"that's really cool, you little rockstar."
he pushed her lightly with his shoulder.
"i'm not a rockstar..."
"you're definitely some kind of a star."
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suna x f!reader, she/her pronouns, can be read as oc story, sweet...
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"i baked cookies for my favorite hyogo perfecture representatives. congratulations!"
yn gently pushed suna and atsumu apart and squished herself in the middle of them two on the bench beside the volleyball club table.
"when do you find time for baking in between school, studying, band practices, and hanging out with suna?"
"i have plenty of time left, in my spare time, i could probably invent a time machine to have even more time for myself, atsumu."
she said this while tapping atsumu's nose with her finger and smiling broadly. it caused him to raise an eyebrow and look closer at yn, looking for an explanation for her cheerful mood.
"why are you so happy?"
he finally asked, looking for a moment at suna, who looked so in love with yn's big grin that atsumu had to turn his gaze away from him to keep from puking. eugh, the love between these two...
"i might or might not have sang something on band practice this morning."
she smiled proudly and felt a warm hand lightly patting her back. suna preferred little touches and looks to show her his support or attention like that, rather than talking about it out loud in front of so many people. and it was fine with her, she understood it, but pretending that something in her heart wasn't flipping was a little difficult.
"that's so cool, yn! oh, i'm so excited for the festival..."
"have you already decided what songs you're going to play?"
"no... but we're on the right track, we'll make a decision soon, kita."
"are you going to play something you wrote?"
"how do you know that i write?"
she furrowed her brows, looking at osamu, who sent her a look that made it clear he was doubting her ability to think logically.
"suna told us."
"it just slipped out."
"it's fine, it's not a secret, i just always felt a little embarrassed talking about my songs for the first time with anyone, they can feel a little cringy."
yn laughed softly. things she wrote were always based on how she felt, and while she enjoyed talking and didn't mind talking about her feelings now, songs needed to be a little more poetic to sound good, and that part felt cringy to show anyone for the first time. she didn't feel that way around band members, but they were there for her when she first started writing songs and it was semi who helped her find her own style.
"ln-san, can we talk for a moment?"
she wanted to say a few more words about her songs and explain why performing them at a school festival wouldn't be a good idea because they were mostly slow, but one of the third years stood behind her and called her name.
