Haikyuu Oneshots

Ukai Keishin ♡ ☆ Nighttime

Ukai's POV

"Is she asleep?" Takeda pried, sliding the door open slowly as he could.

"Yeah," I nodded, my voice as close to a whisper as I could get, "yeah." I shifted on the futon a bit, moving (y/n)'s head from off my shoulder, laying her down with a pillow, putting the blanket back on top of her.

I quietly tried to make an exit out of the room with my friend to talk on the other side of the wall.

"How is she?" Takeda started.

"She's alright," I sighed, not closing the door all the way behind me.

"Did she say what happened?"

I shrugged, continuing to walk towards the porch, grabbing a cigarette on the way. "Not one big thing, just a lot of little devastating things..." I lit my smoke. "I think they all piled up... became too much." I exhaled.

"Geez," Takeda put his hands in his pockets, shifting the weight between his feet. "I left the ramen and snacks on the kitchen counter... picked out the, um, dessert cakes you said she likes."

"I saw," I gave a slight smile. "Thank you."

"Yeah, yeah, no problem." Takeda reassured, always sincere. "Just hope it helps... and you're alright?"

"Yeah... who me?" My brain had just registered the second half of the sentence. "Oh, shit, no I'm fine... just worried about her..." I inhaled another swig of smoke.

"She said some stuff had happened at work, some stuff with her family... she thinks it's responsible to place blame for anything that goes wrong and it always ends up being on herself."

Takeda stood in silence.

"That's incredible profound and insightful, wow." His eyebrows raised and a proud smile graced his face.

"For a guy who's just cigarettes and volleyball, right?" My sarcastic humor had to find its way in somehow.

"No, no," Takeda waved his hands, much less flustered than he used to be when I used deflect like this. We'd become good friends, maybe even great friends I liked to think. As a good friend, he knew—

"I just know it means you care about her a whole lot to notice something like that." He gave a slight bow and cheeky smile before walking down the porch steps to send himself home.

My cheeks heated in accompaniment to my, at a glance, angry face, underneath it was embarrassment. "Why do you say stuff like that?" I grumbled, running my fingers through and tousling my hair before I put out his cigarette on the ashtray.

"Get home safe." I raised my voice just a little, didn't take much because the night air was so quiet.

"I will." Takeda reassured as he walked down the stone path out of the yard. I watched him for a second before turning myself back inside.

I closed the door behind him to see the door to the living room slid open, much more than I had left it.

Quickly I poked my head in the living room, seeing she was gone from the couch I'd had left her, hearing maybe running water behind me. Where... is that the faucet? The sink?

I did hear the sink water shut off and saw (y/n) emerge from the washroom, small towel in hand, drying off the last of her face.

"Hey," a soft smile made its way to my face, relieved she didn't disappear out the back door (she'd done it before).

"Hi," she almost whispered, holding the hand towel with care. She paused before her next sentence.

"I'm sorry I showed up unannounced and uninvited while you had company over."