A full-time girlfriend-for-hire job suddenly turns into a reverse harem.
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International basketball prodigy and full-time girlfriend-for-hire Ymari Seinaru's life was going characteristically well until a series of unexpected encounters makes he...
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'ring! ring!'
they automatically sprung apart at the abrupt ringing of a phone.
ymari's eyes snapped open as she searched for her phone, knowing that it was hers that was producing the loud sound.
atsumu's heartbeat was echoing against his ears— was that really about to happen?
disappointment flooded his veins at the event that failed to to on. he was practically one millimeter away from her and yet— he took a deep breath. hold on..
he pinched himself and he flinched in pain. he looked up at ymari.
oh crap. that really happened.
he was disappointed that it didn't happen, but much more embarrassed that he initiated the kiss.
what would ymari think of him now? some type of closet pervert? he can't even look in her direction now because of the shame in his body.
ymari finally found her phone. she unlocked it and looked at the caller id.
she looked at atsumu who was too flushed to look in her direction— he was literally the one who was initiating the kiss. ymari wasn't even too bothered about it.
"i have to take this." she informed him, bowing lightly.
atsumu's eyes snapped towards her, his cheeks a warm shade of red. "u-uh, yeah, sure."
ymari nodded, "i'll only be a moment."
she walked away, going to the other end of the rooftop as she answered the call.
"hello, ken-ken?"
there was a soft sigh on the other end, "yma-chan.."
"is everything okay?" she asked him, looking at her nails.
"mhm." kenma answered from the opposite end.
atsumu threw a side-glance at the girl who spoke to her client over the phone with compassion as she stood across from him, just twenty meters away. a tinge of jealousy thrummed in his veins, but he quickly dismissed it as lack of blood cells— probably from his display of affection earlier. he was literally about to kiss her! he lost his brain and blood cells, probably. no sane idiot would ever attempt to kiss the beautiful girl unannounced without thinking of the consequences!
"why are you still awake? it's late at night and you still have an early tomorrow, right?" she asked quietly. she then muttered, "i don't quite remember who you're up against though.."
"karasuno." the blonde setter from nekoma timidly answered.
"oh.." ymari blinked. "is that why you called? you're worried?"
there was silence on the other end of the call.
ymari sighed lightly, "you're worried that you're going up against shoyō, aren't you?"
"..." kenma breathed out. "..a bit."
she looked at atsumu who was fidgeting in the corner, realizing that after the phone call she had to tend to him immediately and give an answer to his confession.
she then went back to her conversation with kenma. "okay. what do you want me to do?"
there was silence on the other end of the call before the setter finally answered.
ymari blinked at his response, weighing out her options before sighing, giving in. "okay then.."
she bid the nekoma setter goodbye before the call ended and she put her phone back in her sleepwear's pocket.
she looked up at atsumu who did the same. " 'tsumu."
"yeah?" he asked almost too quickly.
he flushed red in embarrassment. he didn't want to look desperate at all. he even tried so hard to appear at least a bit poetic and at the same time calm and collected during his confession. however, with the way his heart was hammering against his ribcage and his lungs were tightening in anticipation, he looked negative one hundred percent poetic and negative one thousand percent calm and collected.
"i hope you know that our relationship.." she started, walking over to him.
atsumu froze when she was right in front of him, her face inches away from his. his mind went blank. just having ymari in such a close proximity like this was giving him brainrot— goddamn.
she put her arms on each side of him, her hands gripping lightly on the railings of the rooftop as she trapped him in a kabedon.
she inched closer to him, amusement flashing in her heterochromatic eyes for a split second at his flustered state. her nose touched his as she whispered, her lips one millimeter away from atsumu's.
"it's not fake at all."
then she planted a kiss at the very corner of his lips, and turning away, leaving atsumu frozen, completely, and utterly breathless.
"ja ne." she waved back at him, turning her head lightly in his direction. a genuine smile fell upon her lips. "i'll see you on the weekend, baby!"
as the girl disappeared into the staircase that led downstairs, atsumu miya was still frozen in place.
his heart was obnoxiously banging against his ribcage and his cheeks were flushed a fiery shade of red.
his left hand went up to touch the corner of his lips, where tingles from her chaste kiss were still present.
happy tears welled up in his eyes while his heart rejoiced gleefully.
"she just.." he gasped out in disbelief. "she just kissed me!"
ymari, who was making her way down the stairs, heard his enthusiastic scream from the rooftop. she smiled to herself, looking down lightly as she recalled the recent memory. her fingers traced her lips as well as a soft blush made its way onto her cheeks.
"that was.." she breathed out, finally reaching the bottom of the steps. "..cute."
