A low buzz of alarm woke Y/N up early. She rolled on her bed, away from the source of heat that kept her warm for the whole night. She reached to her phone and with just one eye opened, turned off the alarm.
"What time is it?" Terushima murmured, getting comfortable on Y/N's bed after she abandoned the warm nest they created while sleeping.
"Eight." The girl yawned and rubbed her eyes, getting rid of the remains of sleep from her face.
"What normal person wakes up at eight?" The man grumbled, putting a pillow over his face.
"People who go to classes. Get back to your room before someone wakes up and sees you leaving, it's not that early anyway." Y/N pulled the pillow out of Terushima's hands, but instead of making him get up, she landed on his chest after he wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
"Don't worry. Third years already are in classes and the others are still sleeping." He murmured, but Y/N wiggled out of his grasp quickly. The last thing she wanted was to fall back asleep and be late for classes, even though she had more than two hours for that.
"Yuuji, just go back to your room." She sighed. The blonde yawned slowly but opened his eyes and sat on the bed.
"I was hoping for some breakfast." He chuckled, making Y/N look at him disapprovingly.
"Then go and make yourself a breakfast. I need to go get a shower." She barely moved to raise from the bed, but his hand wrapping around her wrist stopped her.
"But I'm hungry." He smiled, his eyes hooded lazily.
Y/N just shook her head sharply. "Nope, I'm still sore after yesterday thanks to you, so I'll pass." She walked up to her closet, making Terushima pout.
"But I'll be gentle. Pretty please?" His childish tone made Y/N bite the inside of her cheek as she proceeded with pulling her clothes out of her closet.
"I think you are the only person who would ask that first thing in the morning." She pointed out, turning around to face him for a moment.
"Well, I think I'm just this special." He smiled widely, crossing his arms behind his head, and watching the girl.
When he finished the day before, she was too dazed to find her own clothes on the floor, this is why Terushima put his shirt on her. And now he watched with satisfaction as the material glided up when she reached to the top shelf, revealing a part of her naked butt.
He didn't even notice that she was staring at him, too indulged into his own thoughts.
"What?" He shook himself and looked at her face.
"I asked if I could give you your shirt later." She repeated.
"God, you really are kicking me out." He whined, rubbing his eyes.
Y/N just shrugged, feeling like her cheeks were getting a little warmer. "You probably did the same to many girls before." Her words made Terushima look at her with furrowed brows.
With a quiet sigh, he pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the bed. "I'm not saying that I've never... suggested some girls to leave in the morning, but I wouldn't say that I kicked them out either." He started, watching Y/N's face. "I get it that I'm an asshole sometimes, but I don't want to hurt anyone."
Y/N nodded at his words mindlessly. "I know, I was just... curious." She looked away for a moment, a little embarrassed that she sounded like she was jealous.
Because she wasn't.
"Are you okay?" The blonde asked, walking up to her and trying to look in her eyes. "We are still partners in crime, right?"
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The Art of Bad Choices | Haikyuu College (EDITING)
Fanfiction"There is not many girls attending our school. This is why we fight over you." Y/N starts new year at the university, but she didn't know what exactly awaits for her when she moves into the dorms. From now on she became a target for a bunch of men...
