N.Y.I.Y.T.R. | Ryujin Nippon One Shots

Mad | T.R. [M]

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Song Suggestion: Belong to You by Sabrina Claudio.

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You clicked your tongue for the nth time that day as you glare at your phone screen, irritation bubbling inside you as you try to decipher your boyfriend's inability to answer his damn phone. What does he even have it for if he doesn't USE it?

Rolling your eyes, you sling your canvas tote over your shoulders and rushed out of the stall, drained and exhausted after a full day of dealing with people.

It was the last and final day of the Nippon Sports Science University charity festival and it was safe to say that you needed to catch a break badly. After being coerced into volunteering for the week-long event (thanks to your professor's desire to have his students 'set an example' for the rest), you haven't had the chance to see Ran and the lack of his presence was definitely affecting your overall energy.

You huffed a breath and tied your hair into a ponytail, giving Sano a quick wave before sprinting through the campus towards the boys' dormitory.

When Ran found out that you were volunteering for the festival, he didn't miss the chance to apply for it as well, with the reason being that he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible before he starts training again. Though, that was exactly why he wasn't permitted to volunteer in the first place.

It was off-season for the national team and that meant the athletes were encouraged to take their much-needed rest; no training, no conditioning, no stress. It sounded perfect, except busybody Takahashi Ran couldn't stay on his ass for more than a day. If there was something people needed to know about him, it was definitely the fact that the boy gets bored easily, and soon enough, he was finding ways to keep himself busy if it meant being with you.

"It's bullshit," you remember him saying, referring to his coach's firm advice to stay out of University affairs for the time being. It seems he was also encouraged to stay out of the public eye until the noise about him being the 'eye candy of the Olympics' died down. Apparently, it was to ensure that no unnecessary commotion takes place at the NSSU campus.

Not to mention, he was also recovering from a minor knee injury post-Olympics and as much as you wanted to side with him, you didn't have it in you to help him find a loophole. Not if it meant risking his health.

"Don't worry, babe. I'll bring you free food," was what you remember promising him before he finally decided to accept his fate.

It's been almost a week since you last saw each other and you wanted nothing more than to just spend the rest of the day with him. But for some dumb reason, he decided today was the best day to ignore your calls.

Growing more and more peeved as you near the dormitory, you dialed his number again.

No answer.

"This bitch," you muttered under your breath as you lock your phone from frustration. You were seconds away from leaving when you spotted a familiar face at the corner of your eye.

"Kenta-kun!" you called out, instantly recognizing Ran's close friend and roommate exiting the gates. Alerted, he swung his head in response.