No Longer A Student {Nishinoya Yū x Reader}

Chapter 12

2nd Person POV

"What. the. fuck." Miku opened your bedroom door. "What the fuck. What the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK!"

Was it possible to explode because you felt too many emotions? If it was then you would have, one hundred percent. You never really imagined yourself cheating, like ever. Guess this is why people always told you not to. Getting caught by your boyfriend's best friend cheating in what was technically her apartment was not great. Now you were knocking on Yamaguchi and Tsukishimas door, with a backpack slung over your shoulder searching for a place to stay.

"Tadashi, please. I don't know where else to go. I can't stay with Nishinoya, I just can't right now. I'm begging you."

"Y/n-"

"Let her in," Tsukishima said from the couch.

"Tsukki?"

"Are you going to be able to sleep tonight knowing you turned your friend away when she was in need? Because I'm not going to deal with your whining about it."

Yamaguchi sighed. "Come in."

"Thank you so much. You too Tsukki." You said with your hands together

"Don't thank me. I don't care." He stood up and walked into a hallway, probably going to bed as it was almost two in the morning.

"Still." You mumbled.

Yamaguchi got a spare blanket and pillow and gave them to you. They only had two bedrooms so you were going to have to sleep on the couch. Their apartment was in a different building, one a little farther from the school. Their block was less busy than yours.

You settled on the couch and tried to go to sleep, preferring that over crying. The next morning you woke up to a really loud, high-pitched noise.

"Want a cup?" Tsukishima offered, pouring water from a kettle into a mug with a teabag hanging over the side. You could see him through a large rectangular hole in the kitchen wall, it looked like the one at the cafe where Miku and Jiyu worked.

"Uh...yeah. Sure, green tea please." A few moments later a mug was placed on the table in front of you. "Thanks."

It was around eleven o'clock when you woke up. Yamaguchi trudged into the kitchen soon after. Tsukishima was back in his room just as quick.

"I put out a toothbrush in the bathroom for you, it's sitting on the counter," Yamaguchi said.

"Thank you."

"How'd you sleep?" He asked, taking a slow sip of his tea.

"It was ok, I kinda struggled to get my brain to shut up but once I was out, I was out. What about you?"

"Pretty good, thanks." He cleared his throat after about thirty seconds of silence.

"I'll go brush my teeth now." You stood and walked out of the living room, into a hallway. There were three doors in front of you. Two on the left side of you on a long wall and the other in the right corner. You started at each of the doors then did a quick 'eeny-meany-miny-moe'. The last door on the left it was.

You walked over and slowly open the door. This was definitely not the bathroom.

To your right was a bed with all pink bedsheets, they looked like they had an encounter with a red sock while in the dryer. There was an open closet right in front of you. A large black bookshelf filled with books, trinkets and photos in the center of the farthest wall, in between a desk and window. At the desk, which was in the back right corner, sat a blond boy. He was nodding his head, probably to the blaring music in his headphones. His laptop was open, playing a video with subtitles instead of sound. Tsukishima scribbled notes down onto a piece of paper now and then.