gladly informs the copperhead that some of his teammates are already there few minutes ago. The cheery maid leads the way to where everyone is. They walk into a hallway full of pictures; most of them are photos of Shiratorizawa volleyball club when Ushijima Wakatoshi was still in his first year up to now. Shirabu manages to examine all of them as he walks on the sparkling tile of the hallway.
The maid suddenly stops making footsteps and turns to face a black door with a sign above it: MUSIC ROOM.
The woman beside him opens the door slightly and Shirabu can now hear the noises coming from inside. The cheerful voice of Tendou, the complaining words of Goshiki which Shirabu cannot distinguish why is he complaining, and the chatters of Hayato, Taichi, and Ushijima.
Suddenly a strum of a bass guitar can be heard. The copperhead just stays still on his feet not moving an inch when he hears the familiar melody of the song Silhouette coming from the amazing sound of the bass guitar.
Shirabu pushes the door more but he makes sure that he will not be caught a glimpse of by everyone inside the music room. He saw the ash-blonde guy standing on a mini stage, strumming a black bass guitar while biting his bottom lip. He is wearing a black track pants and a dark blue sweatshirt.
The second-year suddenly breaks into a peal of light laughter when he saw how Goshiki jumps out of nowhere into the mini stage and starts to sing the first line of the song with a crack voice. The black-haired guy is holding a large spatula which he uses as his mic and singing his heart out. Laughter erupts in the music room. Yet Shirabu who is still standing outside the door is completely focused on how the guitarist curves his lips up and lets out a loud horse laugh. A pleasant yet annoying laugh.
Pleasant yet annoying laugh.
The maid beside him finally opens the door which made all of them glance in Shirabu's direction. Tendou is the one who reacts first, he heads his way to the smaller setter and plays with his bangs which are tied up. Shirabu hears greetings from the rest of the group, but his eyes are glued to a certain pair of brown eyes. How annoying it is to think that the two enemies have a similar eye color.
The sound from the bass slowly trails off as Semi finds himself staring back at the guy who has just arrived.
Both of them didn't want to lose to their silent glaring battle.
Semi is surely preoccupied because of the small detail from the smaller setter, specifically his bangs. Semi gulps, still staring at Shirabu, preventing himself not to smile at the cute view of the second year.
Shirabu, also, can't keep his eyes from the taller setter's hair. Usually, Semi's hair in front splits into two but now that Shirabu is examining it, the ash blonde's hair is messily scattered on his forehead making Semi looks more even hot.
Hot what?
Shirabu slaps his own forehead using his right palm, causing Tendou to flinch a bit.
"Kenjiro-kun! You look cute!" The redhead screams.
Shirabu twirls his eyes and inhales an amount of air. He finally averted his eyes from Semi and looks at his other teammates which is now walking towards the door.
This will be a long night.
- I'm quite exhausted but I still want to update.
No words to tell, just hoping that y'all are still hanging there^^
