ꜱ.ᴛᴇɴᴅᴏᴜ - ɪɴꜱᴏᴍɴɪᴀ (tendou x fem!reader)

𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍-𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋-𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓

┕━☽【 chapter ❖ five 】☾━┙

❝  ᴇ ɪ ɴ ꜱ ᴛ ᴇ ɪ ɴ - ʟ ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʟ   ᴀ ꜱ ꜱ   ʙ ᴜ ʟ ʟ - ꜱ ʜ ɪ ᴛ ❞

"y/n? you're still here?"

"well, good morning to you too, wakatoshi." he ruffles my hair as he rubs his eyes, now stumbling his way through the kitchen.

"my bad, morning y/n...i thought you'd left. when I woke up in the night to move to my room, you weren't there, so I just assumed..."

my thoughts halt at his words. my dumbass didn't consider the possibility of wakatoshi waking up and seeing me wrapped in his best friend's arms, getting all vulnerable and shit. and fuck thinking about it is so embarrassing, jesus...

I collect myself, forcing a few words out to avoid suspicion. "uh- yeah, I just stepped out for a second, cause, you know...the weed was getting to my head."

"oh.." he simply nods. "when did you go to sleep? I can't remember falling asleep before you, so you better not have stayed up too late."

"ushi, I'm not a child anymore...but no, I didn't stay up that late. in fact, I had a really good sleep. so don't worry." my eyes automatically wander towards tendou's room.

"what time is it?" he picks a piece of toast off my plate and hastily shoves it into his mouth before I can protest.

as if on cue, tendou emerges from his room, wearing only a pair of boxers with a small towel hanging over his shoulders, his wet red hair falling messily over his eyes. "time for you to leave. 6:45 man, you're late."

I quickly divert my eyes, hoping it didn't look as if I had been staring.

"shit, tendou, why didn't you wake me up?"

"huh? you slept like a new-born baby, I didn't want to disturb you." his lips twist into a sideways grin as he dries his hair. "plus, those pictures sure were worth it. right, y/n?"

"don't bring me into your little lovers quarrel, please, I'd rather stay out of it."

"y/n, you're so cold." he whines, resting his head on my shoulder. his voice drops to a low whisper "how about I warm you up a little?"

"are you ever not horny?"

"tendou, leave y/n alone and go get dressed, we're already late."

looking up at ushijima, he retorts, "uh, you're late. not me. i'm taking y/n, so tell coach i can't make it."