It's a few days after the weird sleepover with the volleyball guys, and you're sitting at a table in the library to work on your assignments. The two days with the team was tough– but you made it out alive since Haruko was next to you through the whole thing. You're grateful he was there, otherwise you would probably be bored.
"What was that all about?" 
You look up when you see Haruko's eyes staring at you. "What do you mean?" you ask him with a frown. Kinda random.
You close your history textbook. You weren't even paying attention anyway so might as well stop reading and do something else. You've never been a fan of history, it's kinda boring and it's all in the past anyway. Why learn about it?
"Suna-boy was literally hanging over you and whispering things in your ear. Now I don't know if you're aware, but to me that looks like something more than just friends. People were staring!"
"Suna-boy? Seriously?" you ask with a chuckle. "That's funny."
Haruko shrugs and nods, "Yes, I just decided that I'll call him Suna-boy."
You chuckle at your best friend his words, "That's terrible. I call him Suna-boo, though! Kinda similar, but I like my nickname for him better," you answer, grabbing your water bottle from the table in front of you and taking a huge sip. "But you know me and Suna are just friends. How long have we known each other for, Haru? You know Suna and I are nothing more than friends."
"I don't know, it seemed like more, just saying! Maybe you just didn't tell me anything about it and were waiting to tell you and him are dating or whatever, I don't know. Could be possible!"
Ah, of course. It's always Haruko that jumps to conclusions without thinking about it twice.
You know why he's saying these things though, because it did look like Suna was whispering words in your ear. Which he was, obviously. It just wasn't about something weird nor was it something loving, or whatever Haruko might think.
Suna came to your current place in the library where you were studying during your free period. He needed some information about Atsumu, because he is an asshole and was shouting weird things about a summer camp that's coming up. Only there is no summer camp, and Suna wanted to clear that up, and apparently you would know about that. Since the twins were sitting a few meters away from you also working on some assignments, he was whispering and hanging a bit towards you to whisper in your ear. And it's a library, so he can't talk normally.
It was nothing special, just two pals talking about another pal.
But Haruko always thinks there is something more because he thinks it's funny to think about that you're dating one of your best friends. Why he thinks that you possibly dating someone is funny, you have no idea. But for some reason he just does. Guess it's the fact you guys know each other for a long time and he's like a brother to you.
"So what were you doing, Riles?"
Haruko finally sits down next to you and leans over the other textbook you just grabbed from your bag, opening it and widening his eyes. "Wait, do we have homework for physics?"
You nod, "Yes? You didn't know?"
He shakes his head and then falls down head first on the table. "No, of course I didn't know! Otherwise I wouldn't ask, would I?"
You chuckle and grab your notebook, handing it to him. "If you answer some of the questions with something random or just leave them blank you can copy my homework, Haru."
He widens his eyes with a smile and wraps his arms around you, "Thank you! Oh my Gosh, Riles, you are a hero."
"I know, I know. Go write them down, we have physics in half an hour."
                                      
                                   
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Fanfiction[ ✰ ☾ ⤷ ] ❝ you fucking broke me ❞ riley is dared by friends to text someone random, but little did she know that a dumb and stupid prank turns into daily conversations. • ღ • t. kageyama x oc. fluff + angst. slowburn. rewritten version. © discosho...
 
                                               
                                                  